MTL - She is the Third Kind of Stunning-Chapter 7 toothache

Lu Yinxi looked at the moon, tidied up his fragile emotions little by little, and when he turned around, he was almost taken aback.

Behind him stood a doctor in a white coat.

Wearing a white coat and a mask in the hospital is difficult to recognize, but Lu Yinxi recognized Jian Qing at a glance.

She said nothing on the bed and stripped people of their clothes, while under the bed was a serious and unworldly gentleman, and she only knew such a scum.

That scum was leaning against the wall silently, with a beautiful and indifferent face expressionless, and a bag of buns in his hand.

Lu Yinxi walked over: "When did you come?"

Jian Qing didn't answer, nor asked why Lu Yinxi looked like a bunny with red eyes, but just handed out the bun in his hand.

Lu Yinxi hesitated for a while, then reached out to take it.

She was really hungry with her chest pressed against her back.

After tearing open the packaging bag of the bun, Lu Yinxi almost swallowed the rich milk aroma.

Jian Qing watched her silently, afraid that she would choke, went to the vending machine next to her, and bought a bottle of drink for her.

Lu Yinxi sipped his mouth, and his understanding of Jian Qing's thoughtfulness deepened.

On the second day, Jian Qing was in the scientific research class and stayed in the central laboratory all morning.

The Tumor Center Laboratory of the First Attached Hospital has full-time scientific researchers, as well as doctors who come to the clinic to take turns in scientific research classes.

Jian Qing's left palm was injured, and some operations were inconvenient, so Lu Yinxi was caught and taken to the laboratory to run errands, record data, and do chores for her, working hard without complaint.

The scientific research class was relatively free, and in the afternoon, Jian Qing took her work home to do.

It was snowing outside, and the room was quiet, except for the sound of keyboard tapping.

After returning home, Lu Yinxi didn't need to do chores. He was bored, so he found a tape measure and straightened his waist to measure his height.

167cm, about 1.5cm lower than the actual body.

Holding the tape measure, she said to herself: "I think I can still grow taller."

Grow to be as tall as the real world.

The sound of typing on the keyboard froze, Jian Qing glanced at Lu Yinxi, and said suddenly: "You are 20 years old."

In fact, the mental age is 25.

Lu Yinxi pretended to be tender, and didn't take it seriously: "What's wrong with 20? Maybe my epiphyseal line hasn't closed yet, and it can continue to grow, to be taller than you."

According to visual estimation, Jian Qing is over 1.7 meters tall, with long legs and thin waist, and a good figure, so good that Lu Yinxi is a little jealous.

Jian Qing withdrew her gaze and didn't speak, pointing to the keyboard and the tapping sound of "da da da" was even more brisk.

A very young child indeed.

She was so small that her teeth were still teething, her eyes were red with pain, and she shook and shook in front of a certain doctor, as if she wanted to be asked a few words and said something caring and considerate.

Jian Qing didn't ask, didn't say anything, pretended not to see, and continued typing on the keyboard with her long and slender fingers.

Finally, Lu Yinxi couldn't bear it any longer, and leaned forward and said, "My tooth hurts a lot, and I have wisdom teeth."

Jian Qing didn't raise her eyes: "I work on tumors, not on oral cavity."

Fake indifference.

Lu Yinxi covered his face, bent down to look at Jian Qing, and replied vaguely: "I'm not asking you to help me pull out my teeth, the oncology department can also treat pain."

About 60% to 80% of patients with advanced cancer will experience cancer pain. There is little hope of curing advanced cancer, and there are very limited things doctors can do, pain relief is one of them.

Jian Qing raised his left hand that had been stitched, and said in a low voice, "I don't treat violent medical personnel."

Lu Yinxi was in a hurry to seek medical treatment, and gently tugged at the corner of her clothes: "Doctor Jane, one size fits all, Hippocrates is watching you in the sky, you must have a conscience to be a doctor, you have sworn an oath. "

You can't be so narrow-minded.

Jian Qing looked at her, recalled the oath of medical students and the Hippocratic oath, which was dusty in her heart for a while, and said lightly, leaning forward with her upper body, approaching her, her lips almost touching her earlobe: "Student Lu, I have no conscience."

After speaking, he gently blew hot air into her ear.

