Until he was close enough to reach out and touch her, he stopped and carefully observed her current state.
Her body was curled up in the bed like a shrimp, like a cat, with both hands clutching the blanket in her sleep, like a small animal unwilling to move even half a step away from the warmth of the bed. The bed for companions was narrow, and the edge of the blanket had slipped off the bed, letting in a bit of cold air.
He judged that she was cold and was going to freeze. Cao Yong imdiately bent down to tuck her in. His hands tucked the edges of the blanket up to her neck and saw that there was a bluish tint under her eyes; her fatigue was very evident. Her breathing was long, a sign that she was sleeping deeply. It also showed that she was so tired today that her brain had completely shut down into a dormant state, so much so that being this close, she didn’t notice a thing.
Seeing her in such a state made one’s heart ache.
The furrow in Cao Yong’s brow hadn’t relaxed the whole ti. He knew she was a very strong person, which was exactly what he feared most—that she would tire herself out.
He extended his right hand to feel her forehead, checking if she had a fever from being too exhausted. Confirming that there were no signs of illness for the ti being, Cao Yong exhaled lightly. He thought about what he should do next.
When would she be willing to let him or anyone else help instead of being excessively strong on her own? Just like when she had helped him out of a difficult situation before, he wanted to help her out of one too.
"Dr. Cao." Soone called out from behind.
Cao Yong imdiately turned his head back and raised his middle finger to the other person, gesturing to keep quiet.
The ergency duty doctor who called him quickly shut his mouth.
After carefully ensuring she wasn’t disturbed, Cao Yong straightened up and turned to walk out with the on-duty doctor.
Back at the nurse’s station, Cao Yong, wanting the patient’s dical records, asked the on-duty doctor, "Doctor Yao, what is her cousin’s condition?"
The other doctor’s badge had the surna Yao written on it.
The young Doctor Yao knew that the boss didn’t recognize him before, so it didn’t stop him from being sowhat nervous and cautiously answering Cao Yong’s questions: "A nurse just inford that Dr. Cao wanted to see a certain ergency patient’s dical records. This Xiao Shugang was transferred from X Province People’s Hospital to our Guozhi Ergency this evening. He is to be transferred through ergency to our hospital’s internal dicine departnt. So the dical records brought by him during the transfer were taken by Dr. Shim’s team from internal dicine departnt. Now, in the dical record folder, there are only temporary orders from their team, including examinations needed for hospital admission tomorrow and monitoring orders for his observation in the ergency departnt tonight. No special treatnt has been given to the patient for now, and his condition is relatively stable. The next step in treatnt depends on Dr. Shim’s team’s decision; it might wait for the results of other tests."
After listening to his lengthy explanation, Cao Yong asked, "They haven’t written an admission history yet?"
"No. They plan to write it when the patient is transferred to the cardiology departnt tomorrow," he replied.
In the ergency departnt, if a patient hasn’t completed admission procedures and hasn’t established an inpatient record, essentially doctors only write a brief summary of the condition and orders in the patient’s outpatient and ergency record book. Cao Yong was aware of this; the question he needed to ask remained unchanged: "What is the patient’s illness?"
"It seems to be—" Doctor Yao had just responded with these three words when he suddenly realized that the boss’s eyes opposite him lit up like the shadowless lamp in an operating room, shining directly at him.
In clinical practice, when a senior doctor asks a question, the least acceptable responses are these: it seems to be, it appears to be, it might be.
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