This Doctor is Great

Brother Chen Bing pondered for a while: "So, it's really a bit like gallbladder syndrome... Have you invited a doctor from the hepatobiliary surgery to come over for consultation?"

Zhou Mo shook his head: "Not yet, tomorrow morning at 11 am, the patient will have a CT scan, and when the gallstone results are reported, I will invite the hepatobiliary surgeon to come over for consultation."

Senior Brother Chen Bing praised with satisfaction: "Okay... not bad, not bad."

At this moment,

Brother Chen Bing paused for more than ten seconds on the other side of the phone.

"Senior brother?"

"Senior brother? Bad signal?"

After more than ten seconds, Senior Brother Chen Bing's voice reappeared.

"Zhou Mo, I just talked to the teacher about the patient with gall-heart syndrome you just diagnosed. The teacher thinks this is a good case. I can do a ppt next Monday and report it during the major rounds in the department."

"no problem…"

"That's it, bye..."

"Goodbye, say hello to the teacher with me..."

hang up the phone.

…

…

the next day,

12:01…

Just as Zhou Mo was eating an old duck vermicelli soup.

This week, Zhou Mo's meals were all covered by Huang Yiming, mainly because of the paper on "Gallbladder Syndrome".

"Doctor Zhou..."

The wife of the patient Liu Mo called from outside the duty room.

Zhou Mo stopped his chopsticks and walked out of the duty room.

"You guys did CT, and you're done?" Zhou Mo asked.

"It's done, but the result will take an hour to print." Liu Mo's wife said.

"Okay, I'll go look for you after dinner."

"Trouble Dr. Zhou."

"You're welcome."

Liu Mo's wife left and went back to the ward to take care of her husband.

Zhou Mo sat down in front of a computer with the old duck vermicelli soup.

The CT results are issued immediately, and the diagnosis report will take about 10 minutes to be written by the CT teacher. However, when the patient Liu Mo returned from the CT room to the Cardiology Department, 10 minutes must have passed.

turn on computer,

call out,

Sure enough, I saw that the CT report of patient Liu Mo had been uploaded.

CT image jpg

CT report: The gallbladder was mixed with high-density shadows, with irregular calcifications, and the gallbladder wall was slightly thickened.

Last sentence: Consider gallstones.

Huang Yiming slid his chair over and said, "How's it going? Is the CT result out?"

Zhou Mo nodded: "It came out, gallbladder stones."

Huang Yiming: "That is to say, there is a high probability of 'gall-heart syndrome'. "

Zhou Mo: "Yes."

Putting down his chopsticks, Zhou Mo filled out a consultation sheet.

Consultation list: It is a list for asking the other party to consult by telling the condition again.

In the past, it was to be handed over to the other party by hand.

But now it is basically popular to make phone calls.

Basically, it's a doctor-to-doctor beating, not a nurse.

However, despite the telephone communication, it is customary for paper consultation sheets to be printed out.

fill it out,

Click Print.

Soon, the computer prompts "Printing Failed"!

Take a look, oh, no paper!

Zhou Mo was helpless, so he could only go to the nurse to ask for paper.

Soon, the nurse happily took a stack of white paper to Zhou Mo.

As soon as Zhou Mo returned to the duty room, he put the blank paper on the printer, and several ordinary ugly doctors immediately started printing.

bang bang bang ~~~~

The printer kept printing, Zhou Mo looked at them one by one, but he couldn't find the consultation sheet he had printed.

It's all printed by other common ugly doctors.

Zhou Mo: "..."

The whole person is torn apart.

The other ugly doctors came quickly.

"Hehehe~~~ Zhou Mo, I'm sorry, this is mine..."

"Zhou Mo, I'm sorry, it's too hard to ask a nurse for paper."

"Thank you Zhou Mo, if I didn't have you to get the paper, I wouldn't even know how to print it."

Holding the hotly printed documents one by one, they apologized to Zhou Mo repeatedly.

Zhou Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What about you guys?"

An ugly doctor: "No way, who made you look good enough to eat among nurses?"

