I'm really an intern

Chapter 352 Brother, you should show some face!

Patients communicate with each other.

But a patient was lying at the door of the doctor's office looking around in a wretched way, and then asked about other patients.

No matter how you look at it, there is a problem.

Zhang Tianyang's complexion was a bit unfriendly, and the man opposite obviously felt it too.

"Well, doctor, I have no other meaning!"

With a smile on his face, he rubbed his hands and approached Zhang Tianyang.

"Doctor, I just want to ask, um, does diarrhea have any effect on the operation?"

Zhang Tianyang:? ? ?

This topic is jumping a little fast, isn't it?

The man was too close, Zhang Tianyang took a few steps back to keep a comfortable distance.

Although a bit strange, but the patient asked, he still had to explain.

"Diarrhea is diarrhea, and there are many causes of diarrhea, so it's hard to say.

But if you just catch a cold or eat the wrong thing, mild diarrhea is not a big problem. "

"Food and water should be fasted before the operation, and the situation will naturally improve. If you are worried about affecting the operation, you can fast a little earlier.

If you feel really uncomfortable before the operation, you can consult a doctor, and we will coordinate. "

After explaining carefully, Zhang Tianyang asked casually.

"Do you have diarrhea? If you are worried about affecting the operation, should I prescribe you some medicine? When did you start to have diarrhea?"

Having said that, Zhang Tianyang has already taken out his small notebook, ready to start the consultation.

Diarrhea that can make patients worry about whether it will affect the operation should be serious?

I don't know the specific situation. I have to ask about the cause of the diarrhea, the frequency, time, the color, character, smell, etc. of the excrement before making a decision.

"Hey, no, I didn't have diarrhea."

Seeing that Zhang Tianyang was so serious, the man became anxious and explained quickly, subconsciously swaying his hands desperately.

"You didn't have diarrhea?"

Zhang Tianyang paused, with a strange expression on his face.

Since there is no diarrhea, why do you ask him if diarrhea will affect the operation?

Are you free?

Or

"Who has diarrhea?"

"Eh, no, no."

The man waved his hand again, justifying, "Don't worry about it, doctor, I'll just ask, just ask."

"Then what, doctor, you are busy, I won't bother you anymore!"

As if he was afraid that Zhang Tianyang would continue to ask, the man slipped away with oil on his feet.

"Eh, no, you"

Zhang Tianyang wanted to say something more, but the man left so fast that he walked a long way in a blink of an eye.

"I thought we could advance the number of units"

"Those little nurses have said that those who are in the back line for surgery will starve for a day"

"Why are you so unlucky?"

The subtle voice floated from the direction where the man left, and Zhang Tianyang stopped chasing forward.

Is this complaining about the low number of operating tables?

Pull out the surgery schedule and find the man's schedule.

"Well, the fifth one, is that the last one, or is it the last one after two kidney cuts that really take a long time to starve?"

But what does this have to do with diarrhea?

Weird.

Zhang Tianyang frowned and thought, but was soon interrupted.

"What did that patient ask you for?"

Brother Meng finished his preoperative conversation with the 33-bed patient and followed him from behind.

Zhang Tianyang thought for a while, and directly extracted the core appeal of the patient.

"He wants to adjust the operation time, he doesn't want to be hungry for so long, he wants to advance."

"That won't work."

Brother Meng refused immediately without giving him a chance.

"The first one must have been easy, it must have been a hydrocele.

Both sets of kidney transplantation require energy, and they have to be in the front row.

The two bladder resections can be adjusted, but now that the operation arrangement has been made, if it is adjusted again, the anesthetist will scold people.”

After giving sufficient reasons, Brother Meng ruthlessly refused again.

"Let's be hungry for a long time, and then just give him some nutrition injections. Hey, where's my pen?"

Brother Meng shook a pile of documents such as informed notices and power of attorney in his hand, and searched up and down on his white coat, but he couldn't find a trace of the pen.

"No, I asked the patient to sign it just now."

Brother Meng was like a headless chicken. After turning over and over on his body, he ran to the table where the pre-operative talk had just been held and circled several times.

Finally, he chose to give up and reached out to Zhang Tianyang.

"Brother Zhang, lend me a pen!"

Responsive, Zhang Tianyang took a blue and black pen from his left pocket and handed it over.

In the pocket that originally contained five pen nibs, now there are only four left.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa-"

The document was flipped quickly, and Brother Meng skillfully sketched on it, and then filled in the name where the doctor's signature was required.

With a rare pen in hand, after he filled out the two documents with the patient's signature, he signed the remaining three documents by the way.

Then he slipped the pen into his left breast pocket.

Zhang Tianyang: ""

I'm still watching!

Brother, you have to show some face!

Brother Meng didn't notice it, and ran to the shelf where the medical records were placed, and after putting the two signed documents into the corresponding medical records, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Tianyang, who was walking behind him.

"Junior Brother Zhang, what's wrong?"

Zhang Tianyang: ""

"It's nothing."

"It's fine. By the way, Brother Zhang, you also have a patient in the Overseas Chinese Medicine Department who will have surgery tomorrow. Let's go up and have a talk together?"

What can Zhang Tianyang do?

as long as you are happy.

The nouveau riche man from Qiaoke didn't look very good, still showing scrutiny and a touch of contempt.

But after the wave of beatings by the director of the rounds in the morning, he didn't dare to show Zhang Tianyang any more face.

He opened the door as soon as he knocked, and entered as soon as he said he wanted to. He was reluctant but obediently listening to Brother Meng's explanation of precautions.

The bald-headed brother Yang told Brother Meng that this is a difficult patient, so this preoperative talk was also conducted by Brother Meng, who is "experienced in getting along with patients".

Zhang Tianyang just needs to watch from the side.

A little bored, he wandered his eyes while listening to Brother Meng's chatter.

The man's wife also seemed to have a problem with them, with a cold face the whole time, sitting on the bed playing games, not standing up to say hello.

The wards of the Overseas Chinese Branch are really similar to hotels, and it’s nice to have money.

The first button on the upper left of the man's clothes is buttoned into the second hole on the upper right. It looks awkward, but if you remind him, will you be hated more?

Brother Meng asked him to sign.

He's done signing.

Brother Meng put his pen in his pocket again

It seems to ask him to return the pen, but I am a little embarrassed to speak

"boom!"

The door closed behind him, Senior Brother Meng turned around and looked at Zhang Tianyang, who was a little sluggish, "Junior Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Tianyang's eyes lingered for a moment on the pen protruding from Brother Meng's left breast pocket.

"call--"

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and shook his head.

"fine."

Out of sight out of mind!

"You may be hungry."

Brother Meng glanced at the time.

"It's past twelve o'clock.

Your patient with hydrocele hasn't come back yet, so I'll sign it in the afternoon.

Brother Zhang hurry up to get off work and go eat something! "

What can Zhang Tianyang do?

When he walked out of the digestion building, he turned around, raised his head, and took a look.

The noon sun was blinding.

Always feel that something is not right.

Is it because of the pen that was "greedy" by Brother Meng?

or something else?

Having said that, I shouldn't be so stingy, right?

So what the hell is wrong?

I always feel like I've overlooked something.

(End of this chapter)