Chapter 60 Section 1

The results from the operating room came soon, and Ding Yi was asked when he could go there for preoperative preparations. She was impatient and wanted to know what was going on with the operation, so she replied that she could be there at any time, so she was scheduled for one o'clock in the afternoon the next day. She went to the operating room on time, and a young Latin American woman received her, but she didn't tell her how to do the operation as she expected, and she didn't show her the operating room. In an office, she asked her name, age, family address, parents, relatives, and ancestors for three generations, and typed it into the computer while asking, which made her so angry that she asked her: "The first time I came to your hospital to see a doctor. I have filled in the information, don’t you have these things in your computer?”

"There should be, but I haven't tuned it out now." "Why don't you call it out?" "I can call it out, but I'm still asking these questions because I need to verify, it's procedure." She finds it funny, what are you checking?Are you afraid that someone will go crazy and pretend to be me to ask the doctor to cut off the cervix? But she knew that Americans attached great importance to procedures, to the point of dogmatism, and she didn't want to get into trouble with the hospital, so she had to be patient and accompany that person to gossip.

After rambling for a while, the man took out a pamphlet and a few forms and asked her to read them first before deciding whether to sign or not. When she saw the will on the form, she couldn't help feeling very sad. She was really poor and had no inheritance at all. If she died from this operation, she would be completely finished, and she would not be able to leave a penny to her daughter.She hoped that she could get through this and not die on the operating table or suffer from cancer. It would be best if she could get a job in J state, so that she could earn some money for her daughter in her lifetime.

But when she read a few words, she was almost scared to death, what the hell are those!It's exactly like arranging the funeral, and it's just ridiculous sentences such as "if you lose consciousness and the ability to speak, who will decide how to rescue you", "if you become a vegetable, who will decide whether to continue your life". There is also a very scary "comfort": you don't have to sign this document, even if you don't sign it, we will try our best to rescue you, but the rescue we implement may not be what you want, or the insurance company may not pay for it , so please consider carefully, appoint an agent in advance, make decisions for you, and so on.

She asked in panic, "Is my surgery dangerous?" "Any surgery has risks." "Why did Dr. Z say it was just an outpatient operation?" "Is there no risk in outpatient surgery?" "Why do outpatient surgeries still require general anesthesia?" "We don't know. The doctor said we will take general anesthesia." "Is general anesthesia dangerous?" "Anesthesia has risks." "What's the risk? Is there anyone who can't wake up after the numbness passes?" "Of course there is." She fainted from fright, and asked: "Then do I have to do this operation?"

"Since you don't know whether you should perform this operation, let's not do this preoperative preparation. Don't waste my time." She was annoyed: "What's your attitude? I just asked, but I didn't say no to surgery. How could you decide not to prepare me for surgery?" The man was also annoyed: "You are in a very bad mood now, we can't go on with this preoperative preparation." "Then call your boss!" This is a trick she learned in the United States. If you encounter an unreasonable employee, the most effective thing is to "get your boss." Eight out of ten employees will soften their attitude after hearing this sentence.

But this employee was obviously not one of the eight. Not only did he not soften up, but he left her there, walked out of the room by himself, and disappeared. She almost ran away, but as soon as she reached the door, a middle-aged woman stopped her: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let me explain to you: That's it, this will is just a procedure, no matter whether it is a major operation or a minor operation The main reason for doing this is just in case, so as to avoid lawsuits in the future. If you don’t want to sign, you don’t have to sign. You don’t have to worry about your surgery, cervical conization is just a For minor operations, you can go home on the same day and go to work after a day or two of rest."

She reckoned that this person was the leader, and judging by his self-cultivation, he was different, and his words would win people's hearts, which calmed her down immediately. She didn't sign the will in the end, thinking that there was no benefit in signing it. If she got to the point of insanity, it doesn't make much difference who decides how to rescue it. Maybe it's better for the hospital to decide than for her husband to save money, or to save money. Reunite with her lover sooner, maybe call the hospital to cut off her oxygen sooner. She told her sister about the operation, and she said, "I can come and take care of you for a few days."

