＂Angelic＂ in white

"Angelic" in white

I have been thinking for a long time, but now I have decided to write down my experience in the hospital for everyone to appreciate. If the format is wrong, please forgive me.

　　In October 2006, I was admitted to the hospital for treatment due to illness and confirmed that I needed to undergo an open surgery. I forgot the specific date of the surgery, but I only remember it was Wednesday.On Tuesday, the doctor told me that I could not leave, could not eat, I could only eat some liquid food, and I also had to prepare preoperatively.

　　I don’t know what was the preoperative preparation, so I found a nurse to ask, including: skin preparation, enema, etc.I haven't done enema before, and I don't know if it's painful, but I'm looking forward to it. It should be quite interesting to ask the beautiful nurse to give it to us enema^_^.

　　I stayed in the ward for a day, and no nurse paid attention to me. Forget it, fortunately, there are some H-texts and A-films in my notebook, so it’s good to pass the time.In the afternoon, I secretly ran home, took a shower, got some things, and put the car down.

　　I forgot to explain that I am in Qingdao. It is said that I am the most beautiful 3A hospital with nurses. Most of the nurses are young girls who have just graduated from nursing schools. They only sign temporary employment contracts with these young nurses. They sign once a year, and the nurse's salary is not high.I live in a three-person ward. I originally wanted to find a single room, but unfortunately there is no such dilapidated hospital. The single room is only in the high-ranking official area. I am not a high-ranking official, so I had to squeeze in a three-person room.It's gone too far, then again.(By the way, don’t ask which hospital this is. I won’t tell you. Let me tell you, it’s too dangerous for me/that nurse. Haha)

　　I waited until the evening, and the doctors got off work. I couldn't wait anymore, so I ran to the nurse's station and asked: Didn't I say that I would have surgery tomorrow and pre-operative preparations today?Why no one cares about me?

　　The nurse on duty looked at the operation list and it was indeed my first operation the next morning.(Everyone knows that if you want surgery, you will do the first one. At that time, anesthesiologists and others were just starting to work and were relatively sober. The later they did, the worse they were. I was the first one, but the red envelope was exchanged for).

　　The nurse on duty said: You can wait in the ward, and you will be called in a while.

　　I went back to the ward to stay for a long time, and coaxed my wife away during this period, patted her chest and said: Isn’t it just an enema? You don’t have to be here. I, a man, can still bear this pain.You can just come before I get into the surgery tomorrow morning.Actually, I was thinking in my mind that it was awkward to show a big PP to the nurse in front of my wife.

　　At around 6 o'clock in the evening, a nurse called: ** bed, come here to prepare the skin.(The so-called skin preparation means shaving off all the skin and hairs in the surgical part, which is an important step to avoid infection. Because it is abdominal surgery, think about it, it is not a big deal to scratch the hairs on the stomach.)

　　Entering the disposal room, two nurses came in, one tall and the other short.The tall one is called a short one, and when you look at the badge, the short one is a regular nurse, and the tall one is an intern nurse, that is, the nursing school has not yet graduated.They all wore masks, and they couldn't tell whether they were beautiful or not. They had eyes and corners. The shorter one was probably twenty-five or six tall one, and the intern nurse was at most eighteen or nineteen.For the sake of convenience, the shortest one is B and the tallest one is A.

　　"Lying in the bed," B said.

　　I looked at the disposal bed next to me and lay down on it. A piece of disposable plastic cloth was already laid on it.Lying on it, looking at the ceiling, listening to them preparing tools.

　　After a while, B said, "Raise your clothes and untie your pants."

　　I was also very obedient, lifted my running suit to my chest and untied the rope of my sweatpants, but didn't take it off.(By the way, it’s best to wear sportswear when you are hospitalized for surgery, so as to save the hassle of zippers/buckles/belts and so on)

　　"Take off your pants," B said

　　Hey, why do you still have to take off your pants?I thought to myself, but I didn't dare to ask, so I took it down a little, just so I didn't show YJ.

　　"You have to go down and take it to your knees"

　　For the first time, I showed YJ in front of two girls, and I guess my face must have turned red.

　　There is no way, this is the hospital, so I can only listen to them.——As required

　　At this time, A and B came over and stood beside me.Since there are no pillows on the disposal bed, I can only see the ceiling.

　　I felt a hand, I wiped something on my belly, and then I felt the shaver shaving around my belly, and I wiped off all the shaved hair from time to time.

　　Thinking about this, I was lit up in front of two girls, and slowly, I felt a little.However, I tried hard to tell myself: Take a deep breath, don’t be so embarrassing. People in their thirties are so uncontrollable.

　　At this time, he listened to B and said, "Come on, next, you come."

　　I felt something rubbing on my lower abdomen, and then the shaver started shaving the hair on my lower abdomen. The hand was shaking a little, probably it was intern nurse A.

　　I was still trying hard to suppress myself and constantly reminded myself to "hold it, hold it back, don't raise the gun."

　　After a while, the lower abdomen was shaved. As soon as I reached out to lift my pants, B said, "Don't move, I still have to shave the hair below."

　　"No, the doctor said it was abdominal surgery, and he only spoke next to the navel."

　　"Then you also need to shave the hair below. If there is a problem during the operation and the blade needs to be expanded, it will be too late to shave again. Moreover, the hair below is dense, which is easy to hide dirt and may cause infection, so it must be scraped."

　　I thought to myself: It’s so miserable. I have never shaved my hair before when I grow up so big. This time I will become a feather-lossed cock.I thought about it, but at this time I could only look at the ceiling and didn't dare to look at the nurse's eyes. I used my hand to cover my eyes and just pretended to be sleeping for a while.

　　Then, I felt one hand smearing something on my skin on my YJ, and after a while, it was a razor shaving again.In order to clean up, the other hand pressed YJ on me. At this time, I couldn't help it. YJ began to resist upwards and wanted to stand up.

　　After scraping the YJ, A pressed YJ to the left and began to process the hair on the right side of YJ according to the program.At this time, I obviously felt YJ congestion and swelling.

　　At this moment, I heard A and B say in a low voice: "This is swollen and it's still very energetic, why don't you press it for me?"

　　B said, "Well, this person looks quite thin and his things are quite hard. Don't shake your hands, be careful."

　　"Look, he has hair on it, but not much."

　　"Then you have to scrape it off, you don't have a boyfriend yet, right?"

　　"Well, Teacher B, are all men like this?"

　　"It's almost the same, there are long and short, there are thick and thin"

　　"Then you must have touched a lot."

　　"There is no way to do this job"

　　"Is this long or short?"

　　"It's too medium, and there are also those that are longer than this. Medically speaking, men have normal erections, which should be about 12CM, and this one is about 14CM, which is considered longer."

　　At this time, the hair on my YJ was shaved. When the little nurse was wiping my hair, she held my YJ and wore disposable gloves. But it felt great, and her hands were very light and soft.

　　Next, the little nurse A pressed my YJ to the right and scraped the hair on the left.

　　"Teacher, do you have to scrape down there too?" A asked

　　"Scrape to the root of the thigh" B said

　　At this time, the alarm bell outside rang. There was a patient calling the nurse. B said, "You shave first, I'll go and have a look."