"Really?"

The patient in Senior Sister Chen's hand had been dealt with, and at this time, she supported her chin with her arms and stared at the newly opened medical order of Zhang Tianyang on the computer in a daze.

"Is it really that Nephi...... Buddhist nun...... Is that a problem with the fungus?"

She tried several times and then gave up on the treatment.

It was because the fungus was so rare that she couldn't even remember the name for a while.

After thinking about it, Chen Shishi was a little depressed.

The junior brother was able to find such a remote fungus, but he couldn't even remember the name!

Senior Brother He had already taken off his white coat and changed into civilian clothes, and at this time he turned his head and smiled.

"Try it, so many directors didn't come up with any dissenting opinions, maybe it would be useful. ”

"Hmm......"

Senior Sister Chen turned her head to look at the door of the doctor's office, wanting to see the girl in bed 8, but she was afraid to see her.

After thinking about it, he still folded his hands and prayed silently.

"Lord Jade Emperor, Queen Mother, what is Taishang Laojun, Wenqu Xingjun, and God of Wealth......

Bless the junior brother to exert great might, eliminate germs in one fell swoop, and cure the patient!

Amen!"

After a messy combination of Chinese and Western prayers, Chen Shishi spread out on the table as if she had lost all her strength.

"Alas, I really envy my junior brother, I can find blind spots that the big guys haven't noticed......"

......

And Zhang Tianyang, who is envied, is actually under a lot of pressure.

In fact, as a little doctor in charge of the bed, he should not have had such a lot of pressure.

What about incurable diseases? Even if he is a critically ill patient who is about to die, in fact, he will not be under a lot of pressure.

After all, the condition is judged by the senior doctor, the treatment plan is formulated by the senior doctor, and in case of any crisis situation, the senior doctor directs it.

And he, as a bedside doctor, just needs to be a good tool person, be familiar with the condition and examination results, and then report in real time.

However, he proposed the new suspected pathogenic bacteria, and the new treatment plan was also proposed by him.

This heavy responsibility, which should have been undertaken by a senior doctor, is now directly pressed on him.

If he guesses wrong, not to mention whether the blame will be chased to him, he can't let himself go in the first place.

Therefore, the 8-bed girl enjoyed the treatment of the 59-bed old man before.

At the end of the day, Zhang Tianyang went to see her at least 3 times, and a group of five-year friends would follow her more than a dozen times.

After the surgical debridement was done on Thursday, it became 5 times a day, and basically Zhang Tianyang went there to hang out.

The girl in bed 8 still can't speak, and the woman is taking care of her, and she is in a mixed mood these days.

On the one hand, there was hope for Zhang Tianyang, and he brought the expectation that had been silent for a long time.

On the one hand, the white coat came after a while, and the woman felt that she was paying attention, and at the same time, she began to wonder if her daughter's illness was too serious......

In addition, even if antifungal drugs are used, it is necessary to wait if they want to take effect, and women are anxious and afraid......

For this, Zhang Tianyang has no way to effectively comfort him.

I can only pay more attention to the vital signs of the 8-bed girl, as well as the results of various examinations.

And then the rest, is to wait.

and other drugs are effective or ineffective.

Wait for the laboratory to report the culture results or the culture can not be cultivated.

Only time can prove the authenticity.

Of course, Zhang Tianyang's patient is not only an 8-bed girl.

On Thursday afternoon, Professor Zhu assigned him another patient with ascites.

However, the etiology and diagnosis of this patient were clear, and for the time being, only liver protection, ascites, diuresis, and albumin supplementation were given.

Zhang Tianyang handled it with ease and arranged it clearly.

The 82-bed uncle still has a random fever every day, but it is obvious that the maximum temperature of the fever every day is decreasing.

From 39 degrees Celsius at the beginning to 37.5 degrees Celsius, even if the strong antibiotics were downgraded, there was no rebound.

The situation of ascites is also improving, from 3.4 thousand milliliters of ascites every day at the beginning, to a few hundred milliliters every two days, and the abdominal distension has improved significantly.

Zhang Tianyang discussed the situation of 82 beds with Senior Brother He and decided to let him go home when his daily maximum body temperature dropped to 37 degrees Celsius.

On Saturday, a routine round.

