It's not big, it's not cool, it's called ......

Bah!

It's a joke!

Zhang Tianyang blinked, not looking at the smile on the ICU director's face, which was like "Uncle will take you to see goldfish".

"Maybe it's a mistake. ”

"That's right. ”

The director of the ICU smiled even more, but he pressed it down and deliberately made a serious appearance.

"Clinical is a place where the master is the teacher. ”

As he spoke, he pouted.

"If you look at the doctors in the ward, who are not in their own hospitals, the attending doctors, the deputy directors, and the directors, they all come and call our residents teachers. ”

comforted Zhang Tianyang, and the smile on his face that had just been suppressed flashed again.

"However, the job title still has an impact, that is, our department, advocating knowledge, how about it, do you want to stay here for a few more weeks?"

"It doesn't matter what the arrangement is in the Academic Affairs Office, as long as you nod your head, I'll tell them!"

The director of the ICU subconsciously touched his half-La Mediterranean, and was so excited that the top of his head turned red.

The attending doctor next to him glanced at his undisguised director and put his hand on his forehead.

Leader, hey, why don't you cover it up and take a detour!

It's so red fruit!

It's good to scare people away!

Sure enough, Zhang Tianyang blinked and began to pretend to be stupid.

"Director, the family seems to be here. ”

The director of the ICU turned his head to look, and sure enough, there were a few plainclothes faces who were supporting each other and limping.

It is permissible to fight with one's own little doctors, but in front of patients and their families, the director of the ICU subconsciously maintains his dignity as the chief physician.

When Zhang Tianyang turned his head to look at his face again, he found that the smile of "looking at the goldfish" just now had all converged, and only the locked eyebrows remained.

"You are the family of 69 beds?"

"Yes, yes, we are. ”

Seeing the director of the ICU who was surrounded by some anxious family members, still calm and calm, and exuding the aura of a "director", Zhang Tianyang couldn't help but be amazed.

Sure enough, people have two sides!

......

The explanation of the condition of "white lung" is very skillful.

When communicating with patients, they will try to minimize the illness so as to enhance the patient's determination and perseverance to fight the disease.

Clinically, there is a proper term for this thing, which is called the "placebo effect".

It's just that sometimes the medicine given to you by the doctors can't cure any disease, but because you believe that this medicine can cure you, your mood is better, your resistance is up, and the disease will be cured.

This is also the reason why some witch doctors and theology can endure.

But on the other hand, when communicating with the patient's family, it is necessary to explain the severity of the disease and the various possible secondary serious consequences.

Not only for the right to know, but also for attracting the attention of family members and mobilizing their enthusiasm for treatment.

Although Zhang Tianyang and the attending doctor were called together, in fact, the director of the ICU was communicating throughout the whole process.

His meaning is also obvious, that is, "I take you, you take a good look".

Subconsciously, this is to regard Zhang Tianyang and the attending doctor as his own descendants!

Zhang Tianyang did not waste the opportunity, and carefully watched how the ICU director communicated and communicated with his family.

Dealing with different patients and family members is a subject to deep study.

Zhang Tianyang can practice his basic knowledge and various operational skills in the system space, but in terms of interacting with people, he will always be a younger brother.

Fortunately, the four family members of the 69 beds still seem to be very good at talking.

Especially after being kicked by their own patients, the four of them showed a high degree of medical compliance.

It means that everything is under the command of the doctor.

And after the director of the ICU signaled that they could Baidu the professional term "white lung", the family members almost cried on the spot.

"Doctor, you must save our old man!"

"Yes, we have already used the strongest drug as soon as we received the patient yesterday, and now various follow-up treatments are also following up. Although the combination of Meiping Wangu is a bit expensive, it is a powerful treatment, I hope you understand. ”

"Understand, doctor, you must save him!"

......

Zhang Tianyang watched the whole process, and there was a wonderful feeling in his heart.

There are five patients who have directly or indirectly handled in the neurology department, three of which are Song Changkong's and two are his own.

The five patients, ranging in age from their twenties to their eighties, also had different family members.

Zhang Tianyang was a little distracted, his eyes subconsciously wandered around, and he found those family members very easily.

The family of the 76-bed old lady is still the lonely old man.

With silver hair, a wrinkled face, and not very dexterous legs, he still carried his rag bag and leaned in front of the bulletin board of the neurology department.

His eyes narrowed into slits because of the presbyopia, and he held the lightest ballpoint pen in his hand, but he still couldn't suppress the trembling nib.

It's really hard to imagine how he can write so many neat handwriting on A4 paper.

"Uncle, can you rest for a while?"

The little nurse in the nurses' station took the initiative to move a stool for the old man.

This is what they do every day after Zhou Yitianyang moved a chair for the old man.

Although the old man never sits, they insist on moving every day.

It's like a tacit understanding.

In this way, the old man told God that he believed that one day he would be able to wait for his wife to come home.

And the doctors and nurses told him in this way that we have been trying.

"Click"

The sound of a lighter sounded a little farther away, and the little nurse who had just moved the stool walked over.

Zhang Tianyang's hearing is good, and he can just hear her whispered reminder, "Uncle, you can't smoke here." ”

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. ”

The middle-aged man who was caught smoking was the father of the tattooed young man in bed 78, and he was extinguishing the cigarette butt with a face full of embarrassment.

said that it was extinguished, but it was really a small piece of cigarette that was pinched, and it burned his own hand a little for this.

With grinning teeth and shaking his hand, he put most of the remaining cigarette back into the cigarette case.

"By the way, girl, do you have a place to recharge here?"

The middle-aged man asked with a smile as he carefully pulled out a mobile phone from his bag.

"My son's phone is running out of battery, I still have to use it this afternoon, you see......"

Zhang Tianyang squinted his eyes and easily saw the mobile phone clearly.

It was the one he saw that afternoon, which was placed in the ear of the 78-bed patient.

The screen of the mobile phone is large and smooth, and it looks high-end, and it is carefully held in the hand of the middle-aged man.

And his own old mobile phone, which was a little worn, had long been put in his pocket.

"There is a power bank on the first floor of the outpatient building that you can rent, you can go and have a look. ”

"Oh, okay!"

The middle-aged man stomped his feet, smiled at the little nurse again, and turned to press the elevator.

His eyes retracted, and he fell back on the four miserable family members standing in front of him.

Three of the four people were beaten, not only drugged, but also bandaged with gauze, and they themselves looked like patients.

But they focused on each other, listening carefully to every word and every sentence of the ICU director, and the anxiety and anticipation on their faces even covered the pain.

"It's going to be fine. ”

"What did you say?"

The attending doctor didn't hear clearly, Zhang Tianyang just smiled.

The patients, whether they are old ladies, tattooed men, white-lunged uncles, and little yellow chickens, shake their heads to prove that they are alive.

It's going to be fine.

"I promise. ”