Chapter 1064 - 804: The Patient Nobody Wants
It was clearly a familiar scene, facing familiar people, hearing familiar words.
But Blue Tie still felt his body go stiff for a split second.
The doctor with permed hair had already lowered her head and continued to say to Nan Zhubin, "After the assessment results come out, the system will automatically generate a report. You just export it and print it out. If the patient has a past medical history, remember to pull up their previous file first and compare."
As she spoke, her fingers flew over the keyboard a few times, the pages on the screen switched once, then returned to the initial interface.
"When the workload is heavy, you can preset commonly used scales as quick options, so you don’t have to dig through the menu every single time—"
Nan Zhubin nodded again, without saying much.
But Blue Tie knew these were all little tricks for operating the assessment room system. When they were on rotation here, the doctor with permed hair had only taught them the basic operating process, and never mentioned any of these small tips that save time and make work easier.
The door of the assessment room closed behind them.
The visiting consultants gradually found seats, either pulling open drawers to tidy their office supplies, or opening their own laptops to note down today’s work schedule.
Blue Tie’s gaze swept back and forth twice between Nan Zhubin and the doctor with permed hair. He opened his mouth like he wanted to say something, but for a moment didn’t know how to put it into words.
The doctor with permed hair didn’t even glance this way. She asked Nan Zhubin, "Did you remember what I just said?"
Nan Zhubin thought for a moment. "Roughly. But I probably need to actually operate it a few times to get the hang of it."
The doctor with permed hair nodded. "Then you might as well dive right in. Come, I’ll use my ID number to open a new patient interface for you, and you follow what I just said and run through it once. I’ll be watching right by your side. If there’s any problem, just stop anytime."
"Ah... will this cause any trouble for you?"
"It’s fine. Our information has long been entered into the system. That way, when we need medication, the outpatient doctors can operate directly. It’s convenient for things like colds and fevers..."
Blue Tie’s lips tightened again. They’d been here for so long and didn’t know about things like this at all!
When they came to the assessment room before, they always had to sit on the side first and watch the supervising teacher operate. Only after watching for two or three days were they allowed to touch the system under the supervision of the doctor with permed hair. And even then, when they did touch the system, it was only auxiliary data entry; the core operations were still done by the doctor with permed hair herself.
But Nan Zhubin, in less than half an hour of being here, was allowed to go straight in.
Using the doctor with permed hair’s own medical record information, no less!
This, this, this... In a hospital, isn’t this the equivalent of a teacher drawing lines directly on their own muscles to teach students to identify human tissues?
Before Blue Tie could readjust his mindset.
The doctor with permed hair suddenly tapped her own head in annoyance, like she’d just remembered something.
"Oh, right, I forgot and treated you like a student posted here full-time. By the time you’re familiar with this system, it might take two or three days. But you’re a resident consultant, so you probably only have scattered one or two hours a day to come here, right?"
You don’t teach the full-time students like this either, Blue Tie grumbled inwardly.
But hearing her say that, he did feel a weight lifted from his chest.
"Then how about this," the doctor with permed hair suddenly came up with a good idea. "From now on, whenever you come to the assessment room, just handle the professional part of the psychological assessment results."
"Leave the grunt work of handing out questionnaires, checking payments, printing results to them." She jerked her chin toward the visiting consultants. "They’re just getting familiar with the operating system anyway."
Blue Tie instinctively glanced at the female colleagues around him.
There was no change in their expressions. Someone even nodded, as if accepting this arrangement very naturally.
Indeed, they had just arrived not long ago and were still getting used to the system; and for people trying to switch careers from other professions in society, doing psychological assessments for patients right away without prior accumulation did feel a bit shaky.
On that front, the master’s-level interns were much more confident than the visiting consultants.
But Blue Tie was not the type to lack confidence.
Seeing the other colleagues all "submitting to the situation" like this, Blue Tie opened his mouth wanting to say something, yet still didn’t know what to say.
What tasks students should do is naturally allocated by the supervising teacher; and as for the purpose of the allocation, it is of course "based on" an evaluation of the student’s ability.
Charge straight up to a patient the moment they arrive to do an assessment and showcase your ability?
What, you think you’re the protagonist of some novel? What normal person would have that kind of nerve.
Blue Tie was all too familiar with this kind of situation, so he swallowed it down.
The doctor with permed hair seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to Nan Zhubin. "Right, there’s a patient this afternoon whose case is a bit special. I checked the preliminary screening record; it’s one of those pretty rare types. I usually don’t assign that kind of case to visiting consultants... But since you’re here, see if you can take it?"
This time Blue Tie couldn’t hold it in.
He quickly did the math in his head: he’d paid to be here!
Paying to work—tuition, accommodation, plus travel expenses, several thousand a month—yet he still only got to do odd jobs here.
And as for this Nan Zhubin in front of him? Just walked in and opened his mouth, didn’t have to pay a cent, and not only did he not have to pay, he could even pick and choose patients?!