The two of them waved their hands embarrassedly, and Fang Xiaoya didn't say anything more. She took the medical record and walked to the door of the ward and said, "I'll tell you about the situation in the ward first!"

Meng Tiantian immediately cheered up and looked into the ward through the glass with Fang Xiaoya's eyes.

There are now four beds in the ward, each with a blue cloth curtain hanging in the middle. Four patients are lying quietly on the bed, with two older half sitting leaning against the head of the bed.

"Li Jianguo, 61 years old, has a low cough, mild dyspnea, arrhythmia, on the fifth day of quarantine, had a history of common pneumonia being cured, so he should take special care. Although he was not in ICU, he is considered a critical patient. He needs to take blood oxygen and blood pressure every hour, and keeps up with oxygen inhalation. He also needs to keep injecting nutrient solution, so he pays more attention!"

"Wu Ping, 56 years old in bed No. 2, has a low cough and fever, no symptoms of dyspnea. On the eighth day of quarantine, she developed mild coagulation dysfunction, occasionally palpitations and nausea, and her physical condition is good. Although she has no complicated medical history, she also needs to pay more attention to the patient's high blood pressure, but she is very optimistic."

"Huang Yong, 43 years old, has a low fever in bed, and has no symptoms of dyspnea. On the fifth day of quarantine, his condition is relatively stable, he has no complicated medical history, and his physical condition is good. He just needs to take medicine and cooperate with the treatment as directed by the doctor."

"Wang Zixuan... is ten years old this year. He was diagnosed with isolation the day before yesterday. He has less cough and has a normal apnea. His condition is good. However, he is young, so you should still be more worried."

Fang Xiaoya said quickly and heard a 10-year-old patient. Several of them looked at the bed beside the wall. At this moment, a pair of big black eyes poked out from the blue striped quilt and looked curiously at the isolation glass. He had a mask on his face, looking quite cute.

"I'm only ten years old... so young!" Meng Tiantian couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, I'm only ten years old." Fang Xiaoya handed the two notebooks and the black walkie-talkie in her hand to Meng Tiantian. One was a nursing record, which contained the patient's bed number and name, and recorded the vital signs measured at the time of each class, and whether there were any special treatments.

Another general handover book records the conditions, special circumstances, special treatment, nursing, etc. of each patient in each class.

The notebook is densely filled with beautiful words, everything is recorded clearly, and what work is to be done is also clear at a glance.

Meng Tiantian held the two notebooks in her hand but felt that she had taken over a thousand pounds of weight. The pressure on her body was invisibly increased a lot. Wang Mengxue took the walkie-talkie from Fang Xiaoya and asked in a low voice: "How can this walkie-talkie be used? I haven't used this thing yet!"

"Press the button and you can speak, and medical personnel of the same frequency can hear it!" Fang Xiaoya took the demonstration and handed it to Wang Mengxue again.

Fang Xiaoya gave a few more words, but she was still a little worried. Before leaving, she left her phone number for Meng Tiantian, and then turned around and left.

Wang Mengxue touched Meng Tiantian's arm with her elbow and whispered: "Sister Meng, look at Fang Xiaoya's walking, she looks so weak." Meng Tiantian looked at the white back that was slowly leaving, and she was indeed walking very slowly. The weight of the protective suit and the pressure of the outbreak of the epidemic made these medical workers suffer all the time.

Watching Fang Xiaoya walk away, Meng Tiantian picked up the record book and browsed it carefully, quickly putting himself in the state, and arranged work for himself and Wang Mengxue.

Li Jianguo immediately needed to measure his blood oxygen and blood pressure. When he pushed open the ward door, both of them took a deep breath.

Li Jianguo leaned against the bed and watched them go in. As soon as they walked in, they heard a playful little boy shouting, "Hello two girls, are you new nurses?"

Meng Tiantian nodded and looked at it. It was the 10-year-old boy Wang Zixuan. She smiled and nodded: "Yes, newcomer, everyone is going to work together next!"

After greeting several patients one by one, Meng Tiantian and Wang Mengxue immediately began to measure blood oxygen and blood pressure for Li Jianguo. The old man looked a little haggard, and his nasal cavity was connected to the oxygen tank next to him, and his voice was a little weak.

"Blood oxygen 90, blood pressure..."

“Blood pressure 124/86.”

"Body temperature 37.1..."

Meng Tiantian was lying while measuring, while Wang Mengxue was taking the medical record next to her to take notes carefully.

"Uncle, does the headache hurt?"

"Heart is a headache, I can't breathe, my eyes are a little ugly, I'm swelling, and it's so numb... My crotch still hurts..."

Li Jianguo's voice was a little weak, and he murmured several words, but Meng Tiantian only heard the first two words clearly.

"Uncle, can you speak a little louder? The clothes you are wearing are too thick, and your hearing is a little bit unsatisfactory." Wang Mengxue approached Li Jianguo and leaned down and asked.

Li Jianguo repeated the amplified voice a little anxiously. Fortunately, he learned some simple Wuhan dialect in the morning and can basically understand it now, but because he spoke anxiously and vigorously, he obviously started to feel a little panting.