"No, you have two children to take care of, and you can't leave. Besides, this is not a major operation, it's just an outpatient operation." "But you always need someone to pick you up, right?" "I'll call Ding Ding's father to pick her up." "Does he have time?" "He promised." "Think about it, if you need me to come and help, just let me know." In fact, she very much hoped that her sister would come to accompany her. Ding Ding was still young, her husband was so stubborn, her classmates were unreliable, and her friends were too busy. She didn't even have anyone to talk to.But she thought that her sister was going to work, and she was so far away, and she was dragging two children. It was too tiring to fly here to take care of her, so she should stand up by herself.

She called the Korean again, mainly to ask about the risks of anesthesia. The Korean said: "The anesthesia time for your operation is very short, and there is no risk. Who have you heard that anesthesia has great risks?" She talked about her unhappiness with the Latin American, and the Korean immediately said, "You should sue her!" "Forget it, it's over." "I have to make a complaint even if I pass!" "I complained to her, won't the hospital fire her?" "It's up to the hospital whether to fire or not. But you have to complain about being treated so brutally."

"I can see her appearance and accent. She doesn't look like an American, maybe a Latin American, maybe she doesn't even have a formal identity. If I complain about her, she might be driven back by the hospital." "Then who is to blame? She can only blame herself. You must complain to her, not only to vent your anger for yourself, but also to prevent her from treating others like this in the future. If you dare not complain, you can tell me her name, and I will complain .” "I didn't even notice her name." "It's okay, I can find out." She persuaded the Korean a few words, but she didn't persuade her, so she didn't want to say any more.If that Latino suffers because of the Korean's complaint, that's his own fault. On the day of the operation, if she hadn't reminded her husband again, he must have forgotten it.She had brought the baby back and caught him in the kitchen, where he was filling a lunch box. She said, "Is there still food for today?" "Why don't you bring it?" "Aren't I going to have surgery at noon today?" He said angrily, "I've forgotten about it, and I haven't made any arrangements." She said angrily: "Then you go to work, I will drive to the hospital by myself, you remember to pick up Ding Ding from school, and when the hospital calls you, you can drive to pick me up again." He was relieved: "That's it." "I drove the car to the hospital, and you picked me up when I came back, wouldn't my car stay in the hospital?" He said without hesitation: "Then ask Xiao Wen to help drive it back." She was annoyed when she heard the word "Little Wen". If he asked Koreans or French for help, she would definitely agree.But the first thing he thought of was Xiao Wen, which made her very angry.He had already been told not to get too close to Xiao Wen, but he ignored it, and was the first to think of Xiao Wen whenever something happened. If Xiao Wen was asked to drive her car back, it meant that he had to drive Xiao Wen to the hospital, and after the car drove back to her home, he had to send Xiao Wen back to the laboratory.Hmph, her HPV might have come from Xiao Wen, she didn't want to see Xiao Wen, let alone give them a chance to be together alone, so she said firmly, "No, you should drive me to the hospital .” He didn't object, just said: "It's still early, I'll go to work first, and I'll come back to see you off later." At eleven o'clock, before he came back, she called his laboratory. As usual, Xiao Wen answered, and the acquaintance said familiarly: "Are you asking the boss to take you to the hospital? I'll call him." She was so angry that her eyes turned green. With such a big mouth, she told the people in the laboratory everything again. Did she think that this operation was a glorious event, worthy of being broadcast in the laboratory? The husband came to answer the phone and asked innocently, "Hello?" She reminded, "It's eleven o'clock, and you're still not back?" "Didn't you say surgery at twelve o'clock?" "It's surgery at twelve o'clock, but you don't need time to drive back? Don't you need time to drive to the hospital?" "Oh, I'll be right back." She packed up her things and waited for him on the first floor.As soon as his car drove up to the door, she went out with her bag, locked the door of the house, got into his car, and drove slowly, and finally she was not late. When the car arrived at the hospital gate, he didn't even get out of the car, thinking that it would be over by throwing her at the hospital gate. She was so angry that she scolded, "You won't come in with me?" "I don't have a place to park my car." "There's valet parking here, don't you see?" The young man who parked the car for someone in the hospital had already come to the car, and she commanded, "Park the car, and just get out." He got out of the car stupidly, and the young man gave him a sign, and she greeted and said, "Okay, let's go, he will park for us, you will come out later, use this sign to pick up the car, and he will drive the car to Come here and give it back to you." "Oh, so good!" "Let's go in." "I need to go in too?" "You are the one who picks me up, and you have to sign the hospital form." He followed her into the