The discussion in the conference room became more and more in-depth, and the expression of the director of the hospital's sensory department became more and more bitter.
Today may be the day when he has the most sense of presence in the past year, but the worst thing about being an academy is that whenever they have a sense of presence, countless blames will be thrown from the sky.
Moreover, most pots are difficult to clear.
There are countless explanations for mama outbreaks in the hospital, but explanations are just explanations after all, and the blame still has to be blamed.
Worse than the worst point is that the hospital has no money and no power.
The director of the Infection Department of the hospital only felt that the saliva was about to be wiped off, and seeing the dean's eyes getting sharper and sharper, he gradually didn't dare to resist.
crunch.
The double doors of the conference room were pushed open by the secretary.
"Dean, Dr. Ling Ranling is here." The secretary reminded in a low voice.
"Call him in." The dean turned around and faced the direction of the door of the meeting room.
The directors of the various departments who were desperately throwing the pot decided to take a break, and they all stopped slowly and looked towards the door.
Wearing a white coat, Ling Ran followed the secretary in.
The secretary was just a few steps in front of Ling Ran, but when they saw Ling Ran, everyone automatically ignored the obtrusive secretary.
A gust of wind blew out from the open window, blowing up Ling Ran's white coat.
The wrinkled white coat was blown by the wind, with the motion of film and television, as if he could run.
Several female doctors looked at the door of the conference room with serious eyes as if they were performing an operation, unwilling to move away even for a millisecond.
The male doctors were also confused, with flickering eyes.
Ling Ran stood at the door for two seconds, adjusted to the light, and then continued to walk in, basically turning a blind eye to everyone's gaze.
As early as in kindergarten, her mother Tao Ping taught Ling Ran: Different people will have different lives, and no one's life is the same. So, even if it's different from others, there's nothing strange about it. Some people are born with more pressure and more eyes than others...
Ling Ran nodded inwardly. He was greeting everyone, but in the eyes of everyone, Ling Ran seemed to be greeting himself, so they couldn't help but nodded. In the conference room, the tense atmosphere suddenly became lighter.
Huo Congjun rushed ahead of others to ask questions, and said, "Ling Ran, the revisions you made some time ago are still measures in terms of work execution. Let me tell you about them."
Ling Ran said "En", thought for a while, and said, "The whole process of medical treatment is sterile. Everyone must wipe their hands with alcohol gel before touching patients. And it is disinfected one by one..."
"Hand hygiene." The director of the Infection Department of the hospital summed it up.
Ling Ran didn't answer, and continued: "Wash the slippers, and you are not allowed to wear them multiple times."
In Yunyi’s operating room, slippers are the least strictly managed. The nurses in the operating room usually only ensure that they are cleaned and disinfected once a day, and they are worn repeatedly during the period. Because slippers are far away from the clean area, most people don't take them seriously.
Even now, the director of the hospital's sensory department just raises his eyebrows. His specialty is not slippers.
"The instruments have been cleaned many times, and the cleaning has been strengthened." Ling Ran then talked about the policies he had formulated.
The director of the Infection Department of the hospital frowned: "This is our original policy."
"Triple inspection." Huo Congjun curled his lips and said, "And it's a real inspection. I have dealt with three people for this, and the records are all there."
The director of the Infection Department of the hospital stopped talking. They couldn't get through the double inspection before. As long as the departments don't cooperate, the hospital's infection department will have nothing to do with it.
As for the cooperating departments... like the emergency department, they have their own mess.
The director of the Department of Infectious Diseases of the hospital couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The grief and indignation of being dumped for many years and being robbed of merit instantly flooded his heart, and he was almost depressed.
"There are also some centralized tasks, such as regular cleaning of the air conditioner and air outlet, cleaning of medical record folders, stethoscopes, thermometers... cleaning the bedsides and guardrails of the hospital beds, and bedside tables, etc..." Ling Ran said in detail, because No one interrupted him, and he spoke one by one.
The director of the Infection Department's throat tightened.
From a theoretical point of view, he can now fight 800 Ling Ran.
Nosocomial sense is not simply washing and rinsing, that is a cleaner, not a doctor from the hospital's department of flu.
However, the sense of hospital must be based on all the washing and cleaning. If you change to a young hospital feeling, you may talk about the quality of doctors, the cooperation of patients, and the inaction of leaders. However, the 50-year-old The director doesn't think so anymore. The quality of doctors is like this, and the degree of cooperation of patients will not change significantly within a few years. Leaders' actions and inaction... It has been a puzzle for thousands of years. In the situation where the surrounding environment remains unchanged, how to change the environment is a strong man. .
