Chapter 921： Good things are coming (1/2)
”Xiaofeng is here.” Dr. Yan calculated time to enter the ward, and she saw Xiaofeng sitting in front of her husband's bed.
Dr. Yan doesn't have much thought now, but looking at Xiaofeng over, he always feels very good.
Life in ICU is dull and can be a little bright, thank God, he never demands it.
Xiaofeng's expression was a little reluctant, and even a painful response.
”What's wrong? Isn't Xiaodai in a bad situation?” Dr. Yan wondered, and immediately came forward, looking at the monitor first, but seeing that all indicators were within the normal range ...
”Dr. Yan, Xiao Dai, why haven't you woke up yet?” Xiao Feng asked hesitantly. The nervousness during the operation is now gone, but her expectation of improvement will make her suffer.
Dr. Yan couldn't help complaining about Ling Ran, who was so full of words that the patient was not in your ward yet.
”The coma has been too long, and recovery is relatively slow. Don't worry about it first.” Dr. Yan leaned over and did two simple examinations. He looked good enough and said: ”The current situation is stable. , But when to wake up depends on the patient's will ... ”
Xiao Feng's disappointed ”Oh” only gave Dr. Yan a smile: ”Thank you Dr. Yan, my name is Xiao Dai.”
”Well, talking to the patient is also good.” Dr. Yan didn't know what to say. To be honest, according to his qualifications, the patient who underwent combined liver and stomach radical surgery was the first case he took over. Although it is said that the patients who have undergone different operations are treated in the same way in icu, but if there is any change, he cannot tell.
Xiaofeng Qiang nodded with a smile, and gently rubbed Xiaodai's hand with his belly.
The once strong husband had long described it as emaciated and thin. Xiaofeng's hands touched, and she even felt that all she touched was bones.
Xiaofeng sighed secretly, and circled Xiaodai's little finger with her fingers, like a mentally impaired game that the two played when they were in love.
Xiao Dai's cold little finger also gently circled Xiao Feng's fingers.
Xiaofeng stayed for a second, then immediately looked in the direction of her fingers, her lips were speechless.
The coldness of the fingers lasted for at least five or six seconds before disappearing.
”Doctor, doctor!” Xiaofeng stood up quickly and shouted several times.
”What's wrong?” Dr. Yan hurried over.
”I ... I feel Xiao Dai's fingers touched me.” Xiao Feng explained with a guilty conscience.
Dr. Yan didn't doubt first, but he still had the examination, and took out the flashlight, and it was a picture of Xiao Dai's pupil.
”Well, the situation is good. I'll open a ct and see ...” Dr. Yan nodded, comforting Xiaofeng again, and then left.
Xiaofeng nodded again and again, his eyes blurred again.
Dr. Yan came out of the ward door, looked around, and returned to the office, took out his mobile phone, and edited the text message: The patient has a higher probability of being awake.
Then, Dr. Yan ordered a group of hairs and chose a bunch of names. Then he rested on the back of the chair with confidence and exhaled a sigh: ~~~~~~
”Why come back as soon as I go out?” The soft man's voice came from behind Dr. Yan.
”I'm ... the director?” Dr. Yan almost jumped up, and the whole person started to sweat with guilty conscience.
”Done checking?” The director's voice was soft.
Dr. Yan swallowed hard and said, ”It's over.”
”Well. How is that Xiao Dai?” The director asked.
”There are ... signs of recovery.” Where did Dr. Yan dare to conceal, he hurriedly answered.
”Can you recover?”
”There is a relatively high probability of being awake. Just now the patient's family said that the patient's little finger touched her. In addition, the indicators in all aspects have improved ...”