Chapter 103: Cough! Cough!
Ahem, ahem, ahem, coughing, breathless cough. Zhang Fan and Shao Hua's family had a good May Day trip, and the old couple were also happy, Zhang Fan was even happier, and his relationship with Shao Hua was one step closer.
Back at the hospital, I was transferred to the respiratory department. As soon as I entered the department, I heard coughing one after another, and now that the weather is warmer, the number of patients is relatively reduced a lot, and if it is autumn, winter or early spring, the ward is directly full of patients.
The respiratory department, the main department of the hospital, is also the home department of many geriatric patients. The director, Jumabek, is in his thirties and the only doctor in the hospital who has studied abroad. In the SARS year, he studied in the capital, and risked his life to follow the doctors of the advanced training department into the infectious disease area.
After the epidemic ended, he was directly sent to the United Kingdom for further study by the frontier. When he came back from further study, he should have stayed in Bird City casually, but he didn't, and insisted on returning to Chasu City.
At that time, he was the first-generation director, and it was not suitable for a dean to be too young, so he was directly promoted to the director of the department, and the old director of the respiratory department was aggrieved and went to the geriatric department to be the director.
Because of this level of experience, the respiratory department is very famous in the surrounding area, and he is a Kazakh ethnic group, and many rich and powerful people from Kazakhstan abroad also come to him for treatment.
The director is young and has the experience of studying abroad, and has a great future, and the management of the following doctors is very strict, not only in the treatment of patients, but also in the spirit of dress and spirit. Male doctors must wear shirts and ties, female doctors are required to wear light makeup, and you are not allowed to wear sweatpants or slippers on duty.
Older doctors are really unhappy in this department. Strict management aside, there is no way to rise. If there is no hope, you can only look at the money. The two dignified deputy high-level students were lying in front of the computer and typing on the medical records.
But for young doctors, this department is really good. The director is famous, and there are a lot of diseases in his hands, and the director's eyes do not stop at the position of the director, so he is also very generous to the doctors below, and he does not participate in many kickbacks. This department is Li Hui's current goal, and when he is transferred to other departments, he will often come to the respiratory department to brush his presence in front of the director.
Zhang Fan reported to the department, a week later than other transfer doctors. did not participate in the May Day duty, after arriving at the department, other senior doctors have students, the youngest Zhu Qianqian did not bring a transfer doctor, she has just been promoted to the attending doctor, and she is lean and lean.
After the morning meeting, arterial blood gases are collected. In the respiratory department, almost all patients who enter the department will draw arterial blood, and some of them will have more than once. The nurse was too busy, and after the head nurse told the director about the situation, Jumabek waved his hand and asked the arterial blood to be drawn by the transfer doctor.
Many of the doctors who transferred to the department couldn't figure it out, so they begged the nurses for help. Those with higher EQ are okay with better popularity, and those with poor EQ are not high, and no one will really help them. 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 the department couldn't figure it out, so they begged her, and she was willing to do it, but she had to exchange, whoever she helped draw blood had to write a case for her.
After Zhang Fan entered the department, he began the routine of the respiratory department, looking at the color of sputum, asking for medical history, drawing blood, writing cases, giving doctor's orders, and doing ward rounds. Fortunately, he already has a licensed physician, and the doctors and nurses still give some face, at least they won't breathe and drink.
Although the weather has become hotter, the patients in the ward are still full, and Zhu Qianqian manages more than 20 patients, and it takes an hour to make a ward round. Thickness of wet and dry rales, wheezing, and breath sounds.
Whether the course of antibiotics is due or not, the results of sputum culture, and many trivial things. And the lungs are not good, so the breath is suffocated. If you don't breathe well, your temper will be bad, and the old man and old lady who are hospitalized in the respiratory department will not have a very good temper, and they will get angry at every turn. The little nurse who often scolds is crying and crying.
You have to be patient with this kind of disease, if you leak a little impatience or don't explain it properly, you will get angry, and most of the old patients in the respiratory department are relatively thin, why, the respiratory muscles are not strong enough, and the phlegm cannot be discharged.
Fat people have strong respiratory muscles, strong cough vibrations, and it is a high-consumption disease, so in the respiratory department, most patients are relatively thin.
Zhu Qianqian's child is just over a year old, it costs money to raise a child, and she has high requirements, she is ready to give her child milk powder to the age of six, she is not worried about the domestic milk powder, and she drinks all imported milk powder from Germany, and I don't know from which angle to judge, so she works hard, and the whole department has the most patient numbers for her.
If you want to talk about the liver, Zhang Fan can pass her liver! Not to mention anything else, she often works overtime, writes medical records until eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and then her husband comes to pick her up before going home. I often write medical records overnight on the night shift, and there are many sick numbers and mistakes, so I have to change them. The medical records are not up to standard, and the medical records are often changed. Zhang Fan's arrival made her very happy, but when she heard from several other transfer doctors, she couldn't be happy.
First of all, Zhang Fan already has a licensed physician, to say something unpleasant, if you are too oppressive and don't do it, even the director of the respiratory department can't do it, and it's a big deal not to breathe in the future.
And Zhang Fan is still a celebrity in surgery, and he doesn't care about the opinions of the director of internal medicine and doctors, which means that she can't press this Zhang Fan, and she still coaxes, otherwise people 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 write and change, this is her record in a week, and she really worked hard.
After finishing the morning, Shao Hua wanted to deliver food to Zhang Fan in the evening, so Zhang Fan refused, although it was not far but not close, and this respiratory department was also easy to infect, so he didn't let Shao Hua come.
Zhu Qianqian smiled and said to Zhang Fan: "Doctor Zhang, what do you want to eat at night?" She wanted people to work, but she was not willing to pay. For a doctor who has transferred departments or interned, he will really do a good job for you if he manages a meal at night to make the family eat better. The salary is not high, and there is no shortage of oil and water in the stomach.
But Zhu Qianqian doesn't do it, and it is one point to save one. Zhang Fan didn't understand either, so he said, "I don't know, Dr. Zhu, what are you eating." ”
"I brought a little pilaf, so you don't have to go out, don't say it's not clean if you waste time. You eat my pilaf, I usually don't eat at night. ”
"Well, I'm used to eating out a lot. ”
"I really don't eat at night, I put it away, do you hate to use my lunch box, don't worry! The child is small, and our family pays special attention to it. You can eat with confidence. Without saying anything, he came out with a very small lunch box.
Everyone said so, and Zhang Fan couldn't refuse. Although Zhu Qianqian is reluctant to make money, she is really diligent enough. While washing chopsticks for Zhang Fan, while looking for paper towels and pouring hot water, Zhang Fan was embarrassed.
"Taste it, it tastes really good, my husband has learned it specially, and it tastes no worse than the outside. ”
The taste is also lively, the pilaf is already oily, and it can't be eaten no matter how good it tastes when it is cooled. And the amount is not much, Zhang Fan ate it in a few bites.
"Tastes good?"
"It's okay!"
Zhang Fan was going to wash the lunch box, but Zhu Qianqian rushed to do it.