He Qinhan opened her eyes early and looked at the ceiling boredly, she didn't like the smell of the hospital too much, especially the smell of Chinese herbal medicine, which was not as good as the smell of alcohol and disinfectant in Western medicine hospitals.

"He Qinrong, don't sleep. ”

He Qinhan touched He Qinrong, who was on the side, and was a little puzzled by who was injured, and she took up more than half of the small hospital bed.

"Hmm, what time is it?" He Qinrong stretched and almost didn't touch He Qinhan's injured leg.

"It's half past six. He Qinhan said: "It's time to get up, I'm hungry." ”

"You're awake at half-past six. He Qinrong yawned: "What are you doing when you get up so early, let people sleep a little longer." ”

"I've been sleeping all day for the past two days, and I'm getting moldy. He Qinhan complained: "Didn't you say that Doctor Fang would come to check the ward, I haven't seen him in the past few days." ”

He Qinrong rubbed her eyes: "Doctor Fang is just an intern, so he may not make ward rounds." ”

"I'm going to be discharged. He Qinrong couldn't stand it anymore: "I feel that I can be discharged from the hospital, Dr. Fang's skills are very good, and I can go home to recuperate now." ”

"Then I'll tell the doctor to be discharged later. He Qinrong yawned again: "Don't say it, let me sleep for a while, you slept well, I haven't slept well." ”

Accompanying her in the hospital, He Qinrong couldn't lie in bed during the day, and she could only wait late at night, there were no nurses and no doctors, and the lights were turned off, so she squeezed in to sleep for a while, and she only slept for a few hours.

As he was talking, the door of the ward was pushed open, Fang Han walked in, followed by Ye Kai, Li Xiaofei, Wu Lei and several other people, a group of five or six people, the patients in the ward were all alarmed, and thought it was the director who was rounding.

The observation rooms in the emergency department are all large wards, with more than a dozen beds in a ward, unlike other inpatient departments, where there are only four or five beds at most, and they come to the hospital at four o'clock in the morning, which is Fang Hancha's third ward.

According to Fang Han's level, he only needs to check a few patients he is responsible for, and the other patients have their own bed management doctors and attending doctors, and he is not a director as an intern.

But Fang Han's ward rounds are not to rob other attending doctors of other people's jobs, he is completely for skill points.

From four o'clock in the morning to now, two and a half hours, Fang Han's harvest is still very large, not only has the diagnosis increased by fifty skill points, but also some related skills such as looking, smelling, questioning, and dialectic.

During the ward rounds, many processes are coherent, subconsciously, Fang Han comes to the patient to see the improvement first, then inquire about the situation, diagnose the pulse by the way, and at the same time think about countermeasures according to the pulse, complexion, etc., so that all aspects of the skills will be improved.

Clinical practice is the best way for a doctor to improve his or her level, no matter how much you read books and how familiar you are with the theory, you still have to practice in the end.

"Doctor Fang. ”

He Qinhan's eyes lit up instantly, and his eyes looked straight at the door.

Fang Han strode in front in a white coat, Ye Kai and Li Xiaofei followed, then Wu Lei, Lin Guangliang and Qin Xijiao, a group of six people, and the five in the back were equal to Fang Han, and the battle was really not much worse than the big director's rounds.

A person's temperament is sometimes set off, such a group of people are crowded, coupled with Fang Han's already handsome face, it seems that the whole person is even more otherworldly,*.

Ye Kai slowed down by half a step, and followed Fang Han's side, admiring Fang Han more and more in his heart.

Originally, Ye Kai and Li Xiaofei were still wondering, according to Fang Han's name, there were only a dozen patients under Fang Han's name, and there was no need to come so early for the ward rounds, and the checks could be completed in an hour.

Who would have thought that Fang Han would get up early in the morning and take turns, every patient would not let go, diagnose the pulse, ask, communicate, comfort, and leave one patient after another, and no one would be left behind.

Li Xiaofei was originally a little worried, and reminded Fang Han in a low voice: "Doctor Fang, other doctors will have opinions on your ward rounds like this." ”

"I didn't make rounds, I'm just practicing learning, and other doctors won't say anything, right?" Fang Han blinked innocently.

"Practical learning?" Li Xiaofei didn't understand for a while.

"As a doctor, if you want to improve your skills, don't you need to keep practicing and learning? I'm just experimenting with my palpation skills, and I don't interfere with other doctors' treatment plans. ”

"Can it be like this?" Li Xiaofei was a little dumbfounded.

But if you think about it, there's no way to do it.

In terms of identity, Fang Han is just an intern, and as an intern, he has no right to prescribe, and he can't say anything to the patient, let alone change the patient's treatment plan casually.

But Fang Han didn't change it, he just checked the patient's pulse and asked about the situation, he didn't register, he didn't upload the medical records, this behavior can also be interpreted as a private behavior, an intern...... A diligent intern wakes up early in the morning to explore and learn by himself, understand the patient's situation, summarize experience, and improve himself.....

This is a very inspirational and positive thing, and it is even worth publicizing and promoting in the whole department.

