Those years when I hung up and upgraded in the hospital

Chapter 225 Establishing Rules

Wang Chuntao's complexion is dark, and he looks quite masculine. He is a bit prettier than Zeng Tai, but the word "comeliness" does not go hand in hand with him.

Wang Chuntao's words were a bit teasing.

This made both Fang Yun and Zeng Tai feel embarrassed. Due to the relationship between Fang Yun and Wang Chuntao, it was not yet at the stage where Wang Chuntao could ridicule Fang Yun.

"Brother Tao, what a joke." Fang Yun had no choice but to laugh, with a serious tone, and turned around to pick up his white coat and put it on.

Wang Chuntao immediately realized that Fang Yun was the new brother. He stood up and took out his cigarette case: "I'm sorry, brother, I'm stupid and I speak a little more directly."

"Let's smoke a cigarette together?"

"Brother Tao, I can't." Fang Yun waved his hand and declined.

Wang Chuntao couldn't tell for a while whether Fang Yun was angry or really incompetent.

Zeng Tai came to the rescue and said: "Wang Chuntao, Dr. Fang really doesn't know how to smoke. Director An won't even take it from him."

Wang Chuntao put away the cigarette case.

"It's good not to smoke."

Fortunately, Fang Yun really doesn't smoke, instead of being slapped in the face in anger.

"Brother Tao, I've tried it before, but I'm still not used to it. We can have a drink together next time." Fang Yun also understood the embarrassment on Wang Chuntao's face and said it so intimately.

Lang De is not an insulting language.

"That's easy to talk about." Wang Chuntao waved his hand and moved the topic elsewhere: "Where is Dr. Fang from? Is he from Enshi?"

"The accent sounds a bit like my fellow countryman."

"Brother Tao is from En City, and I am from Long County, Xiangzhou." Fang Yun buttoned up his white coat and left in no hurry.

"Oh, Long County, I've heard of it. Then we can be considered half fellow villagers..."

"I am quite familiar with the directors of several hospitals in En City. If we have a chance next time, we will get to know each other when we go home." Wang Chuntao naturally thought that Fang Yun was working in Hubei Province.

Prefecture-level municipal hospitals in the province go to tertiary hospitals in the provincial capital for further training.

"Okay, Brother Tao calls me when the time comes, and I will definitely come." Fang Yun didn't explain anything.

There is no need to make it clear at all times that you are a colleague from other provinces.

……

After chatting for a few more words with Zeng Tai and Wang Chuntao, Fang Yun left first and headed to the doctor's office.

Fang Yun was just a training doctor and was integrated into the management of a lower-level doctor. He also had a bed in charge. This was not bullying, but a gift of opportunity.

If you don't care about the bed, how can you have the chance to perform surgery? If the bed is in charge of others, why should you be given the opportunity to be an assistant?

Fang Yun heard that the training doctor next door didn't have the qualifications to take care of the bed yet. Training doctors like him who came in directly and assigned the bed all took advantage.

When he arrived at the doctor's office, he didn't expect that Lin Xin, the young intern who was following him, was already in front of the computer, and then very sensibly excerpted the two test results.

"Teacher Fang, here!" Lin Xin tore one of the papers and gave it to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun looked at Lin Xin's painfully familiar movements and asked, "Xiao Lin, where did you intern before? Do you often do things like this?"

Lin Xin almost cried: "Joint surgery!"

"All case notes and examination results are reported by me."

Fang Yun knew it because he had also experienced it during his internship as a doctor.

"Have you ever been on stage?" Fang Yun continued to ask.

Lin Xin's eyes narrowed and opened. Although he didn't speak, he seemed to have explained everything clearly.

A trainee doctor, whose status is not even as good as an ordinary social training, still wants to be on the stage?

During my internship, I could change the medicine to make the difference. If I gave you a chance to remove the stitches, I would have burned incense.

Because few inpatients in the Hubei Provincial People's Hospital can successfully stay until the sutures are removed. The patients are usually kicked out of the hospital three or two days after the operation.

Maybe it's inappropriate to use the word "rush", but that's probably what it means. "That's still a bit too much!~" Fang Yun said.

"So I don't plan to go to joint surgery in the future." Lin Xin turned around and smiled. The senior brother he followed before was really a jerk.

Fang Yun didn't say anything more.

