I'm really an intern

Chapter 351 Doctor's "Explosive Power"

When he returned to the doctor's office, it was no surprise that Brother Meng was having a preoperative conversation with the last patient.

This patient, like the 33-bed patient just now, also has a bladder tumor and will undergo electrosurgical resection tomorrow.

But this was Brother Meng's patient.

Zhang Tianyang found a chair and sat obliquely behind Brother Meng, without interrupting.

But also observe silently.

"Doctor, what you just said"

The patient is a middle-aged man, not much different in age from Bed 33, but his temperament is much worse.

The whole person showed a state of anxiety, and his face was full of eagerness.

Brother Meng's words were often interrupted by him in the middle of his words, asking for some details.

His family member is also a middle-aged woman, his wife.

Wearing bulky and colorful clothes, the face is also anxious.

He often opens his mouth, but closes it slowly after the patient asks first.

In the entire doctor's office, there were only the sound of typing on the keyboard and the sounds of doctors communicating with each other in low voices.

After the couple started their preoperative conversation, the relatively quiet environment became inexplicably noisy.

After observing for a while, Zhang Tianyang felt his head buzzing.

But this is actually the norm for patients and their families.

After posting for a while, Zhang Tianyang finally saw that the phone in the corner was free.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, Zhang Tianyang bounced up in an instant and rushed out.

Brother Meng was talking to the patient and his family when he saw a white figure rushing out of the corner of his eye.

He paused for a while, and continued to explain without even turning his head.

"Doctor, that doctor"

The patient opened his mouth wide in shock, and pointed in the direction where Zhang Tianyang rushed out, his face full of horror.

"Calm down."

Only then did Brother Meng glance back, "It's just a machine grab."

Doctors who often mix in the clinic are generally very explosive.

Not because of regular exercise.

It is because there are many people and few computers. If you want to use a computer, you must have a quick eye.

By rushing and rushing, explosive power will be developed.

The same goes for telephones, stools, food and drinks distributed by pharmacy representatives during small lectures.

The patient silently withdrew his hand.

Doctors are horrible.

After communicating with the endoscopy room, it brought bad news.

Because there is a large flow of patients every day and gastroscopy resources are limited, except for emergency gastroscopy, the remaining patients must undergo gastroscopy in strict accordance with the queuing sequence.

A patient who has already made an appointment through an outpatient clinic cannot advance the time at will just because he is hospitalized.

But the bed doctor can choose to reschedule.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Tianyang thought for a while.

It takes about four days to make an appointment for a gastroscopy through the inpatient system.

If the patient comes a week earlier, he can still operate in this way to advance the time.

But the appointment time of the patient was supposed to be next week

Then there's no need to do it any more.

Zhang Tianyang felt that this answer was a bit painful.

But the patient had no opinion.

"Okay, we understand."

The 33-bed patient is really good at talking.

After expressing his understanding with a gentle nod, he did not forget to say to Zhang Tianyang, "Thank you doctor."

Really a decent old man!

So calm, not noisy, silently accept, don't forget to thank you

I have met many patients and family members who like to bluff, and Zhang Tianyang is a little embarrassed to meet such reasonable people.

"I don't know why, but for some reason, I really want to help him go through the back door to advance the gastroscopy time."

Zhang Tianyang sat obliquely behind Brother Meng, silently watching Mr. 33, who was listening carefully to the precautions.

In my heart, I couldn't help thinking of taking advantage of the convenience of my cooperation with the Department of Gastroenterology, and quietly Mimi gave his gastroscope a little earlier.

But after thinking about it, I still gave up.

Every patient is equal, and Zhang Tianyang can't violate the system just because he is so polite and polite.

Except in special cases.

"Are you surprised too?"

Sun Yu lowered his voice and turned his head to look at Zhang Tianyang.

This was her patient. Although she had to let Senior Brother Meng do the pre-operative talk because of her lack of ability, she still had to watch the talk.

At this time, she also moved a bench and sat near Zhang Tianyang, listening to Brother Meng's chanting, while quietly deserting Zhang Tianyang.

Zhang Tianyang also lowered his voice.

"Do you understand the patient's condition? I mean non-disease."

"Ah, when I asked the doctor before, I seemed to hear that he used to be a teacher."

It was rare to encounter something that Zhang Tianyang was interested in, and Sun Yu was happy to share his "information".

"I heard that he was teaching literature, a university teacher, but because of illness, he retired early."

I'm a teacher of literature.

Zhang Tianyang seems to have realized something.

From the moment he saw the 33-bed patient and his family members, he felt a strong sense of disobedience.

He really felt that patients with this temperament should not appear in the hospital.

If I insist on appearing, I always feel that it should also appear in places like Qiaoke.

The 18th bed on the ninth floor, if the two of them change, it will not violate the agreement.

But now it was discovered that Bed 33 turned out to be a teacher majoring in literature, and a few key words came to Zhang Tianyang's mind.

Long hat, blue shirt, decent, elegant.

The image of a "scholar" gradually overlaps with that of a 33-bed patient.

This is the right number.

No wonder.

"I think his temperament is very strange, and he is out of tune with other patients.

I heard that he wrote novels in the early years. I don’t remember which publication it was, but he was cheated by someone later. He filed a lawsuit because of copyright issues and almost lost his savings.

Later, with various illnesses, our Dongfang Hospital was turned around, and bladder cancer and gastric cancer were both operated on, and the economy was low.

In fact, I always think he should live in Qiaoke.”

Sun Yu whispered the information he knew, and Zhang Tianyang sighed.

On the one hand, they lamented Mr. 33's fateful life, and on the other hand, they lamented that Sun Yu was such a gossip, and quietly learned so many things.

"Doctor~doctor~"

At the door of the office, a head poked in and called out in a low voice.

Zhang Tianyang turned his head to look, and found that it was the patient who had just finished the preoperative conversation.

That's the one in Senior Brother Meng's hand, also the man who had a bladder tumor and was going to be resected.

Brother Meng was still communicating with bed 33, Zhang Tianyang stood up consciously and walked out of the office.

"What's wrong? What's the matter?"

The man's eyes still stayed in the office, looking around.

Zhang Tianyang followed his gaze and found that what he was looking at was bed 33 who was talking.

Frowning, Zhang Tianyang asked again.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Hi, doctor."

The man finally withdrew his gaze and rubbed his hands subconsciously.

"The one inside, is it going to have the bladder removed tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Zhang Tianyang frowned even deeper.

"Why are you asking this?"

　Did you mistake me for driving?hey-hey

　　

　

(End of this chapter)