Meng Tiantian hurriedly said, "How about I ask a question, nod or shake your head, and tell me other situations."

"What's the throat?"

nod.

"Do you want to drink water?"

Shake your head.

Meng Tiantian asked some routine questions again, and finally finished the routine examination of the elderly who were the most serious in the ward. He also did a thorough examination for the other three patients and made careful records.

The two were already sweating profusely. The thick protective suits were not breathable at all. There was a thick layer of mist on the goggles, which made it quite inconvenient to move.

Soon a doctor conducted a routine round check. The doctor who checked the round also wore thick protective clothing. Meng Tiantian looked at the word "Peng Yue" on his chest. After hearing him speak, he recognized that he had met when he was taking the injection.

The heavy glasses wearing behind Peng Yue's goggles were already covered with water vapor at this time.

Meng Tiantian and Wang Mengxue have tested and recorded the daily situation. Peng Yue came over to confirm some specific situations and then prescribed some medicines.

"Pay attention to the patient's heart and lung condition. Each patient should drink more water. This patient is old and is still injecting nutrient solution. It can help him gently move his hands and feet in bed."

Meng Tiantian recorded it carefully, and then did the basic nursing work in the ward according to the content recorded in the previous medical record book, and finally came to an end.

The two of them temporarily took their medical records to the designated office area to supplement the case. As soon as Meng Tiantian sat down, he heard someone in Ward No. 8 pressing the emergency call ring.

"It's Wang Zixuan, a kid with bed number four!"

The two of them didn't bother to rest and dragged their tired bodies to the ward. Wang Zixuan was leaning against the head of the bed with his big black and white eyes open and leaning against the head of the bed.

"What's wrong with me? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Meng Tiantian tried to be gentler.

"I...I want to eat snacks a little bit. Can I still eat snacks after taking the medicine?"

Wang Zixuan turned his eyes twice and looked a little dodged. There were a lot of snacks, milk, potato chips, biscuits and fruits beside his bed.

"You can eat." Meng Tiantian was relieved when she heard this answer. Fortunately, it was not an emergency.

Wu Ping on the hospital bed there smacked her lips: "You have to report on snacks, kids, be good! Let the guards run away!"

Wang Zixuan just smiled and looked at Meng Tiantian and Wang Mengxue: "Two sisters, do you want to eat snacks? I have a lot of them here."

Meng Tiantian politely declined his kindness, and Wang Mengxue smiled and said, "Sister can't eat casually in protective clothing! If you feel uncomfortable, then ring this bell and call us!"

Wang Zixuan nodded obediently. Anyway, he had returned to the ward. The two of them simply checked the situation of the four patients and then returned to the designated office area.

Before her butt was sitting firmly, Meng Tiantian had not written two words on the case through the misty goggles, and she received a notification from the emergency bell.

Bed 4, Ward No. 8.

Meng Tiantian and Wang Mengxue looked at each other through protective clothing.

"What happened to him in such a short time?"

Although Wang Mengxue complained a little, she did not dare to neglect at all. After all, if there was something wrong with the patient, they would have to arrive immediately.

"Sister Tiantian, you can process the medical records first, and I can just go over and take a look." Wang Mengxue said as she was half-combed and walked out.

Meng Tiantian continued to lean over to supplement the medical records. There was a thick fog on the goggles, which seriously hindered vision. What's more, if you want to write a good case under this situation, you can only get closer to the medical records.

A few minutes later, Wang Mengxue came back.

She limped and walked back slowly with her right foot in the wall. Meng Tiantian saw it and asked quickly, "What's wrong? Did you hit me?"

Wang Mengxue was helped by Meng Tiantian and sat down first, looking very depressed.

"What's wrong with this kid? He rang the bell and called me over and asked me if he could get up and move around after taking medicine. Wu Ping was moving beside the bed in the room, and he wanted to move around, it was just such a small thing... I was worried about something about him just now, and I was running almost and couldn't see the way and hit the bedside with ankle. Alas!"

Meng Tiantian helped Wang Mengxue pinch her ankle. Seeing that she was not seriously injured, she comforted her: "The child has just been in the hospital for isolation. He may be afraid that he doesn't know what he can do and can't do it. He should ring the bell and tell him again."

"I've just told him a little bit, and I hope this will not happen again next..."

Before he finished speaking, the call bell rang again.

As expected, bed 4 in Ward No. 8.

"It's him again... I'm a little broken!" Wang Mengxue was really upset because of the toss.

"You rest first, I'll go over and take a look!"

Meng Tiantian dragged her tired body and half supported the corridor wall to the ward, while Wang Zixuan was sitting beside the bed.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Although Meng Tiantian was a little restless, she tried to make her tone gentler.

In the blur, I saw Wang Zixuan shook his head and asked in a childish voice: "Sister Nurse, everyone in the ward is quiet. Can I sing?"

Meng Tiantian was really a little amused. It was because of these small situations that they rang the emergency bell and called them over. Repeated tossing not only makes people irritable, but also seriously affects their work efficiency.
Chapter completed!