On August 2nd, Director An Luming did not show up at the department handover. Because today was Professor An Luming's outpatient clinic, he went directly to the outpatient clinic early.

The director was not here, and the other directors didn't say anything. After the class was handed over, it was Associate Professor Chen Zhiyuan who led him through a quick ward inspection.

Then Chen Zhiyuan and Mr. Xiang Wanqiu disappeared.

Fang Yun is in charge of a patient who just arrived yesterday, and the surgery will be scheduled for this Friday.

It is also necessary to continue to improve a neuroelectromyographic examination.

After Fang Yun prescribed an examination for the patient, he discovered that apart from the lower-level doctors in the team, even the attending physician Zeng Tai had left.

Fang Yun was very envious of this.

The Hubei Provincial People's Hospital, as soon as it reaches the general stage of hospitalization, is out of the category of lower-level doctors and does not need to participate in bed management. There are a large number of doctors and masters below who are trained to manage the writing of medical records, interviews and signatures for this group of patients and other chores.

It's not like Xiangzhou People's Hospital, where the deputy chief has to manage beds and be on duty.

Although the doctor of our hospital has left, there are still people in the team.

Liu Xianming, who is about to enter the third year of his Ph.D., and Zhang Xuxian and Li Jiahua, who are about to enter the second year of his Ph.D., are all superiors in the group. They are giving orders to the doctors in charge, checking the medical orders and the medical records on the shelves. Write content.

"Cao Zijun, you have 12 beds, is this the surgery record? You copied the template and didn't change a word, right?" Zhang Xuxian snarled at his direct junior brother.

Although Zhang Xuxian and Li Jiahua are both second-year PhD students, Li Jiahua is a PhD student of Professor An Luming, and Zhang Xuxian is a doctoral candidate of Associate Professor Chen Zhiyuan.

Similarly, Cao Zijun, who is in the third year of his master's degree, is also a master's student of Associate Professor Chen Zhiyuan, so Li Jiahua is not polite at all.

"Senior brother, I'll change it right away." Cao Zijun, who was about to change the dressing, trembled slightly and his tone was stiff.

"Be serious. I know you are doing experiments, but it is your duty to do clinical work first. Do you think you are the superior of our team and don't care about anything except scientific research? You go directly to the laboratory after the ward rounds? "Zhang Xuxian was very rude when he beat his junior brother.

At this time, another one, Liu Xianming, who was in the third year of his Ph.D., came to Fang Yun with a smile and said, "Brother Yun, you should pay more attention to the two beds you are in charge of when writing the medical records and be more detailed. That’s good.”

Fang Yun's own medical records were actually disliked.

This made Fang Yun blush. You must know that when he was at Xiangzhou People's Hospital, his medical records were the best among all.

Fang Yun immediately asked for advice.

After Liu Xianming finished his explanation, Fang Yun realized that the medical record he wrote was not a professional problem, but was not detailed enough and did not explain the mechanisms and reasons for the use of all drugs.

However, the department does not recognize it as a formal medical record if it is written in such a versatile format as analgesia, gastric protection, and preventive anticoagulation.

"It needs to have the name of the drug, detailed usage, dosage, frequency, etc." Liu Xianming finished explaining, and then said: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Yun, please change it. We have specially created a template for medication. You can right-click to call... "

Liu Xianming was very polite and taught seriously and meticulously.

Fang Yun nodded and slowly learned it bit by bit. Lin Xin next to him said after reading it: "Brother, the front of this medical record was written by the previous doctor in charge."

"Really? Let me take a look." Hearing this, Liu Xianming quickly flipped up the admission record to see the name of the doctor in charge of the bed.

I still didn't see it, so I guess it was that person who didn't use a sub-account, but was lazy and used the main account of Dr. Zeng Tai in order to escape.

However, his name was not changed on the informed consent form for admission.

Liu Xianming read it and nodded: "It's okay, Brother Yun, as long as you know it, you don't need to change it before August. I'll ask this guy to come over and change it later."

"No need?" Fang Yun felt that this was something he had to change a few times.

"Yes, this is a rule. He has been rotated out, but he has not disappeared from our hospital." Liu Xianming had already called.

"Hey, Huang Qianyue, come back. The medical records of the 8 beds you were responsible for before were not completed."

"If you don't change things before eleven o'clock, I will ask Brother Tao to talk to you." Liu Xianming said very rudely.

(End of this chapter)