surgery building awkwardly. She first went to the front desk to register, then filled out some forms, and signed several letters, one of which required the signature of the accompanying person.Maybe it was the pile of forms that frightened him, so he asked a little nervously, "Is the operation a big one?" "I don't know, it's all anesthesia anyway." "Why do you need all the anesthesia?" "You don't even know as a doctor, how would I know?" The last thing he saw was anyone doubting his medical skills, and when he heard this, he became angry from embarrassment, but he didn't attack, he just took his form and read it seriously, as if he was afraid of signing a contract of prostitution. Her cell phone rang, she picked it up, and it was her tutor calling: "I wish you a smooth operation, if you need help, please call me anytime." Her heart was hot, her nose was sore, and she thanked her repeatedly. The husband asked, "Who is it?" "My mentor." "Why is he calling you now?" "Why not, I wish my operation a smooth operation." He looked at her suspiciously: "It's not your tutor, it's Professor Se, right?" "Professor Se doesn't even know about my operation!" "How could he not know?" "Who is he to me? Why should I tell him? Do you think everyone is like you, and everything is broadcast all over the world?" "Then how does your mentor know?" "Because I have meetings with him every week, I have to ask him for leave. Huh, you don't care about other things, you care about these things, don't you?" "I don't want to be cuckolded." "You better take care of yourself!" After completing the formalities, the front desk staff enthusiastically introduced: "The companions can also follow in, there is a place to wait inside." Knowing that he would not be willing to wait outside the operating room for hours, she asked, "Can he wait outside?" "Okay, we will call and ask him to pick you up then." She let him go: "Go to the laboratory, they will call you later. Remember to pick up Tintin." He seemed embarrassed to leave, she said it again, and he grunted, "I'm useless here anyway", and left confidently. She sat down on a chair in the waiting area, and her sister also called. She was talking on the phone, but her eyes were fixed on an old couple opposite. She sat there with her fingers clasped. Which one of yours had an operation, and she almost shed tears when she saw it. They are the couple who share weal and woe. As long as you have such hands that you can hold tightly, no kind of operation is terrible, because you are in this world. If you have support, you will not be alone.Thinking about herself, she is really like a lonely boat, she relies on herself for everything, even performing surgery alone. If it weren't for the care of her sister, mentor, and Koreans, she really doesn't know how she would survive all this. She was quickly called into the operating area, but it was not an operating room, just a place for preparatory work. It was a small room separated by a curtain. The curtain in front was not closed, and she could see passing doctors and nurses. A nurse came over, introduced herself, verified her identity, put a paper bracelet on her wrist with her name and the name of the operation printed on it, and gave her a pair of knitted shoes, like socks, but the soles of the feet There are rubber-like things that look like shoe soles, and a doll's head is printed on the toes.She thought that her daughter would like these shoes very much, she was a little reluctant to wear them, and wanted to keep them for her daughter, but she was embarrassed to be so greedy for money, so she changed them. The nurse gave her a loose gown and told her to go to the bathroom and change.She went to the bathroom, stripped naked, put on her robe, and went back to her little room. Then there was a steady stream of asking questions and filling out forms, but not by her, but by the nurses.Just to verify her identity, it took no less than five times. Everyone first verified her identity and asked her what surgery she had done, as if she was always afraid that some neuropathy would replace her to undergo the operation. When the procedure was over, the nurse gave her an IV. After a while, a handsome anesthesiologist came and asked questions, verified her identity, etc., and chatted with her friendly for a while.She thought this was the person who was going to anesthetize her, but she was mistaken, this wasn't it, so she asked a question, and disappeared without anesthesia. Then Dr. Z came on stage, carrying big bags and small bags, not like a doctor about to enter the operating room, but like a mother dragging her daughter to the park. Dr. Z did not verify her identity, but only gave her a list with the date of the next meeting, one or two painkillers, and postoperative precautions, and then disappeared. After Dr. Z left, another handsome guy appeared, younger than the anesthetist just now, and he claimed to be an anesthesia assistant.She didn't understand why all the anesthetists were so handsome. Could it be that general anesthesia was not done with anesthesia, but with a handsome guy's smile? The handsome anesthetized guy also verified her identity, and asked her if she knew what surgery she was doing. She answered correctly, and the handsome guy took out a needle and told her: "I'm going to start adding anesthesia to your intravenous fluid now." Medicine." She only saw the handsome guy get the needle, but before she saw the handsome guy pull out the needle, she was paralyzed.