When I'm on the night shift, all the department heads can't sleep.

A notification appeared in the forest's field of vision:

[Gap in discharge criteria: Independent standing and walking have not yet been verified]

As Wu Jianping leaned forward, Lin Ye grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair.

"Don't try it yourself. If you're going to try, someone should be there to protect you."

Wu Jianping leaned back again: "You have to let me try, right?"

"Let's investigate what needs to be investigated first."

Lin Ye told him not to move and asked about his nausea and dizziness.

Wu Jianping said that he could no longer turn while sitting, and his head felt a little unsteady. He did not experience headaches, double vision, or numbness or weakness in any of his hands or feet.

Nurse Zhao pushed over the blood pressure monitor and wrapped the cuff around his arm.

After the screen came to a complete stop, it displayed the following numbers: "136/84, heart rate 76, blood oxygen 99".

Lin Ye then checked the corners of the mouth and the outstretched arms to confirm that there was no change in speech or movement.

Nurse Zhao then released the brakes, turned the wheelchair half a circle outwards, and stepped firmly again.

She moved the IV stand next to her to the wall, pushed aside an empty chair in the aisle to clear a straight path, and then stood back to Wu Jianping's right.

"Where should I stand?" His wife had already put on her black fanny pack and took a step forward.

"Stand to the side first, don't pull his arm." Lin Ye pointed to the spot against the wall. "If he really sways, we'll help him. If you pull hard, I won't be able to tell if he can stand on his own."

His wife understood, stepped aside, but her hand remained hanging behind Wu Jianping's shoulder.

Lin Ye stood on the left, and Nurse Zhao stood on the right. Neither of them supported him; they simply placed their hands where they could easily support him.

"Put your feet firmly on the ground first, don't rush to lift your butt."

Wu Jianping removed his feet from the pedals and placed his shoes firmly on the ground.

He sat on the edge of the chair for a few seconds before slowly standing up while holding onto the armrest.

As soon as I straightened up, my shoulder swayed.

Nurse Zhao's hand was already supporting him below his right elbow.

Lin Ye didn't pull him up, but only supported his left forearm: "Stand still and look ahead."

Wu Jianping stared at the digital clock on the wall and regained his footing.

About ten seconds passed, and it didn't veer to the right anymore, but its body was still very tense.

Are you feeling dizzy now?

"I'm not dizzy, but my legs feel a little weak."

"Can you take a step?"

"able."

Wu Jianping lifted his right foot and took two steps forward. As soon as he took his third step, he reached out to grab the back of the chair against the wall.

Lin Ye supported his left forearm, and Nurse Zhao supported his right elbow. Together, they helped him back into the wheelchair.

"Please sit down."

"I wasn't going to fall," Wu Jianping said stubbornly as he sat down. "I just helped him up."

"The fact that you instinctively reached for something to hold onto shows you weren't sure yourself." His wife handed him a paper cup. "Who was it that said they could walk?"

Wu Jianping took the cup and held it in his hand, but didn't drink it: "It's my first time working in the field, my legs are numb."

Lin Ye recorded the situation of standing for more than ten seconds, taking three steps, and then taking the initiative to hold onto something in his observation record.

"Rest for another twenty minutes. Next time, try to walk on your own without holding onto anything."

"How many more times do we have to go through this?"

"It only counts when you can walk steadily without holding onto anything."

Nurse Zhao confirmed the brakes were locked, then glanced down at his foot, which was still dangling from the ground: "Put your foot back. If you sneak up again, all those two times we stopped you will have been for nothing."

Wu Jianping obediently put his foot back on the pedal, this time without haggling.

He glanced at the digital clock several times in the twenty minutes.

His wife simply stuffed his phone into her waist bag and zipped it up.

Wu Jianping leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes for a while. When he opened them again, he turned his head left and right and said, "This time I'm really not dizzy."

Lin Ye confirmed that he had no new discomfort before letting him try again.

When he got up for the second time, Wu Jianping still used the wheelchair for support, but he quickly let go after standing up straight.

"Stand still for ten seconds."

Wu Jianping stared ahead, his shoulders slowly relaxing.

Nurse Zhao stood guard on his right, her hand only a hand's distance from his arm, but she never managed to touch him.

"Let's go, follow this line on the ground, don't rush."

Wu Jianping took the first step.

The steps were small and the landings were slow, but fortunately the body didn't lean to the right anymore.

When they reached the end of the observation area, Lin Ye told him to stop.

"Turn back to where you were, slowly."

Wu Jianping turned around in three steps, pausing halfway through to wait for the slight swaying sensation to subside before continuing to turn around.

The return trip was smoother than the outward journey.

When he reached the wheelchair, he didn't reach for the armrests; he stood up steadily before slowly sitting down.

His wife, who had been following two steps behind, finally let go of the belt holding his fanny pack: "This time it looks like he can really walk."

Lin Ye asked, "What happened when you turned around just now?"

"It's a little shaky, but I don't feel dizzy or nauseous."

"Do you feel like you're leaning to the right?"

"no."

Lin Ye added the differences between the two tests to the record.

The second time, she was able to stand independently, walk in a straight line, turn around, and return, and she no longer consistently leaned to the right.

The line of text at the edge of the field of vision gradually faded away.

Lin Ye didn't immediately hand over the discharge form, but made him sit for another ten minutes.

Nurse Zhao retested the blood pressure and blood oxygen levels, and the values ​​were about the same as before.

After confirming that the dizziness had not worsened, Lin Ye ended the observation order and wrote the discharge record according to the neurology department's advice.

Seeing the printer dispense paper, Wu Jianping let out a long sigh of relief: "Now we can really go, right?"

"You can go home and observe." Lin Ye placed the prescription and discharge form in front of him. "For now, treat it as peripheral vertigo. Take the medication as prescribed, don't increase the dosage yourself, and don't try to reposition yourself."

Wu Jianping flipped to the notes section: "Can I still take orders tomorrow?"

Before Lin Ye could speak, his wife patted the bag at her waist, the car keys inside making a soft clinking sound: "The keys are with me. What orders are you taking?"

"Don't drive tomorrow." Lin Ye waited for Wu Jianping to look up before continuing, "As long as you still feel dizzy, unsteady on your feet, or drowsy after taking medication, you can't touch the steering wheel. We'll talk about when you can drive again after the symptoms have completely disappeared and after a follow-up evaluation."

Wu Jianping stared at the discharge form, his finger pausing on the "Driving Prohibited" line: "Which clinic do I need to go to for a follow-up appointment?"

"Go for a follow-up appointment at the neurology clinic first. Whether or not a vestibular examination is needed will be arranged by the clinic."

Lin Ye then showed him the situations that required him to return to the hospital immediately: "If you can't stand up again when you get back, or suddenly see double, speak unclearly, have weakness in one arm or leg, have a severe headache, or keep vomiting, don't drive yourself. Call 120 directly."

"Got it." The wife took the list, folded it, and stuffed it into her purse. "I'll keep an eye on him tonight."

Nurse Zhao went around to the back of the wheelchair, released the brakes, and handed the push handle to his wife: "Don't push yourself. Those few steps were to test your stability, not to make you walk all the way to the front door. Go out sitting down, and have your husband call a taxi."

This time, Wu Jianping didn't say his leg was fine; he obediently put his foot back on the pedal.

His wife pushed him outside.

As the wheelchair passed the workstation, the car keys in the waist bag made two soft clicks with each step.

Wu Jianping looked at the road ahead: "I won't touch the car tomorrow."