I'm really an intern

Chapter 321 People who work hard will not have bad luck

On Tuesday morning, while his roommate was still soundly asleep, Zhang Tianyang had already slipped out.

Speaking of which, today was the first time he entered the operating room.

Still a little excited.

In the hospital at 07:30, there were already noisy human voices.

Most of them are family members of patients who come out to buy breakfast.

"One two one, one two one!"

The security guards formed a phalanx and lined up chanting, walking past Zhang Tianyang with untidy steps.

Then at the fork ahead, the queue split into two, and then into four.

Soon, the security guards all stood at their posts and began to maintain order.

The family members of the patients honestly lined up in front of each building, watching many hurried figures walking through the "doctor-only passage" with half a steamed stuffed bun or deep-fried dough sticks in their mouths.

"Yo, are you at work?"

"Morning! Where are you going to pick up the patient?"

"Digestive building, call early in the morning!"

Many aunts and uncles dressed in green or purple nursing uniforms, masks, hats, and shoe covers also met and greeted each other in the aisle between buildings.

Zhang Tianyang took a second look and noticed that in their shoe covers, they were wearing special slippers for the operating room.

It is the aunts and uncles of the nurses who come to pick up the patients to the operating room.

Medicine and surgery are really different worlds.

At least, Zhang Tianyang had never paid attention to the existence of these nurses who got up early to pick up and drop off patients.

07:30 in the morning is the time when many nine-to-five office workers may just open their eyes, or may still be in dreamland.

But the entire Eastern Hospital has already begun to move its huge body.

Numerous uniformed nurses, doctors, and nurses, like delicate parts or solid screws, have stuck to their posts, promoting the normal operation of the entire hospital .

Countless medical workers have made Dongfang Hospital "come alive".

……

"Da da da"

The corridor of the ward was still a little empty.

So when a group of white coats walked, it seemed as if there was wind under their feet.

Zhang Tianyang had come 10 minutes earlier, but the white coats in the same group had come earlier.

The bald teacher Yang and brother Meng have already occupied two computers in the office.

Even Sun Yu had already arrived, holding a stack of printing paper in his hand, and when he saw Zhang Tianyang approaching, he quickly handed him a sheet.

The paper in his hand was still warm from the ink, Zhang Tianyang flipped through it, and found that the front was a list of patients with today's date marked on it.

The bed number, name, diagnosis, and arrangement notes are all clear at a glance.

There are triangle marks in front of the four beds for surgery today.

On the back of the paper are scrapped medical records.

This is a very normal waste recycling operation.

Zhang Tianyang glanced casually, then took out the blue and black pen in his breast pocket, and marked in front of the list of his five patients.

One more patient was discharged yesterday and has been taken off the list.

Then, he thought for a moment, and wrote down some key words to be reported next to each patient.

Looking left and right, there are similar marks on the papers of Senior Brother Meng and Brother Yang with the bald headband.

Sun Yu's side was a little different.

Zhang Tianyang found that Sun Yu didn't stare at the patient list, but turned the paper to the back, and there was writing on the back with a blue and black pen.

At this time, neither the chief director nor the other teacher came, and the ward rounds had not yet begun. Sun Yu was staring at the blue and black handwriting, muttering something.

what is that?

Zhang Tianyang was a little bit curious, and couldn't help but glance at Sun Yu when he passed by.

"what?"

There was a little bit of surprise.

Those neat blue and black handwriting turned out to be densely packed knowledge points.

After a quick glance, Zhang Tianyang saw a lot of keywords.

To put it simply, there are: the standard of polyuria and oliguria, the cause of hematuria and foamy urine, and the "three highs" characteristics of adrenal disease.

Difficult ones include: treatment plan for bladder cancer, several surgical methods of bladder resection

And Sun Yu's chanting words were silently reciting the above knowledge points.

"Ok?"

Seeming to have sensed Zhang Tianyang's attention, Sun Yu looked up at him with some embarrassment, smiled, and took the initiative to explain.

"I picked these from "100 Questions for Senior Doctors in Urology". I feel that I may ask questions during the ward rounds. Well, I want to make a good impression on the director. Do you want to see it?"

Zhang Tianyang smiled and shook his head.

Of course he doesn't need these things.

In fact, before each admission, he would conduct similar training in the system space.

So he was never afraid of such things as "teaching ward rounds".

But this was the first time he saw that someone other than him took the initiative to review these things.

Think about the reactions of those young doctors in the departments that were rotated before when they encountered teaching rounds?

Dumbfounded, distraught, heaven and earth shattered, cursing.

Then take the time to familiarize yourself with the data of your patients.

As for asking questions, answer as soon as you can, and just mess around if you don’t.

Anyway, if the superior doctor can't ask the answer, he will explain it by himself in the end, and at most he will be stared at and scolded.

Those little doctors have long been as thick-skinned as a city wall, and dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water.

There are really not many people like Sun Yu who prepare early, don't panic before the battle, and are in the mood to review various "100 questions for senior doctors".

Thinking of the contrast between people, Zhang Tianyang couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling, and then expressed his affirmation of Sun Yu.

"Come on, those who work hard will not have bad luck."

"what."

Sun Yu was a little dazed, but soon laughed.

"Well, thanks!"

Seeing that she began to bow her head to recite the book again, Zhang Tianyang was thinking about everything.

"Clap clap clap!"

The slaps from the bald teacher sounded, and Zhang Tianyang's eyes were attracted, only to realize that there were two white coats standing at the door of the office at some point.

The two white coats are tall and thin, with dark skin.

The younger man had a smile on his face, and looked quite gentle. Looking at his badge, he should be one of the two chief physicians in this group.

The older white coat looks a little serious, which always reminds people of the word "serious".

This should be the chief director of the Department of Urology.

"The ward round is over, the ward round is over!"

Brother Yang with a bald head and belt began to call the members of the group to gather, while senior brother Meng stepped forward quickly, took out two patient lists from Sun Yu, and handed them to the two white coats at the door respectively.

"Let's go, check the room."

The chief director glanced at the list of patients, then strode forward.

Another director, a small step behind, also went ahead.

Brother Yang with a bald head and a belt will be several steps behind, and he will follow suit.

In the end, Senior Brother Meng led the two little white cats and walked at the back.

Zhang Tianyang showed his gentlemanly demeanor and let Sun Yu walk ahead of him.

In this way, the whole team dragged a little longer, but it was only five or six meters away.

Zhang Tianyang stepped into the ward, glanced at the bed number at the door, and then just moved his gaze to the room, he was taken aback for a moment.

According to common sense, he should be able to see the patients on the hospital bed directly with his line of sight, and maybe see the back or silhouette of the superior doctor.

But Zhang Tianyang took a big look, and he just looked at the chief director who was walking out from the inside.

(End of this chapter)