Medical road

The medical record of internal medicine can show the treatment level of a doctor, the analysis of the disease and the thinking of medication can all be reflected in the medical record, which is a good treatment file.Zhang Fan's basic internal medicine is general, just to test the liver after work. Now he has a lot of medical records to study, and he will definitely not let it go.

For an hour, two hours, or three hours, Zhang Fan sat in front of the computer and never got up. Zhu Qianqian went to the bathroom and poured water for Zhang Fan twice.

"Doctor Zhang, don't worry, it's best to finish the revision tonight, but tomorrow is fine. You can have some coffee, my husband bought it specially, it tastes good."

Zhu Qianqian was so happy that she was going to die, Zhang Fan was too much to suffer, and she was better than her, she really copied the treasure.Zhang Fan worked hard, and Zhu Qianqian was rare and generous once, making coffee, pouring water, and washing fruits.

Zhang Fan didn't feel boring at all. He started to study and compare carefully from the medical records, and analyzed a lot of knowledge and experience.Previously in the Department of Cardiology, his teaching staff did not accumulate so many medical records and did not have the opportunity to analyze this way.

The teaching in my heart is a Buddhist system, regardless of the number of patients, regardless of the number of patients, can rest early and rest early, Zhu Qianqian from the Department of Respiratory Medicine is really good at fighting.

"Doctor Zhu, why isn't this patient taking respiratory stimulants?" Zhang Fan asked, pointing to a patient's medical record.

"Well, I also asked the director at that time. The director said that the lung function of this patient has been attenuated, and the use of respiratory stimulants will increase the retention of carbon dioxide."

"Oh. That's how it is."

"You don't know, the director of our department is too strict. Medical records like mine are considered good medical records in other departments. Your surgical medical records are all pasted and copied. We can't do it. We can't write any experience, so we won't give it. ~! It took me a lot of time."

Zhang Fan was in cold sweat. "The skin is too thick, and there are many typos in the medical records. I also dislike the director's strictness. No matter how simple the surgical medical records, the surgical records are typed out one by one. If you are at the starting point, you will Can be scolded to death!" Zhang Fan didn't know what to say.

But Zhu Qianqian also really fights. She has the most number of patients in a ward, which is twice as many as the least doctor.A doctor can only take care of eight cases at most, no amount of energy is enough.Fortunately, the director of the breathing is strict and the ward rounds are meticulous, otherwise Zhu Qianqian's posture of collecting patients will definitely go wrong.

The director is not easy to say with her, what can a doctor who tries to manage the number of patients say.I can't help her accept the sick number.Zhu Qianqian, like a robot cat, will have a snack, and a snack.

The respiratory department is highly infectious. She washes her hands at any time. Zhang Fan doesn't like to eat snacks very much. She is obsessed with medical records and doesn't want to get up and wash her hands. She just listens to Zhu Qianqian's mouse and eats like a rat.It’s easy to modify the medical records. Anyway, there is a template, but if you want to study, you have to use your heart. Zhang Fan is annoyed.No wonder if you don’t eat dinner at night, you can get hungry one after another pack of snacks!

Nothing, if you don't have to consult Zhu Qianqian, Zhang Fan sat down at the door with all his heart."Doctor Zhang, you don't need to be too careful about this, just take a look and change it. It's all a routine, just a few kinds of drugs. Just take a look and change the typos and the points deducted!"

She changed three medical records, and Zhang Fan hadn't finished changing one. If she didn't leave the computer from start to finish, she would think Zhang Fan was working hard.

"It's okay. I don't have a lot of internal medicine transfers, and Dr. Zhu's medical records are just right to study." Zhang Fan ignored her. If she didn't study, it would be meaningless, and she didn't change the medical records for the purpose of changing the medical records. Does it make sense to sit here?

Although Zhu Qianqian has a lot of things, her hands are really not slow. The keyboard is flying up, almost without a mouse, all kinds of shortcut keys, paste, copy, modify, and wrap.

"You use shortcut keys to make the speed faster. This is a summary of my many years of experience. Using shortcut keys can save three minutes compared to using a mouse to get a medical record. If you want 30 medical records, you will save a lot of time. Change it earlier. After that, I can rest earlier."

Zhu Qianqian really did it to the extreme, "Are you a typist or an internist?" Zhang Fan wondered.

"Dr. Zhu, the thirty-three bed is suffocating badly, and the bell is ringing. I took a look, and the oxygen saturation is a bit low." The nurse entered the doctor's duty room and called Zhu Qianqian.

"Let me see, it may be that the sputum is blocking the airway, you continue to change the medical record." Zhu Qianqian stood up and said with a stethoscope.

Zhang Fan didn’t come to change her medical record, he came to transfer to another department to study. It’s impossible not to see if there is a sudden illness, "It’s okay, I’ll go see too." He said, and got up with a stethoscope. , Zhu Qianqian curled her lips.

Thirty-three beds, male, more than 70 years old, smoking more than 50 years old.Chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, pulmonary heart disease, high blood pressure, and hyperlipidemia are all. This time, I entered the hospital because of a cold and another infection.

"This Doctor Chen is not responsible at all. There is so much sputum and no ambroxol is prescribed for nebulization. He still sucks sputum in the middle of the night. It's really troublesome!" Zhu Qianqian kept chattering.

The voice was not loud, but the old man heard it, and patted the bed angrily. The face under the mask was flushed, "Master, don't be angry, I will tell the director tomorrow so that the director can clean up Dr. Chen." Zhu Qianqian is also a thief. One sentence calmed the old man.The family members were also dissatisfied, but what could be done? The old man was so suffocated, he didn't dare to talk to the doctor, so he was afraid to provoke the doctor. As soon as she procrastinated, the old man would suffer even more.

The sputum suction and atomization made the old man feel a little better, and he could sleep for a while while lying down."Tomorrow you and the head nurse will receive a thick mask like the one I wear. This mask is not good for you. The respiratory department is particularly easy to spread. Don't infect you." After handling the sick number, Zhu Qianqian said to Zhang Fan.

"Okay, I'll get it tomorrow." Zhang Fan responded, thinking about it and then asking: "Why didn't the doctor in charge give oxygen to this patient? Why did you take another low-flow oxygen inhalation as soon as you took over?"

"It's useless. It's useless for the old slow resistance to give oxygen without positive pressure. The next oxygen inhalation is also a psychological effect on him. If you don't give me some measures and treatments for his disease, he can give you trouble all night. .A little oxygen can also comfort him." Zhu Qianqian said triumphantly.

One night, neither of them closed their eyes. Zhang Fan was systematic and energetic. Zhu Qianqian had a son who ate foreign milk powder, who was also energetic. He had more than 30 medical records, and they were all done at dawn.

"Oh! I'm really tired. I can't straighten my waist anymore, Dr. Zhang, after the rounds are over, I will ask you to have a bun. I have been busy all night, but I have never eaten a bun outside. , The hawker selling steamed buns at the entrance of the hospital grabbed steamed buns after wiping his nose with his hand. I have seen it several times!"

"Hey! I really took it." Zhang Fan, who stayed up all night and didn't collapse, almost made Zhu Qianqian collapse.Because of the stall selling buns at the entrance of the hospital, Zhang Fan bought buns there almost every day!

"No. Thank you Dr. Zhu."