I'm really an intern

Chapter 14 Will you regret choosing to study medicine?

Chapter 14 Will you regret choosing to study medicine?

Delivery is estimated to take more than half an hour.

Zhang Tianyang's fingers fluttered on the keyboard, and a concise and precise medical history and course of disease appeared on the screen.

Senior Sister Liang sat down at the computer next to him, and opened her own patient's medical record. With both hands on the keyboard, her eyes kept glancing at Zhang Tianyang's screen.

"Bed 41, male, 55 years old, admitted to hospital due to severe pitting edema of both lower extremities.

Six months ago, the patient had mild pitting edema of both lower extremities for no obvious reason. He went to a local hospital for treatment. The renal function test showed a slight increase in creatinine level. After symptomatic treatment with diuretics, the edema improved.

Three months ago, the patient had edema of both lower extremities again, which was progressively aggravated."

Senior Sister Liang originally just took a sneak peek from the corner of her eye, but she just gave up her cover-up as she watched, and moved the stool behind Zhang Tianyang to watch him write the medical records at close range.

Zhang Tianyang is not afraid, his face is neither red nor out of breath, he writes whatever he should.

In fact, his medical history is very detailed, and now he is completely able to hold on to writing a short story based on the patient's illness, and he can write thousands of words or tens of thousands of words.

But what is really written in the patient's medical record can only be a simplified vocabulary and a precise description.

A well-written medical record should be clear to anyone who sees it.

What is the most important question for this patient?

When did this problem and associated symptoms appear?

Has there been any treatment and treatment after it appeared, and what is the effect?

What is the patient's condition now?

Only when the doctor who sees the medical record can quickly understand the above problems can the medical record be considered qualified.

Senior Sister Liang watched in amazement behind Zhang Tianyang.

He has only been in the clinic for less than two weeks, how can he write this medical record so proficiently?

It will not be a long-winded and nonsense like a normal intern at all.

Many interns who have just graduated from the clinic are always scolded and scolded by the superior doctors for the skill of writing medical records.

Senior Sister Liang has also taken care of quite a few students, and the medical records are so indescribable that sometimes she even wants to laugh.

Of course, it's just fun when you scold them head and face.

But put it here as a junior, it seems, probably, maybe um, it seems that I can't find faults even if I want to find fault?

Not just medical records, consultation, judgment, treatment plan, clinical skills

It seems that there is nothing wrong with it anywhere!

Senior Sister Liang propped her chin with both hands, drawing a conclusion in her heart.

Junior brother is too strong.

Takeaway came unexpectedly early.

It took only 15 minutes from the time the order was placed to the time when the delivery boy poked his head into the doctor's office.

"Hey! Didn't disturb your work?"

The delivery guy confirmed the order information, and put two big bags of food on the meeting table.

"so much?"

Zhang Tianyang was a little surprised, these foods roughly seemed to be enough for four or five people!

Senior Sister Liang was calm, "Junior Brother has worked hard, you should eat something good."

The takeaway boy smiled and helped unpack the package, sighing while unpacking, "It's so hard for you to work so late!"

Seeing that the senior sister was too straightforward to answer the question, Zhang Tianyang laughed and joked with the younger brother.

"No hard work, no hard work, serve the people."

"By the way, why is it so fast this time? I used to order takeaway and it would take less than 40 minutes to arrive."

The takeaway boy stared at the "Hospital Rotation" on Zhang Tianyang's badge, "You are an intern? No wonder, this is the first time you order takeaway in the hospital, right?"

"When we deliver food, we all have an unspoken rule that orders from hospitals must be delivered first.

Especially if the food delivery location on the order is a doctor's office, nurse's station, etc., it must have the highest priority.

Moreover, there must be food delivery people around the hospital at all times, especially in nearby stores.

Because when you order food, you will choose the one that is close to you in order to rush the time, but you are too busy and have no time to eat by yourself. "

"How to say?" Zhang Tianyang became interested.

"I've been delivering food in this area all the time. I've delivered medicine, surgery, brain, emergency, and pediatrics. Basically, I've wandered around these buildings."

The delivery boy seemed to be a chatterbox too, so he immediately started the storytelling mode.

"When delivering the meal ordered by the doctor, they are basically talking about the patient's affairs, and when unpacking, they are also discussing and unpacking,

Sometimes when I say something suddenly, I will drop the food and run to see those black films in your hospital, is it called CT or something. "

Zhang Tianyang nodded, expressing his understanding.

Sometimes this is indeed the case. When it comes to the patient's condition suddenly, everyone has an idea, and then they have to immediately look at the patient's film or the results of various auxiliary examinations, and then determine the next treatment plan.

This is what a doctor does every day.

The takeaway guy is still talking.

"When delivering meals to nurses, it's even worse. I often see people running to the nurse's station to say that the bed is dying, and the nurses put down the food and run out."

"The most frequently delivered milk tea is milk tea. I usually order five or six cups. In the end, only one doctor came out to collect it. There was constant noise behind the doctor."

"There are also departments such as pediatrics. Every time I go there, there is crying everywhere, and the takeaway there can't be delivered to the doctor. It has always been "just put it on the table."

"I remember the last time I delivered food outside the operating room, the patient just pushed out, followed by the doctor who came out to pick up the meal, and still shouted, "Hurry up, there is one more after eating". I felt very sad at that time."

"Up to now, I have probably ordered several hundred orders for your doctors and nurses. I have never seen a doctor or nurse waiting leisurely. They are all doing their jobs.

Just like today, weren't you working just now? "

The delivery guy checked the time, it was [-]:[-]pm.

He looked seriously at the two white coats in front of him, "You have worked hard."

For a while, Zhang Tianyang didn't know what to say.

It seems a little dramatic today.

He tried his best to treat the patient, but was maliciously questioned by the patient's family.

Then, unexpectedly, he was respected by the delivery boy.

After a long pause, Zhang Tianyang squeezed out a smile again, "It's not hard, it should be. But, thank you."

Senior Sister Liang is not very good at expressing, but there is gentleness on her originally cold face.

"DiDi! You have a new order!"

The takeaway boy looked down at his phone and smiled apologetically, "Another one was sent to the doctor's office, let's not talk, I'll go first!"

The office was quiet again.

The doctor on duty was called over, and together they wiped out half of the table's food.

In the middle of eating, Senior Sister Liang suddenly spoke.

"Junior Brother, are you angry when you meet such a family member today?"

"A bit."

"You have just entered the clinic. Maybe you will meet more family members like this in the future, or you will encounter more excessive, annoying, or even incomprehensible ones.

Do you regret choosing to study medicine? "

Zhang Tianyang thought for a while, and said seriously: "No."

When he was walking back to the dormitory under the moonlight again, the corners of Zhang Tianyang's mouth rose slightly.

Suddenly, I felt something in my heart.

Look up and look at the sky.

There are stars today.

 I don't regret it either

  

 

(End of this chapter)

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