The family member next to the 8-bed girl was replaced by a silent middle-aged man, and the woman who had been with the bed before was absent during the entire ward round.

The middle-aged man is not very clear about the specific situation of the little girl every day after she was admitted to the hospital, but he can still be sure that at least the condition has not deteriorated worse than before she was admitted to the hospital.

"If there is no deterioration, that's good news. ”

Professor Zhu also had a smile on his face, and then gave instructions.

"Continue to use the antifungal drugs, and then wait for the results from the laboratory department. ”

"Thank you, doctor. ”

The middle-aged man is not good at words, and he held back this sentence during the whole ward round.

Before leaving, Zhang Tianyang glanced back at the girl on the hospital bed.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that the corners of her mouth seem to be a little upturned.

Is it in ...... Laugh?

......

The self-reported abdominal distension of 82 beds has been completely relieved, and it is true that the ascites cannot be released, Professor Zhu made a decision to extubate.

The new 83 beds had good vital signs and nothing to pay special attention to.

At the end of the ward round, Zhang Tianyang took an iodine, cotton swabs, gauze, and dressing stickers, pushed the treatment cart borrowed from the little nurse, and extubated the 82-bed uncle.

"Dr. Zhang. ”

The 82-bed uncle greeted Zhang Tianyang with a smile, and his face was very good.

The family member next to him is still the Cantonese accent uncle who likes to speak with "la", and he also greeted Zhang Tianyang with a smile at this time.

"Doctor, is my dad getting better, can he be discharged from the hospital soon?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Tianyang also responded with a smile, but the mask blocked the smile.

His men move swiftly, but steadily.

Dismantle the adhesive tape, disinfect, extubate, sterilize again, pressure bandage with gauze, and soon, Zhang Tianyang dragged the pulled out tube and stuffed it into a box with a yellow garbage bag.

"Observe for two more days, and the fever will completely drop and you can go home!"

It is a good thing that the patient can be discharged from the hospital for the better.

In the past few days, he has been suppressed by the matter of the little girl in the 8th bed, and Zhang Tianyang rarely shows a smile.

"Doctor, I want to ask a question!"

Zhang Tianyang had finished the operation, there seemed to be some noise outside, and he was about to go and see, but was stopped by the family members of the 82nd bed.

"Doctor, what about us, we think you are very powerful, if my father is uncomfortable in the future, can he come to you directly?"

"Can you leave us a contact information, or tell us where we can find you?"

It is a matter of great pride to be appointed as a "royal doctor" by a patient.

"Thank you for your trust. Zhang Tianyang was already smiling under the mask, "But I will be out of the department this weekend, and I will not be in this department." ”

"I'm actually an intern doctor who needs to rotate through various departments in the hospital, and I'll be in a different department next week. ”

Zhang Tianyang smiled and comforted the 82-bed uncle who was obviously a little lost.

"Next time you come, you can also hang Professor Zhu's number, Professor Zhu goes out of the clinic every Tuesday, and the doctors here are very good. ”

"No, no, no, it's just you!"

The 82-bed uncle sulked like a child.

"You don't know how good you are! I used to be hospitalized, and other doctors gave me ascites and touched my stomach, and my face was cold, only you, who was smiling all the time!"

Zhang Tianyang was surprised, "I'm wearing a mask, how do you know I'm laughing." ”

The family replied for the old man, "Just look at your eyes!"

......

Before leaving the department, he was inexplicably recognized by patients and their families, Zhang Tianyang was in a happy mood and couldn't help laughing.

He also hummed a song softly as he pushed the cart to the treatment room and disposed of the pile of waste that had just been generated.

There was some noise in the corridor, interrupting Zhang Tianyang's lyrics, and his brows furrowed.

"What's the matter, are you making trouble again?"

Pushing open the door of the treatment room and looking out, Zhang Tianyang looked at the woman who had just stopped at the door of the treatment room.

Isn't this the mom of an 8 bed girl?

Zhang Tianyang recognized the person in an instant, and found out that something was wrong in the next second.

The woman trembled a little, there were tears left in the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were also red.

I chuckled in my heart.

"How do you ......"

"Doctor!"

The woman "poofed" and knelt down in front of Zhang Tianyang.