"No wonder Fang Han is so good at a young age, he really can't compare, no one in this world can simply succeed, most people only see his success, but how many people know how much he has paid behind him?"

Ye Kai was in a complicated mood, he felt as if he had seen something unknown to Fang Han.

He hadn't paid much attention to it before, but today, he had some vague guesses.

Fang Han is so young, but he has good means, his medical skills are more powerful than all the attending doctors, how can he not be a little special, how can he not pay?

For a while, Ye Kai seemed to see a scene, a seven or eight-year-old boy got up early to recite "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" and "A Thousand Golden Fangs".

A teenager of twelve or thirteen years old gets up at three or four o'clock in the morning to study the medicinal properties of various Chinese herbs, and then carries a schoolbag to school.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy leads a flock of sheep with a book in his hand, and while herding the sheep, he uses the leg of lamb to practice bone straightening.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was still practicing acupuncture in the middle of the night......

"I always thought that I was very talented and worked hard, but compared to Fang Han, I was really far behind, and I had too much to learn from him. ”

Fang Han didn't know that because he got up at four o'clock this morning to make rounds and asked Ye Kai to make up a lot of pictures, and even made up his journey from childhood to adulthood.

With a smile, he walked to He Qinhan's bedside and asked, "How do you feel?"

Li Xiaofei hurriedly moved the round stool over and asked Fang Han to sit down.

"My legs are still a little swollen. ”

"Here, I'll take a pulse. Fang Han motioned for He Qinhan to stretch out his arm.

He Qinhan hurriedly exposed his white and round arms, Fang Han's three fingers were on them, and he asked while listening to the pulse, "Do you feel used to it in the hospital?"

"My sister felt a little uncomfortable in the hospital and wanted to be discharged. He Qinrong said on the side.

He Qinhan hurriedly glanced at He Qinrong.

Fang Han diagnosed his left arm and replaced his right arm before standing up: "Well, the recovery is okay, I can already be discharged from the hospital, in fact, this situation is better at home than in the hospital." ”

While saying this, Fang Han turned back to Li Xiaofei and said, "Register, bed No. 8 will be discharged today." ”

He Qinhan is a patient under Fang Han's name, how to treat it, how to arrange it is completely up to him, Miao Dalong has already given him a lot of authority.

"Dr. Fang, I think I need to observe for a few more days. He Qinhan suddenly became anxious, and his eyes glared at He Qinrong, making you talk more, let you talk more.

"Go back and raise it, ask me if you have anything at any time, and you can review it in a few days. Fang Han patiently explained: "The emergency bed has been tight, understand." ”

He Qinhan wanted to cry without tears, she was thinking about being discharged from the hospital before, but wasn't that because she thought that Dr. Fang would not be able to make ward rounds? Now Dr. Fang has come to make rounds.

Fang Han ignored him and continued to move towards the next patient.

"It's all your fault, it's all about making you talkative. He Qinhan stared at He Qinrong viciously, eager to swallow her in one gulp.

"I didn't expect that. He Qinrong was also speechless, she just said it casually, mainly to anger this girl, who knew that Fang Han pushed the boat down the river.

"Ah......" He Qinhan is about to go crazy, how can this be.

At half past seven in the morning, Fang Han finished his practical study, and from eight o'clock in the morning, other doctors would start to do ward rounds one after another, if he continued, it would be a little bad.

Hospitals are also divided into responsibility systems, each with its own patients, has its own area, and if the doctor's hand is too long, other doctors will have opinions.

Fortunately, Fang Han is an intern, if he is a resident or attending doctor, if he does this, other residents or attending doctors will definitely be unhappy, what do you mean by coming to check on my patients? Do you think you are better than me or what?

Fang Han is an intern, so there is no such thing, the attending doctor will definitely not think that Fang Han is finding fault, and the resident doctor will not care too much, but when people are rounding, he still has to be more restrained.

Fang Haoyang came to the office, saw Miao Dalong when he entered the door, and asked casually: "What are you doing with Fang Han leading a group of people early in the morning, I just watched the battle from afar." ”

Miao Dalong said with a smile: "I don't know what kind of nerves this kid has, he came at four o'clock in the morning, and examined the patients one by one." ”

"Is there such a thing?" Fang Haoyang was also a little surprised.

"I heard the nurse say that Fang Han is to practice more and improve his level in all aspects as soon as possible. Miao Dalong explained, and then said: "Director Fang, will other people have any ideas, let's talk about it first, this is not arranged by me." ”

Fang Han's identity is just an intern, but Miao Dalong is different, Fang Han is under his name, if this is misunderstood by others, it will not be good.

"Practice learning and improve your level?" Fang Haoyang smiled slightly: "This kid is diligent, okay, I know, I'll arrange it later, since he has this mind, we can't help but support it, right?"

As he spoke, Fang Haoyang walked to the door of the duty room and shouted to a nurse in the distance: "Call Xiao Ye to me, let me come to my office, and inform me that all the personnel will have a meeting in half an hour." ”