nucmednet Chapter 306: Little Choubao Pooped
Chapter 306: Little Choubao Pooped
In that huge and bustling shopping mall, the crowds of people surged like a rushing river. In Jiang Chengyu's deep eyes, there were only various commodities in the milk powder area.
His eyes wandered between the shelves intently. Every time he picked up a type of milk powder, he would carefully examine the ingredient list and compare them. Finally, his eyes fell on a can of milk powder. He nodded with satisfaction and gently put it into the shopping cart.
Afterwards, he paced over to the baby bottle area, and his slender fingers moved between the bottles of different textures, either touching them lightly or picking them up to examine them, carefully comparing their quality.
After a while, he picked out four or five bottles of different sizes and some highly absorbent diapers. He put away everything he thought the baby might need without hesitation.
The shopping cart was stuffed to the brim, and he pushed it towards the cashier. When checking out, he skillfully placed the items on the cashier one by one with both hands, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and that smile was like a flower blooming in spring, showing his inner joy without reservation.
Soon, Jiang Chengyu walked out of the shopping mall carrying large and small bags. After placing the things in the business car, he drove into the rolling traffic.
The business car stood out among the hustle and bustle of traffic. Its body reflected a shiny luster under the sunlight, as if it was galloping along with the owner's happy mood.
Soon, he parked the car steadily in front of the old restaurant. After getting out of the car, he walked briskly into the store. After a while, he walked out happily with a bowl of confinement soup. His brisk steps seemed to be carried by the wind.
Jiang Chengyu, in a happy mood, set out on his return journey again, driving towards the hospital exhausted.
The car stopped in the hospital parking lot. He pulled the handbrake, got out of the car, holding the heavy baby supplies in both hands, strode into the hospital lobby, and went straight to the elevator.
Seeing that the elevator door was about to close, he hurriedly shouted, "Wait a moment."
Wu Lan was quick to press the door-opening button. Jiang Chengyu walked into the elevator with a little panic, only to find that Zhang Zhekun and Wei Guoqing were standing at the innermost part of the elevator, guarding Song Wenxuan.
Luo Jinxi and Wu Lan stood near the door. Wu Lan smiled and reached out to press the close button, jokingly saying, "Are you buying the entire supermarket?"
Jiang Chengyu was a little embarrassed and just smiled. At this time, Luo Jinxi saw Jiang Chengyu carrying baby supplies and became even more angry.
She frowned and twitched her nose slightly. She smelled a strange smell coming from Jiang Chengyu. She covered her nose with contempt and said with love and anger: "Are you unhygienic?"
Jiang Chengyu noticed Luo Jinxi's disgusted expression and apologized hurriedly: "I'm sorry!"
At the same time, he took a small step towards the elevator door uncomfortably, trying to create some distance.
Seeing this, Wu Lan asked, "Which floor are you on?" in order to ease the awkward atmosphere.
Jiang Chengyu responded softly: "8th floor." Wu Lan then helped him press the button for the 8th floor.
The elevator slowly rose, and when it reached the floor where Luo Jinxi and the others were going to check on Song Wenxuan, Luo Jinxi said unkindly, "Make way."
Jiang Chengyu quickly turned aside, Wu Lan was the first to walk out of the elevator, followed by Zhang Zhekun, Wei Guoqing and Song Wenxuan. Finally, Luo Jinxi said coldly: "Old man Song Wenxuan will be examined today, and the results will be out soon; you should be ready for surgery at any time."
Jiang Chengyu answered concisely: "Okay!" Then the elevator door slowly closed. Jiang Chengyu raised his arm and sniffed, and suddenly remembered the reason.
Xiaoyue's water broke yesterday. He rushed Xiaoyue to the hospital in a panic and carried Xiaoyue into the car. He did not return home all night, and his clothes were covered with the smell of sweat and amniotic fluid.
The elevator arrived at the eighth floor. Jiang Chengyu walked out of the elevator and went straight to Ward 8016.
When I opened the door, I saw Song Shijie happily holding Choubao, with a smile on his face so bright that the lines at the corners of his eyes seemed to be able to pinch mosquitoes to death.
Rong Shishan saw Jiang Chengyu carrying a lot of things in his hands, and hurried forward to help take them.
Jiang Chengyu smiled and said, "Slow down, put it on the coffee table; be careful not to spill the soup!"
Song Shijie asked with a smile: "Cheng Yu, what did you buy?"
Jiang Chengyu replied with a smile while cleaning up: "I bought milk powder for Choubao. He didn't eat anything last night and only drank water. Choubao needs to eat something today."
Then, he said to Shen Rou, "Aunt Shen, please pour out the confinement soup for Xiao Yue and let her drink it while it's hot."
Shen Rou took the thermos bucket and said with emotion while busying herself with the actions at hand: "Thanks to Cheng Yu's carefulness, I would be so flustered and at a loss when I was anxious!"
Jiang Chengyu took out the small and large bottles from the shopping bag, put them in a larger basin, turned on the kettle on the coffee table, added water and boiled it.
Rong Shishan looked at his skilled movements and joked with a smile: "Smelly boy, have you ever been to the training center for confinement nannies?"
Jiang Chengyu smiled and said, "Actually, the requirements for little guitar are quite high, so I just got used to it naturally!"
Song Shijie also smiled and said, "In the final analysis, it is you, a child, who is very careful and observant."
At this moment, head nurse Ma came in and saw the child crying. She came over and greeted him enthusiastically, "Mr. Song, give me the child. I'll see if he has wet his pants."
Jiang Chengyu hurriedly took out a pack of diapers and said, "Nurse Ma, I bought diapers." Rong Shishan hurriedly took the diapers and followed Nurse Ma to the bedside.