The hot air brushed against the pinnae, itching and crisping, which made Lu Yinxi get goosebumps. He covered his ears and staggered back a step, almost falling to the ground.

He glanced at the woman on the sofa.

The woman continued to tap on the keyboard as if nothing had happened.

Don't even look at her.

His chest was pounding, and his ears were so hot that they were about to smoke. Lu Yinxi covered his ears with a blushing face, and rubbed them vigorously.

ill.

If you want to seduce people or tease people, you have to see the target clearly.

She's not a man, so what's the point of blowing into her ear?

Cursing a few words in the bottom of my heart, Lu Yinxi belatedly remembered—

Gold masters and canaries.

Bah, scum!

Lu Yinxi didn't pay attention to Jian Qing any more, and went to pick up the medicine box aggrieved.

The tingling sensation of hot air entering the ears lingered for a long time, while Lu Yinxi felt the scorching hotness of his ears, he couldn't help but wonder whether the ice cube was for both men and women, or he only liked women.

Care what she does? Who cares if she likes men or women!

Another voice of hating iron and steel came out of his mind, Lu Yinxi shook his head, put aside those messy thoughts, and concentrated on digging through the medicine box, looking for some ibuprofen to relieve the pain.

The medicine box is very large, and different medicines and disposable medical devices are placed in different categories.

Lu Yinxi flipped through it, and suddenly found several boxes of morphine hydrochloride tablets in the medicine box, and found a lot of sevoflurane.

Morphine is used to relieve cancer pain and acute severe pain in cancer patients. Sevoflurane is a general anesthetic commonly used in the anesthesiology department, and a small dose can bring people down.

These two drugs are highly addictive, abuse can cause dependence, and overdose can cause death.

In the book, in the later period, Jian Qing used fine anesthetics to kill many people, and finally swallowed and injected a large amount of drugs, lying in the snow, silently waiting for the end of his life.

Seeing Lu Yinxi pawing around for a long time, Jian Qing only grabbed a few boxes of fine anesthetics, walked over, took the medicines in her hand and put them aside.

Lu Yinxi sweated from the pain, his soft hair stuck to his ears, pitiful.

Jian Qing stared at her for a few seconds, stretched out his hand to brush her hair, took an electronic thermometer, and gave her a "beep" on her forehead.

The forehead temperature was 36.8°C, and there was no fever.

"Open your mouth."

The jaw was pinched, this time it wasn't teasing, Lu Yinxi didn't struggle, and opened his mouth obediently: "Ah—"

Cold fingers touched and pressed her jaw, feeling the size of the lymph nodes, she frowned, holding back the pain.

Having seen and touched it, Jian Qing asked, "The pain level ranges from 0 to 10. Would you choose a number to describe it?"

Numerical grading method is a commonly used method for quantitative assessment of pain, from 0 to 10 in ascending order.

Lu Yinxi pursed her mouth: "6, it hurts."

4~6 is considered moderate pain, and there are many patients with severe pain ranging from 7~10 in the oncology department. Jian Qing is not used to it, and looks indifferent, asking: "Do you have any history of gastrointestinal diseases and drug allergies?"

In addition to prescribing the right medicine, you must also take into account the possible toxic and side effects of the medicine. Some medicines are more irritating to the gastric mucosa, some people are allergic to certain medicines, and some medicines cannot be used in combination.

Lu Yinxi recalled the memory of this body for a while, and shook his head: "Neither...nor have I taken any other medicine recently."

Jian Qing took out amoxicillin and metronidazole and handed them to her: "gargle with salt water, take two tablets each, three times a day, take after meals, eat a light diet, don't drink alcohol, take ibuprofen according to the situation."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed some disposable disinfectant gel and rubbed it, turned around and planned to continue to catch up on the paper.

Lu Yinxi grabbed her by the corner of her clothes and refused to let her go.

The corner of the clothes was pulled, Jian Qing stopped, looked at Lu Yinxi, raised her eyebrows slightly.

Lu Yinxi lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The black characters on a white background turned into frames of images, and the image of Jian Qing lying in the snow, waiting to die, kept appearing in his mind.

She wanted to say something, but didn't know whether to say it or not.

The pain was so painful that I didn't have the energy to think about it, hesitated for a while, and then said: "The medicine is for saving lives, so don't use it to do bad things, okay?"

Medicine is for curing diseases and saving lives.

