Tell me about the wonderful things that happened to me during the physical examination.

This week, I had a physical examination in a third-class first-class hospital in this city, and I experienced something that I thought was wonderful and speechless.

There should be three windows in the blood drawing place. Maybe the rush hour is over, only one window is opened. A nurse A who looks quite young is in charge of blood drawing, and the next window is a nurse B who looks more experienced training another nurse C in front of the computer. When it was my turn to draw blood, I turned my head away from nurse A's operation because I was still a little afraid of drawing blood. After a while, I suddenly heard nurse A say to herself, "Why don't you come out?" Hearing this, I thought it was over. Sure enough, I feel that Nurse A may have twisted the needle. Maybe I'm really in pain, maybe it's just psychological. Anyway, after she twisted the needle and patted my arm again, I shouted "pain!" " Nurse a immediately apologized and said she was sorry. I thought to myself, if she can't bleed, why can't she handle it quietly? Why does she have to whisper to me? I'm not looking at her. If she didn't say anything, maybe I wouldn't feel the pain. Hearing my cry of "pain", a gentleman behind me immediately flashed to the next window and said to the two nurses who were training in a commanding tone, "You, give me a cigarette!" Although I can't see it, I guess he must be pointing to nurse C who has a deep understanding.

When I got to the ladies' room, I found the door closed, and there was a bench next to it, with a little girl sitting. After I confirmed that she was waiting in line for the ECG, I sat down next to her and waited for about 2 or 3 minutes. I asked the little girl how long she had been waiting, and she said she had waited for almost five minutes before I came. I feel something is wrong, although I haven't had a physical examination for a long time. I stood up and knocked on the door of the room. I knocked a few times, but there was no response. I stepped up my efforts. Then, nurse D at the entrance of the B-ultrasound room about 5 meters away from the door shouted to us, "Stop knocking, there is no one inside, go to the man." I am speechless. There's no one inside. Why don't you put up a sign? The little girl and I have been sitting here for so long that nurse D can see clearly. Why didn't you remind us earlier? Did our knock on the door disturb her? This is a waste of two people's time.

I have experienced many wonderful things like this in the physical examination for more than an hour, so I can only treat it as a joke, otherwise I may be angry with myself, although I finally got angry, which can only be regarded as my bad luck. I will try to stay away from this hospital in the future.