Head Nurse Ma had a loving smile on her face. She laid the child flat, gently opened the swaddling clothes, and said with a smile, "Oh, the little stinky baby has pooped. No wonder he was crying so hard!"
Jiang Chengyu prepared the milk powder, tested the temperature on his arm, and watched with focused eyes as Head Nurse Ma skillfully cleaned Choubao's butt.
Soon, Head Nurse Ma changed the diaper and wrapped it up. Jiang Chengyu walked over impatiently, "Give me your stinky baby! You need to eat after you poop."
Head Nurse Ma smiled and said, "Professor Jiang is right. Pay attention to the temperature test."
Jiang Chengyu looked at the stinky baby in his arms tenderly and said softly, "I know, stinky baby, you're hungry, right? Come, little daddy will feed you."
Song Shijie looked at Jiang Chengyu with admiration and a happy smile as he fed his grandson seriously and sensibly.
His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the past, and his heart was filled with shame.
Thinking back then, everyone ignored the fact that Jiang Chengyu was just a child and forced him to do many unspeakable things.
In order to save his son, he was beaten to a bloody pulp in an underground boxing ring; he fought five consecutive battles and protected Xiaoji with his own life.
In order to have an heir for the Song family, he disobeyed Xiaoji and asked her to take sperm for surrogacy. At this moment, Song Shijie's heart was in pain, as if he was ashamed of the past.
In Dr. Liu's office filled with the smell of disinfectant, Wu Lan and Luo Jinxi sat quietly with serious expressions.
Doctor Liu stood in front of the reading light, pointed at the film professionally and attentively, and began to explain Song Wenxuan's examination results in detail.
"Mr. Song suffers from extremely serious coronary heart disease. The problem of coronary atherosclerosis is quite difficult, and has caused stenosis of multiple blood vessels, resulting in a serious lack of blood supply to the myocardium.
Taking the angiography results as an example, the degree of stenosis in the proximal left anterior descending artery has exceeded 80%, and there are also multiple severe stenoses in the circumflex artery.
This situation is like several key "roads" supplying blood to the heart being blocked by a large amount of "debris", so the heart is always in an extreme "ischemia and hypoxia" predicament.
Moreover, he also suffers from arrhythmia, which means his heart beats irregularly and becomes disordered from time to time, which undoubtedly further increases the already heavy burden on his heart. "
Dr. Liu paused for a moment and continued, “If we were to perform surgery on him, we would encounter many difficult challenges.
Take coronary artery bypass surgery as an example. Just finding the right vascular graft material is not an easy task. It is necessary to ensure that its length and diameter are just right, and the quality of the vascular wall must meet the stringent requirements of the bypass.
And when anastomosing the blood vessels, it is an extremely delicate operation that must be performed under a microscope. Every stitch is closely related to whether the blood vessels can be unobstructed and whether the heart function can be successfully restored after the operation.
Furthermore, the treatment of arrhythmias requires extremely precise positioning of the abnormal pacemaker during surgery, and then the use of radiofrequency ablation technology to eliminate it. At the same time, extreme caution must be exercised to avoid damaging the surrounding normal myocardial tissue.
This is a complex set of problems. I am not sure about the operation at the moment. I need an extremely experienced doctor to perform the operation. I am fine as an assistant. "
Luo Jinxi's face was solemn when he heard this, and he just said calmly: "His chief surgeon Jiang Chengyu came with our police and is in your hospital."
When Dr. Liu heard this, his eyes lit up and his face was full of surprise. He quickly said, "You mean Professor Jiang? It will be foolproof if he does it. It's my honor to have the opportunity to witness Professor Jiang's superb medical skills again."
Seeing Dr. Liu so excited, Luo Jinxi couldn't help but ask with disdain, "Is he that powerful?"
Doctor Liu and Wu Lan looked at each other, and then nodded heavily at the same time, giving Jiang Chengyu higher affirmation with this silent action.
It seemed that in their hearts, Jiang Chengyu was the best person to create miracles. His medical skills and prestige had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and could not be questioned.
In the slightly quiet yet a little tense hospital elevator, Wei Guoqing and Zhang Zhekun stood on the left and right of Song Wenxuan, carefully accompanying him.
Song Wenxuan's face was a little pale and tired, but there was an indescribable determination in his eyes. The nurse standing in front of the elevator had a solemn face, holding a pile of daily necessities steadily in her hands.
The number in the elevator was slowly climbing up to the 8th floor. With a slight "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened. The nurse took the lead and walked out of the elevator lightly and quickly, followed closely by Wei Guoqing and the other three.
The four of them walked along the quiet corridor and soon arrived at ward 8013VIP.
The nurse gently pushed open the white door and walked in first. Then she turned slightly and said to Song Wenxuan politely and gently:
"Mr. Song, this is the ward that Mr. Song specially arranged for you. You can rest well today. The surgery is scheduled for 10 o'clock tomorrow morning.
A doctor will come over later to explain some precautions and matters. If you don’t have any requests, I will leave first!"
Song Wenxuan just nodded slightly without saying anything. Seeing this, the nurse gently placed the daily necessities in her hand on the ground, then turned around quietly and left the ward silently.
Song Wenxuan walked slowly towards the sofa in the ward. Every step seemed to use up all his strength. His figure seemed a little lonely and desolate in the ward.
He walked to the sofa and then slowly sat down, as if this sitting down had drained all his energy.
Wei Guoqing looked at Song Wenxuan with concern. He took a few steps forward, stared at him closely, and said earnestly:
"Mr. Song, you have a good rest. The two of us will be guarding the door. If you need anything, just call us."
Song Wenxuan's eyes were still empty and unfocused. He just nodded silently without giving any further response.
His thoughts seemed to have drifted to the unknown operation tomorrow, and the ward fell into silence for a moment.