Chapter 303 Late Night Dialysis

"An Nan, if you are sleepy, you can go to the duty room and take a nap. I still have some medical records to fill in, and I think I will have to do it very late."

The nephrologist's office is brightly lit. The doctor on duty tonight, Dr. An, is sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard. She is about thirty years old and has a bare face. From her protruding belly, it is easy to see that she does not have many days left before giving birth.

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Du Annan was indeed so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but Teacher An was still staying up late with the baby in her belly. How could she go to bed alone first?

"It's okay, Teacher An, I'm here with you."

"You kid!"

The clock slowly reached eleven o'clock, and there was no one in the corridor of the ward. The only sounds in the quiet ward seemed to be the sound of Dr. An typing on the keyboard, and the sound of Du Annan trying to overcome the hiccups.

Du Annan lay on the desk, trying hard to look at Dr. An's petite back with her eyes open, thinking that being a doctor is really hard work. She has to work night shifts and stay up late while pregnant with the baby. As a doctor, she knows best that staying up late is not good for the baby.

But there is no way.

The training of a doctor requires a lot of time, and a doctor who can work alone at night requires sufficient theoretical knowledge, clinical experience, and the psychological quality to remain calm in times of crisis.

All these require time to settle, so a qualified night-time doctor is almost reaching middle age.

When people reach middle age, many things cannot be controlled by themselves, such as giving birth to a second child.

In order to respond to the country's two-child policy and prevent their naughty children from being too lonely in childhood, female doctors in the Department of Nephrology became pregnant one after another. For a time, the department was seriously short of manpower.

Although the director also wanted to be considerate of pregnant lesbians and try not to let them work night shifts, but as more and more pregnant female doctors became pregnant, the director could only treat them equally.

Just when Du Annan's eyelids were so heavy that she could hardly bear it, she suddenly saw Dr. An bending down and hugging her belly, which seemed uncomfortable.

In an instant, Du Annan woke up and asked very nervously: "Teacher An, what's wrong with you? Do you feel sick in your stomach?"

"It's okay. The baby probably doesn't want me to stay up late and rebel in the belly." Dr. An rubbed his belly and said in a relatively relaxed tone.

Du Anan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help complaining: "The department is so inhumane. Even teachers who are six or seven months pregnant have to work night shifts. I used to be in the cardiology department too, and the teachers in the cardiology department are busy at night.

Running around, I feel worried for her."

Dr. An had been typing on the keyboard for a long time. At this time, his eyes were a little sore, so he simply turned his chair around and chatted with Du Annan: "This is how hospitals are, and there is no use complaining."

"We doctors are a little better. After all, we mainly use our brains and mouths. The nurses are actually the most tired."

"An Nan, you may not have been to the intensive care unit. Many nurses there will take a break on the last day of pregnancy in order to save more maternity leave. I have seen it in the intensive care unit before. They were still working in the morning, and they were busy all morning.

It felt like I didn’t feel the fetal movements until I had time to eat at noon, and then I went directly to the operating table to give birth to the baby in the afternoon.”

Du Annan's eyes widened: "Is this okay?"

Dr. An smiled and said: "When you are in the world, you can't help yourself."

Having said this, Dr. An couldn't help but sigh and said: "I'm planning to take maternity leave in the last two months anyway. I got pregnant relatively early. When I took leave, the staff in the department was quite sufficient. I can wait for the next wave of pregnant women."

If you ask for leave again, the director probably won’t let go so easily.”

"The last two months of pregnancy are the most dangerous. I have heard from many doctors and nurses that if their babies were not saved in the last two months, many would even resign and leave their clinical positions because of this."

Du Annan had actually heard similar news before, and she could only sigh helplessly.

Dr. An smiled softly. She actually didn't want Du Annan to have too much resistance to the doctor's profession during the internship stage, so she thought about it and said:

"But there are always two sides to everything. Although being a doctor is very tiring and hard, the sense of accomplishment that fills your heart when you see patients slowly being cured and their condition gradually improving cannot be replaced."

"Anyway, I personally don't regret becoming a doctor."

Du Annan looked at Dr. An, nodded, and smiled: "Well, me too, at least for now."

at this time.

The night shift nurse suddenly knocked on the office door. She did not open the door, but just loudly said outside the door:

"Dr. An, the patient in bed four is dishonest. The teacher in the dialysis room wants to ask if he can give him some sedatives or sleeping pills, otherwise he won't be able to continue dialysis."

Dr. An said: "Okay, I understand, I'll go over and take a look right away."

Immediately there was the sound of footsteps outside the door. The night shift nurse still had a lot of things to do. The patient's dishonesty was just a trivial matter. After the report, the night shift nurse still had a lot of work to deal with.

Doctor An's stomach was obviously not very comfortable yet. He frowned and tried to hold her up. Du Annan quickly pushed her down on the seat and said, "Teacher An, let me go see the patient. I am responsible for the patient in bed four.

I am quite familiar with his condition."

Dr. An thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, you go and have a look first. If it doesn't work, come back and call me. The patient is just uncooperative. It's best to persuade him to cooperate and give him sedatives or sleeping pills."

,not too good."

"Well, I understand." Du Annan nodded.

After saying that, Du Anan quickly turned around and walked out of the office, as if he was afraid that if he slowed down, Teacher An would change his mind.

There was no heating in the corridor of the hospital. It was already late at night and the chill was so strong that Du Annan couldn't help but shiver as soon as he walked out of the office.

The corridor was quiet, but if you listened carefully, you could still hear whispers, teeth grinding, and snoring coming from each ward. These sounds mixed together made Du Annan couldn't help but speed up his pace.

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Soon, she arrived at the four-bed ward.

As soon as he entered the ward, Du Annan saw a piece of steel machinery.

A complex machine almost as tall as a person was crowded in the narrow corridor of the ward. It was covered with complex mechanisms. Dark red pipes were stuffed into the mechanisms. Du Anan understood that the dark red color inside the pipes was exactly what was inside the patient's body.

Blood.

Uremic patients, maintenance hemodialysis, CRRT.

The patient's blood is pulled out of the body, and the toxins and excess water in the blood are replaced by the artificial kidney to achieve the goal of hemodialysis treatment.

"Finally someone is here in your ward!"

Du Annan was looking at the hemodialysis machine. The busy nurse in the dialysis room couldn't help but started to express her bitterness: "Since I came to your ward, this patient has been moving around. Hemodialysis treatment must be kept calm. How come he can't keep calm for a long time?"

Can’t be quiet for even a second?!”
Chapter completed!