To change the hospital sense ecology of a department by himself, to be honest, the director of the hospital sense department finds it complicated when he thinks about it.
Just by listening to the details of what Ling Ran said, everyone present could tell that this is someone who has really done something.
Everything is easy to say, but really difficult to do.
Among other things, it is hand hygiene. It has been called for 200 years. Every hospital and every department has said it, but if you want to say that there are fewer doctors who apply a handful of gel to see a patient, I am afraid that there are fewer doctors than medical experts.
The director of the Infection Department of the hospital looked at Ling Ran, not knowing how to argue with him.
Talk about theory? It's meaningless to talk about theory. He is a surgeon, and he has seen Niu Fei fly. Now that the theory has won, it is just to make people laugh.
Talk about execution? Talk about the system? That means reality is not on your side.
"Doctor Ling has done the work in detail." The dean commented very levelly, and the discussion in the conference room became quieter.
Huo Congjun suppressed his complacency, and said, "We are in the emergency department, and what we support the most is Dr. Ling Ranling's attitude and working style..."
"The Department of Infectious Diseases of the hospital should also learn from it." Vice President Zhou couldn't take it anymore, and said something beside him.
Huo Congjun laughed twice.
"Well, although Dr. Ling's method is relatively simple and direct, we should learn from the simple and direct method that can work." The dean set the tone, and then began to arrange infection prevention and remedial measures.
After Ling Ran's statement was completed, he was led by the secretary to the back door and left.
The door is open.
Light comes in.
Handsome and compelling.
Ling Ran gradually moved away.
The dean withdrew his gaze, and said calmly: "Where there is punishment, there must also be rewards. Ling Ran has the courage to do things and has outstanding achievements in terms of institutional protection and implementation. We should also give some rewards..."
The purpose of today's meeting is, on the one hand, to deal with the outbreak of hospital infection, and on the other hand, to discuss how to report to the superior.
The former is actually very simple. Yunyi has a plan long ago, just pull it out and implement it. At most, it needs to be changed slightly.
Reporting to superiors is not so simple. Dean Wu Zhisheng not only needs to come up with a response plan, but also has to guard against various questions from the leader and make an assessment of the current situation.
No matter how you think about it, the dean feels that the "zero" ma infection in the emergency center should be used as an example.
"Director Huo, what do you say?" The dean rewarded Ling Ran, then looked at Huo Congjun.
"Our Dr. Ling Ranling has actually mentioned it several times. As far as his technical characteristics are concerned, the extra emergency intensive care should be done..." Huo Congjun decisively put forward the request for emergency ICU.
The director of the ICU immediately sat up straight, and looked at Huo Congjun contemptuously: "The director means to reward Ling Ran personally, not to your emergency department."
"You can ask Ling Ran later." Huo Congjun smiled disapprovingly, and said again: "Our Dr. Ling Ranling is so skilled that he can perform liver resection in his twenties, and what he does is still top-notch. Do you still need you to give him a bonus for evaluating his title?"
The director of the ICU was a little angry, but seeing Huo Congjun's eager face, he swallowed the anger again.
With so many people at the scene, even fighting spirit can't win, so they can only pretend to be magnanimous.
"I won't tell you this, you don't like the ICU, why don't you send the patient here."
"Then we have more reasons to build our own intensive care unit." Huo Congjun smiled at the dean. He doesn't care about a young director of the ICU. When the time comes to send the patient, he will send the patient there. Which ICU doctor dares to refuse, just spray him to death on the spot, without any psychological burden.
In contrast, building a self-built intensive care unit is a big deal.
Not to mention less than a million, as many as tens of millions of equipment, and complicated expenditure issues. It's just that the extra preparations are a lot of trouble.
The dean frowned and said, "We won't talk about this topic today. Director Huo, you have to take good care of Ling Ran. It's very rare for a young doctor to do this..."
He then changed the subject and talked about the situation of the hospital.
Huo Congjun understood, and he didn't have a word to say.
Needless to say, when the dean reports to the superiors, it depends on whether he gets thunder or rain.
If Ling Ran played a role, the emergency center would have a chance to help.
Otherwise... Huo Congjun guessed that the dean would use this to find a way to thank Ling Ran.
Ling Ran had just saved the dean's nephew's favor, and it looked like it was being honored directly.
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