862 Choosing a Bed (2/2)

\”It's good that you're done with it and the person is saved.\” Xiang Xueming waited for the operation to finish, and then with vigorous strides, stepped up to help Ling Ran take off his surgical gown and the other items.

\”We don't need your help anymore.\” The circulating nurse who was originally helping Wang Jia count the gauze immediately stood up at this time.

Xiang Xueming laughed stupidly and thought. 'I don't want to help, anyway. How can this kind of help be helpful?'

\”Is there a special care unit?\” Ling Ran did not even ask for an ICU, knowing that the Bazhaixiang hospital branch would not be able to provide one.

Xiang Xueming scratched his head, looked around, and whispered, \”We haven't prepared a special care unit. Um... Does this patient have to go into a special care unit?\”

\”After hepatectomy, the correct procedure is for the patient to enter the ICU.\” Ling Ran looked at Xiang Xueming, who had a troubled look. He sighed and said, \”If there is no special care unit, please just arrange one out now.\”

\”OK ... Sure!\” Xiang Xueming agreed.

Ling Ran also followed him and went out.

The special care unit was a weakened version of the ICU, and a newly organized special care unit was an extra weakened version. Such wards must be carefully cleaned before they can be used.

Xiang Xueming led the way and went directly to the second floor of the hospital.

A row of green painted doors were opened all along the corridor, and this sight can be seen from the stairs on the first floor. There were about ten rooms.

\”Which room is easier to clean?\” Ling Ran looked at the long ward and consulted Xiang Xueming again.

Xiang Xueming scratched his head and laughed foolishly, \”The room is almost done...\”

Ling Ran nodded and walked toward a room close to him.

\”This won't do.\” Xiang Xueming hurriedly stopped him.

Ling Ran frowned and looked at Xiang Xueming.

\”This... this room... the patients in this room are recovering slowly.\” Xiang Xueming knew that Ling Ran was an insistent person, and he could only obediently explain the situation.

\”All patients who entered this room recovered slowly?\” Ling Ran asked.

Xiang Xueming quickly shook his head, \”No, but most of the patients who are sent here recover slowly. Some of them just don't heal from their incisions, and we can't figure out why.\”

Ling Ran turned his head and looked at the seemingly normal room, but he was not troubled.

There may be many explanations for the patients' slow recovery in this ward, but he was not here to solve this.

Moreover, such superstitions were not exclusive to Bazhaixiang, but existed in almost all the Surgery Departments in every hospital.

\”Then let's change to another room.\” Ling Ran made a new decision without hesitation.

Xiang Xueming was afraid of making another mistake and quickly designated a room.

After that, it was time to empty the ward and resterilize it.

Xiang Xueming's organizational ability in this regard was acceptable, and he quickly completed the task.

At about the same time, the patient woke up and was sent directly to the single special care unit...

\”You can go back. By the way, remember to report the situation.\” Zuo Cidian watched the patient settle down, and when he faced Cai Qiong again, the wrinkles on his face seem to have been oiled, because they glistened under the sun.