Chapter 5: Must Apply for a Transfer
Chapter 5: Must Apply for a Transfer
“Uh… are you okay?”
Anran props herself up on her elbows. The nurse’s eyes slowly focus on her neck, and then she sways a bit, her face showing a hint of hesitation and struggle. After a moment, she appears to become indifferent again and simply hangs a bottle of medication on the IV stand beside Anran’s bed.
What is even stranger is that the nurse says nothing and does not administer any injections or IV fluids. She just slowly turns around and, like a scene from a silent film in slow motion, meanders out through the gap in the curtain.
This nurse must be seriously ill!
Sitting on the bed, Anran furrows her brows, feeling quite uncomfortable. Why hasn’t any doctor or nurse noticed the nurse’s severe condition? What if she infects the new mothers or their babies?
Thinking this, Anran feels she has to get up and check what kind of medication the nurse has hung for her. She can’t have random fluids administered; what if her daughter needs to be fed once she leaves the neonatal department?
Struggling, Anran gets off the bed with difficulty. The incision from her episiotomy hurts sharply, causing her to grimace in pain. She bends over, bracing herself on the bed, and takes several deep breaths before standing upright. She reaches for the IV stand to examine the medication bottle.
What kind of medication is it? Anran can’t see clearly because the bottle is smeared with some unknown liquid, resembling the yellow phlegm coughed up by a sick person, which gets on her hand. She quickly throws the bottle in the trash and goes to the bathroom to wash her hands.
For someone who has just given birth less than ten hours ago, this is incredibly painful. People who haven’t given birth or undergone a cesarean section wouldn’t understand. With the reduction in abdominal pressure after delivery, Anran feels as if her internal organs are all falling downward.
She can’t bear it and has to bend over to lift her still swollen belly, feeling somewhat better, though it is still extremely uncomfortable. Even breathing feels like a struggle.
Although it is only a few steps from the delivery bed to the bathroom, Anran feels it is so far away. Once she finally gets to the bathroom, she turns on the faucet to wash the yellow phlegm off her hands. As she washes, the water from the faucet gradually turns yellow, deepening with each passing moment.
Standing at the sink, Anran stares in disbelief at the water turning almost black. As she looks down, her frustration slowly begins to rise.
Although this hospital isn’t the most expensive, it isn’t cheap either. Anran has compared all the hospitals in Xiangcheng during her pregnancy and chose this one in the Xing District because its obstetrics and gynecology department is the best among all hospitals in Xiangcheng.
However, having the best medical technology is pointless if the environment and the attitude of the staff are poor, which diminishes the overall quality of the hospital.
She decides that she will request a transfer to another hospital. Thinking about her daughter still in the neonatal department, Anran feels that with the current environment and the nurse's quality at this hospital, they might not be able to properly care for her daughter. She has to apply for a transfer!