In addition to observing the drainage bottle, Xie Wanying's eyes focused on the heart monitor placed at the head of the patient's bed. The electrocardiogram displayed on the screen rose and fell, with occasional large fluctuations in heart rate, all indicating that the patient's cardiac activity was not stable.
During the day, no infusion had started, and Xie Wanying had no way of knowing what medication her cousin was currently using. According to what her cousin's wife said last night, the patient was receiving few medications now, including antibiotics.
The patient in bed 21 by the door saw someone and called out, "Doctor Chiang, have you eaten?"
"I have." The person answered in a restrained voice, their footsteps quick. The pace in the tertiary hospital had always been fast, and doctors walking like the wind were common.
Soon, a young male doctor in his twenties appeared in the ward.
