cough! cough! cough! A breathless cough. Zhang Fan and Shao Hua's family had a good trip on May Day, and the old couple were also happy. Zhang Fan was even happier. His relationship with Shao Hua was one step closer.
Back at the hospital, he was transferred to the respiratory department. As soon as I entered the department, I heard coughing one after another. Now that the weather is getting warmer, the number of patients is relatively reduced. If it is autumn, winter or early spring, the ward will be full of patients.
Respiratory Department, a large department of a hospital, is also the home department of many elderly patients. Director Ju Mabek, in his thirties, is the only doctor in the hospital who has experience studying abroad. Back then, during SARS, he was studying in the capital, and he risked his life to follow the doctors in the training department into the infected ward.
When the epidemic was over, he was directly sent by the frontier to study in the UK. He should have stayed in Niaoshi casually after returning from his studies, but in the end he didn't, and insisted on going back to Chasu City.
At that time, he was just promoted as an attending doctor, and he was too young to be the director of the department. In the end, he was directly promoted to the director of the department.
Because of this level of experience, the respiratory department is well-known in the surrounding area, and he is a Kazakh, and many rich and powerful people from Kazakhstan abroad also come to him for medical treatment.
The director is young and has the experience of studying abroad. He has a bright future. He is very strict in the management of the doctors below. Male doctors are required to wear shirts and ties, while female doctors are required to wear light makeup, your sweatpants, and slippers on duty are not allowed.
Doctors with older qualifications are really unhappy in this department. Not to mention strict management, there is no way to improve. If there is no hope, you can only look at the money. The two dignified vice-senior officers were lying in front of the computer typing medical records.
But for young doctors, this department is really good. The director is well-known and has a lot of diseases in his hands, and the director's eyes don't stop at the director's position, so he is also very generous to the doctors below him, and he doesn't participate in many kickbacks. This department is Li Hui's current goal. When he transfers to other departments, he will often come to the respiratory department to show his presence in front of the director.
Zhang Fan entered the department to report, one week later than other transferred doctors. She didn't take part in the May Day shift. After arriving in the department, other senior doctors had students. The youngest, Zhu Qianqian, didn't take a transfer doctor.
After the morning meeting, arterial blood gas was collected. In the respiratory department, patients who enter the department almost always have arterial blood pumping, some more than once. The nurse was too busy, and after the head nurse told the director about the situation, Jumabek waved his hand, and the arterial blood was drawn by the transfer doctor later.
Many doctors who transferred to another department couldn't figure it out, so they begged the nurses for help. Those with high emotional intelligence and good popularity are okay, but those with low popularity and low emotional intelligence are really no one to help. Wang Yanan was in this department a few months ago, and it was very simple for her to draw arterial blood. Several male doctors who transferred to other departments were uncertain, so they begged her, and she was willing to do it, but in exchange, whoever she drew blood had to write a case report for her.
After Zhang Fan entered the department, he started routine routines in the respiratory department, including checking the color of sputum, asking about medical history, drawing blood, writing medical records, issuing doctor's orders, and making ward rounds. Fortunately, he already has a licensed physician, and the doctors and nurses are more or less face-saving, at least they won't shout around.
Although the weather is getting hotter, the wards are still full of patients. Zhu Qianqian takes care of more than 20 patients, and it takes one hour for a ward round. The thickness of dry and wet sounds, wheezing sounds, and breathing sounds.
Whether the course of antibiotics is due or not, the result of sputum culture, there are many trivial matters. And the lungs are not good, and the breath is suffocated. People with poor breathing have a bad temper. Old men and women who are hospitalized in the respiratory department are not very tempered, and they get angry at every turn. The little nurse who often scolded me was crying.
This kind of patient has to be patient. If there is a little bit of impatience or poor explanation, they will get angry. Moreover, most of the old patients in the respiratory department are relatively thin. Why, the respiratory muscles are not strong enough to expel sputum.
Fat people have strong respiratory muscles, strong cough and vibration, and it is a high-consumption disease, so in the respiratory department, most patients are relatively thin.
Zhu Qianqian's child is just over one year old, and it costs money to raise the child, and she has high requirements. She plans to give her child milk powder until she is six years old. She is worried about domestic milk powder, and all she drinks is imported from Germany. I don't know where it comes from Judging from the perspective, so she worked very hard, and she had the most patients in the whole department.
In terms of liver, Zhang Fan can beat her! Not to mention other things, she often works overtime and writes medical records until eight or nine in the evening, and then her husband comes to pick her up before going home. The night shift often writes medical records overnight. There are too many patient numbers and mistakes, so they have to be corrected. The medical records are not good enough, and the medical records are often changed. Zhang Fan's arrival made her very happy, but she couldn't be happier after hearing what the other doctors said.
First of all, Zhang Fan already has a licensed doctor. To put it bluntly, if you are too oppressed, you will quit the job, even the director of the respiratory department can't help it. At worst, you won't do breathing in the future.
Moreover, Zhang Fan is still a celebrity in surgery, and he doesn't care about the opinions of the director of internal medicine and doctors. That is to say, Zhang Fan can't be suppressed, and she still coaxes him, otherwise he won't work for you.
On the first day she entered the department, Zhu Qianqian was on duty. She still has more than 30 medical records to be written and corrected. This is her record in a week, and she really worked hard.
After working in the morning, Shao Hua wanted to deliver food to Zhang Fan in the evening, but Zhang Fan refused. Although it was not far away, it was not close, and the respiratory department was prone to infection, so Shao Hua was not allowed to come.
Zhu Qianqian smiled and said to Zhang Fan: "Doctor Zhang, what would you like to have for dinner?" She wanted someone to work, but she was not willing to pay. For a doctor who is transferred to another department or an intern, if he manages a meal at night so that he can eat better, he will really work hard for you. The wages are not high, and there is no shortage of oil and water in the belly.
But if Zhu Qianqian didn't do it, every penny she could save was a penny. Zhang Fan didn't understand, so he said, "I don't know, what do you eat, Doctor Zhu?"
"I brought some pilaf, how about this, you don't have to go out, it's not clean to waste time. You can eat my pilaf, I usually don't eat at night."
"How about that, I'm used to eating out often."
"I really don't eat at night, and I leave it alone. Do you dislike using my lunch box? Don't worry! My husband disinfects it every day. The child is young, and our family pays special attention to it. You can eat it at ease." Can't help but say, Just come out with a very small lunch box.
Everyone said so, and Zhang Fan couldn't refuse. Although Zhu Qianqian was reluctant to part with money, she was really agile and diligent. While washing Zhang Fan's chopsticks, looking for paper towels and pouring hot water at the same time, Zhang Fan felt embarrassed.
"Try it, it tastes really good. My husband has learned it, and it's not worse than the taste outside."
The taste is just as good. The pilaf is already oily, and it tastes better after it is cooled. And the quantity is not much, Zhang Fan can't eat it in just a few mouthfuls.
"Does it taste good?"
"Well enough!"
Zhang Fan was going to wash the lunch box, Zhu Qianqian rushed to do it.