Don't use it to end someone's life.

Don't use it, end your own life.

Jian Qing looked at Lu Yinxi, not understanding why the child suddenly said such strange words.

She looked at the morphine and sevoflurane in the medicine cabinet, thought silently for a moment, and asked, "What bad things can I do, take drugs?"

When she was in the emergency room, she would indeed encounter some criminals who were addicted to drugs, falsely claiming that they had advanced cancer and severe physical pain, and cheated them into injecting morphine.

Lu Yinxi didn't answer, but just clenched the corner of her clothes tightly, as if she would never give up if she couldn't get the promise.

Jian Qing was a little annoyed.

"Okay, I won't do bad things." The tone was still a little cold, but there was a hint of helplessness like coaxing a child, "Go take the medicine and go to the hospital later."

Having received the promise, Lu Yinxi loosened the corners of her clothes, covered her cheeks, and asked, "What are you going to do in the hospital? Didn't you say you'd let me rest in the afternoon?"

Jian Qing glanced at her, stretched out her hand and flicked her forehead lightly: "Take a film, pull out your teeth."

Dental department.

After taking the dental film, the dentist read the film directly on the computer, took another look at Lu Yinxi, and said with a smile: "The little girl has a distinctive appearance, and her teeth are also unique. The two wisdom teeth growing horizontally on the bottom are symmetrical. Pull it out."

Hearing this, Lu Yinxi bulged her cheeks, almost wanting to faint in Jian Qing's arms.

Wisdom teeth grow more freely, horizontally, obliquely, and frontally.

Horizontal growth, the medical term is called transverse impacted teeth, close to the nerve, high risk of extraction, difficult, severe postoperative reaction.

Often, after the effect of the anesthesia wears off, the patient is crying and crying in pain.

Jian Qing showed no mercy: "Take her to pull it out when the inflammation subsides."

The dentist nodded cheerfully: "By the way, let my students observe and learn."

In the teaching hospital, doctors with teaching tasks like patients with typical symptoms the most. When they meet a patient, they can't wait to grab all the students and put their heads on their heads to study.

So, on the day Lu Yinxi pulled his tooth, he was surrounded by interns in white coats.

The dentist held her face and explained to the students slowly: "Look, for her impacted teeth, the gums need to be incised, the **** should be flapped to expose the crowns, and the teeth need to be divided and extracted piece by piece..."

The lights were too dazzling, and the words were too scary, Lu Yinxi closed his eyes, and tightly pinched the corners of his clothes with his fingers.

After the anesthesia takes effect, tooth extraction begins.

It's like putting a construction team in his mouth, hammering, prying and drilling, jingling and clanging, the mouth is filled with the smell of blood, mixed with the latex smell of medical gloves, and there are whispers of students in his ears.

Lu Yinxi frowned to hold back his discomfort, and fully cooperated with the doctor's actions.

No one likes to be used as a teaching specimen, surrounded by a group of strangers, when they are panicking.

But teaching is the foundation of medical inheritance, which is passed on from generation to generation by word of mouth.

There may be painting geniuses and musical geniuses in this world, but in the field of biomedicine, there are no geniuses, only bit by bit accumulation.

The growth of any doctor depends on the accumulation of a large number of cases, which is a field that pays special attention to practice and experience.

Lu Yinxi understood this, and was willing to be a guinea pig for the interns to observe and study.

The final stitches are also handed over to the interns.

The intern was visibly nervous, not to mention that the knot was not smooth, and his hands were still shaking. By the time the sewing was finished, the local anesthesia had worn off.

When Jian Qing finished work and came to pick up Lu Yinxi, Lu Yinxi was sitting quietly with his hands on his knees for infusion.

She bit the cotton swab, looked at Jian Qing, her complexion was pale, her cheeks were swollen like a hamster, she was in so much pain that she couldn't speak a word, her saliva was as painful as a knife.

The dentist boasted, "Your little girl is so good, she can do whatever she asks, and she doesn't cry or make trouble."

Lu Yinxi glanced at the dentist, and silently slandered: That's because the pain is so painful that you don't have the strength to howl, your student's technical level is too poor...

Jian Qing came in from the cold outside, she put her hands on Lu Yinxi's head, rubbed it gently twice, and said calmly: "Don't be deceived by her appearance, she may be cursing in her heart."

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