I'm really an intern

Chapter 55 Just an Intern

On Wednesday morning, Professor Zhu, a "rare doctor" who only goes out twice a week, sat in the doctor's office early.

Brother He just finished dealing with the troublesome reporter yesterday, and today he rushed to the Zengcheng branch for surgery. The 4 surgeries are estimated to be performed at night, and it seems that they will not appear.

The remaining three white coats followed Professor Zhu neatly, without the activity of yesterday.

Not because of anything else, but because Professor Zhu's face was clouded.

None of the three wanted to encounter Professor Zhu's bad luck at this time.

"Nurses turn over, in August 2019, the existing beds in the Department of Internal Medicine and Liver Disease Center"

At eight o'clock, the nurse lady who stayed up all night with obvious dark circles started her shift on time.

Unsurprisingly, Sister Chen's 51-bed young man suspected of blood system disease and Zhang Tianyang's 82-bed uncle after spleen embolism still had fever.

Bed 77, who was unwilling to continue the examination, was discharged overnight last night, probably related to his son's affairs.

Bed 59 who drank secretly was fine, no special incidents happened.

The new 79-bed lad is also in stable condition.

Senior Brother She still has two patients left in his hands. Judging from his expression, they should all be in stable condition.

"Beds 51 and 82 belong to us, right? What's the matter with the fever?"

Professor Zhu made a special question, and nodded after getting the explanation, "Okay, you guys hurry up and check the patient's condition, computer rounds will be done in 15 minutes."

The three white coats broke up in a hurry, and each occupied a computer to check the records of the patient's vital signs.

Senior Sister Chen needs to sort out the medical records of bed 77 who were discharged overnight yesterday, and she is a bit of a headache.

Zhang Tianyang was a little more relaxed, with two patients in his hands.

Bed 2, who had been suffering from fever for one month after 1 months after spleen embolism surgery, still had a fever last night, but comparing the situation last night and the night before, it can be clearly seen that the body temperature is not so high.

Since the most powerful antibiotics are currently being given to bed 82, Zhang Tianyang has no intention of changing the plan for the time being.

"Give him another ascites routine and bacterial culture today to see if the white blood cells in the ascites have dropped."

In bed 79, all the blood test indicators of the new boy yesterday came out.

Zhang Tianyang looked at the screen and wrote some important indicators on the small notebook.

Senior Brother She seemed a little anxious. After looking at the screen for a while, his eyes involuntarily drifted to Professor Zhu, and then he quickly looked back before Professor Zhu's eyes shot over.

It seemed very tangled.

Zhang Tianyang read all the indicators of his two patients, and he knew it well. He turned his head and saw Senior Brother She's appearance, and couldn't help but be concerned.

"Brother, are you going to tell Professor Zhu something? What's the matter with your patient?"

"No, it's not."

Senior Brother She nervously denied it, but Professor Zhu had already heard the movement and turned to look at him.

Faced directly with Professor Zhu's gloomy face, Senior Brother She thumped in his heart.

He stayed in the Department of Infectious Diseases for a week longer than Zhang Tianyang and the others. In addition, he met Professor Zhu 4 times today, and he always saw her smiling. When did he see this expression?

With a "gulp" sound, he swallowed his saliva.

Brother She was encouraged by the belief that "we must be responsible for the patients" in his heart, "Professor, the 79th bed"

"Is bed 79 your patient?"

Professor Zhu paid special attention to the condition of the young man in bed 79, not to mention that she handed over this patient to Zhang Tianyang. At this time, he directly interrupted Senior Brother She's words, and then stared straight at him.

"No, not my patient, but me"

"Are you his friend? Or did he find a relationship with you?"

Professor Zhu's temper today is really ugly. He interrupted Senior Brother She for the second time, but his face is still not good-looking.

"No no!"

Senior brother She was so frightened that his desire to survive surged, and he spoke quickly, "How is it possible, I don't know him!"

"In that case, I remember that he is a patient of Dr. Zhang Zhang, right? Do you have any opinions, have you told Dr. Zhang?"

Professor Zhu is usually smiling, but when he is serious, his aura is really big. Not only Senior Brother She, but also the white coats of other groups sitting beside her are frightened.

The little doctor who can change the computer farther away can quickly change positions. The little doctor who didn't have time to grab the computer regretted why he was so slow, and at the same time dared not even type hard on the keyboard.

"No, I didn't tell my junior brother"

Senior Brother She lowered his head and did not continue talking.

It was Zhang Tianyang who took the initiative to come over.

He suddenly remembered that something was really wrong when he met Senior Brother She at the door of the ward after handing the checklist to bed 79 yesterday.

Although I don't know what the senior brother wants to say, I am also curious why I didn't tell myself what I thought when I was beside him all the time yesterday.

But Zhang Tianyang didn't want to be awkward with his senior in front of the professor, so he took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I left after treating the patient yesterday, maybe the brother didn't have time to find me."

Chen Shishi, who took the initiative to come over to be scolded, was not happy, and defended Zhang Tianyang in a low voice.

"Junior brother left after get off work time"

"Senior Sister." Zhang Tianyang signaled Chen Shishi to stop talking, and then asked Senior Brother She, "Senior Brother, what do you want to say to me? About bed 79?"

"I want to say." Senior Brother She still resisted the pressure and said, "Junior Brother seems to have ordered a lot of inspections, I think it may be too many."

"is it?"

With a gloomy face, Professor Zhu turned around and clicked on the medical records of Bed 79 on the computer.

"That's fine, let's check bed 79 today. Xiao Zhang, Dr. Zhang, tell me about his situation."

"Bed 79, Shang An'an, male, 27 years old, was admitted to the hospital in February when he found an enlarged spleen"

Zhang Tianyang quickly described the condition of the young man in bed 79. Professor Zhu nodded while reading the medical records written by Zhang Tianyang while listening.

Brother She looked at Professor Zhu from the side and didn't make any comments. He clicked on the various inspections of bed 79 with a single mouse click, and couldn't help but make a sound.

"Professor, won't the medical records be changed for the younger brother?"

Professor Zhu cast a glance at Senior Brother She, and directly re-checked the admission record just now.

"Doctor She, take a look, what do you think needs to be changed?"

Only then did Senior Brother She seriously read the medical records written by Zhang Tianyang.

In fact, he couldn't see whether to change it, after all, his own medical records were also ambiguous.

When encountering a teacher who is not strict, he will revise the discharge summary for the patient when he is discharged from the hospital, and he will write everything else.

It was only when Professor Zhu was so strict that he was forced to change his medical records.

But he couldn't figure out why he was forced to change his medical records for a week. Zhang Tianyang had less experience than himself, so why didn't he need to change it once he came here?

Is he really great?

But, just an intern

Senior Brother She couldn't tell why, Professor Zhu snorted coldly and turned the page directly.

"Dr. Zhang, Dr. She said that the examinations you ordered were a bit redundant, so now you can tell us the significance of the results of this patient and why so many examinations are required."

Professor Zhu clicked on various inspections on bed 79, stepped aside, and signaled Zhang Tianyang to start his performance.

(End of this chapter)