Zhou Mo tactically leaned back.

oh,

If you say that, I will forgive you!

bang bang bang~~~

The printer's paper quickly bottomed out.

Zhou Mo's consultation sheet was finally printed out.

Thrilling!

Zhou Mo quickly ate the remaining old duck fans in a few bites, drank the soup, and threw away the garbage.

Then he picked up the phone, opened the phone book, and called the hepatobiliary surgery.

"Hello, this is the Hepatobiliary Surgery Nurse Station..."

"Hello, I'm a cardiologist here. I'd like to find your consulting doctor."

"Okay, please wait..." (footsteps leaving)

soon,

A middle-aged man said in an old voice, "This is the hepatobiliary surgery..."

Zhou Mo: "Teacher... Hello, teacher, I am in the Department of Cardiology. My name is Zhou Mo. Now I have a patient who has undergone Ct and has gallstones, so I want to invite you to come for consultation."

Hepatobiliary doctor: "Okay."

Then hung up the phone.

Zhou Mo: "?? Hello? Teacher, when are you coming over? Hello? Hello?"

As a result, there was a beep~~ hang up sound on the other side of the phone.

Zhou Mo: "..."

He looked confused, but after thinking about it, since the notification has been received, there should be no problem, right?

Moreover, for this gallstone, there is a high probability that cholecystectomy is required, which is considered a surgery anyway. Hepatobiliary surgery should not refuse, and will be very proactive.

…

After Zhou Mo finished the phone call, he went directly to the 36th bed.

"Doctor Zhou!"

Seeing Zhou Mo coming, Liu Mo and his wife both stood up with anticipation.

Zhou Mo reassured: "I have seen the CT results, and the CT teacher's diagnosis is indeed gallstones."

Patient Liu Mo: "That means, I have to go to the hepatobiliary surgery to be cured, right?"

Zhou Mo shook his head: "For the time being, we don't have to make a conclusion so early. I have already called the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department for consultation, and the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department will come to you for a consultation when the time comes. I will see how the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department handles it."

When the patient Liu Mo heard the words, he nodded: "Okay, thank you Doctor Zhou."

Wife: "Trouble Dr. Zhou."

Zhou Mo: "You're welcome."

Then he left the ward.

…

Next, Zhou Mo was waiting for the consultation doctor from the hepatobiliary surgery department to come.

result,

wait, wait...

wait, wait...

It's almost time to get off work, and the consultation doctor for hepatobiliary surgery hasn't come yet!

"No, it's all off work."

"It's been almost 5 hours, why haven't you come yet?"

Zhou Mo looked confused.

Still a little irritable.

"Strange…"

Zhou Mo came to the nurse's station curiously and tapped on the countertop.

"Little Xia beauty..."

"Doctor Zhou..." The nurse girl Xiao Xia smiled brightly when she saw Zhou Mo.

"I would like to ask, other departments called and asked the doctors of our department to come over for consultation. How often do our doctors go for consultation? It's just a general consultation..." Zhou Mo asked.

Xiao Xia thought for a while: "It's usually the same day, but it's not compulsory, it's okay within 24 hours, unless it's an emergency consultation..."

When Zhou Mo heard this, he immediately nodded.

"Ok, thanks…"

Since the consulting doctor is not here today, there must be some delays, right?

Then Zhou Mo didn't wait any longer and got off work.

Zhou Mo went to the ward to find 36 beds.

"Doctor Zhou, is the consulting doctor here?" Liu Mo asked quickly when he saw Zhou Mo. He has been waiting a little anxiously, after all, things are hanging in the air, making him a little bit up and down.

"I'm sorry, the consulting doctor said there was an emergency, sorry, I will come to consult with you tomorrow..." Zhou Mo explained apologetically.

"Ah? Tomorrow..." The wife who had waited all afternoon was suddenly disappointed.

"It's fine, tomorrow will be tomorrow... I'll trouble Dr. Zhou." Liu Mo hurriedly laughed.

"You're welcome…"

After Zhou Mo told 36 beds, he went back to the duty room to pack up.

get off work.