Back in 2002 as a doctor

"How can this work?" Li Ran was very angry, raised his hand and pulled the corner of his mouth down, expressing his anger with his expression.

"Shen Lang is right. If you stay in the hospital for a long time, it is easy to drive people crazy." Zhou Congwen sighed, "Go back, I will report to the director, and call the patients and their families together after get off work in the evening. Communicate with them."

Li Ran didn't think it was right for Zhou Congwen to do so, but he had to respect the superior doctor's opinion, so he didn't say much.

"Let's go back."

When Zhou Congwen was about to leave, he looked back at Mr. Yang who was watching the fun with a breast bottle behind his back. What he was carrying was not a breast bottle, it really looked like a bird cage.

Chapter 0464 really changed

Zhou Congwen knew that it would be risky to keep the patient here, and he had to look like he was hospitalized.

but!

For some reason, Zhou Congwen always felt that his heart was a little softer than in his previous life.

If this matter happened in the previous life, he must have done ideological work with Mr. Yang with a smirk on his face, persuaded him to go back, and then filed the record as Li Ran said.

If it is found that the old man has left again, he will be discharged from the hospital automatically, so there is no need to think about it.

Even if Li Qinghua was entrusted with favors, there was a easing in the middle, because he left the hospital again and again for voluntary discharge, and no one could say anything else.

But now Zhou Congwen didn't know why his heart softened a little. Seeing Old Man Yang holding his breast bottle and watching other people's backs playing cards like a bird walking, he couldn't bear to pull him back.

All the way in silence, Zhou Congwen returned to the ward.

He also knew where he had changed, was it because of Liu Xiaobie?Because the appearance of this girl gave him a "human touch"?

Or is it because I saw the boss again and was satisfied after fulfilling my long-cherished wish in the previous life?

Zhou Congwen didn't know.

After he went back, he immediately told Li Qinghua about Mr. Yang and expressed his opinion.

Li Qinghua began to contact the patient's family and the person who entrusted him to be admitted to the hospital, explained everything clearly, and asked the patient's family to come to the hospital after get off work.

Time flies, Zhou Congwen didn't let Li Qinghua stay after get off work, and sat alone in the office waiting for the patient's family to come.

Zhou Congwen was also very interested in this change when he found out that something was wrong with him.

Is it a new feature of the system?

Zhou Congwen glanced at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision, and saw that the little guy still looked like he was dying, and the panel was still a large area of ​​chaos, and the words on it could not be read clearly.

It shouldn't be about the little guy in the system.

Zhou Congwen just found it strange that this change did not make him uncomfortable, but rather novel.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Congwen felt that he was more willing to see people laugh than in his previous life, especially when he thought of Mr. Yang smiling and watching people play poker while temporarily forgetting his illness, he felt happy too.

Who knows whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, Zhou Congwen doesn't know either.

Just thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.

Zhou Congwen looked up and saw a middle-aged man in his forties with a humble smile on his face, bent over, holding a rectangular object wrapped in newspaper in his hand.

It was Mr. Yang's family, and Zhou Congwen recognized it right away.

He didn't know this person, but the cigarettes in the hands of the patient's family members and the cautious and humble smile on their faces.

Just like when my teacher invited my parents to come when I was a child, my old man had a similar smile on his face.

"Hello." Zhou Congwen stood up with a kind smile on his face, "Please come in, please come in, you are a family member of Mr. Yang."

"It's me, it's me, I'm sorry, my dad has caused trouble to the hospital." The patient's family said anxiously.

After speaking, he dragged Mr. Yang in.

The old man also knew that he had made a mistake. Although he didn't seem convinced, he still lowered his head as if to admit his mistake.

"Sit down, it's not that serious." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "That's right, let me talk about the old man's condition first."

Zhou Congwen started talking about tuberculous pleurisy, then talked about closed chest drainage, and then started talking about what patients should eat now to supplement nutrition.

Both Mr. Yang and his son were dumbfounded.

They thought that when they came to the hospital to see the doctor, the doctor would reprimand them harshly, then explain the situation, and if they left again, they would go through automatic discharge procedures.

This is how it was done when I was hospitalized in an infectious disease hospital.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Congwen smiled and didn't say anything about leaving the hospital without authorization. Instead, he started talking about his illness from the beginning.

The two listened with dewy faces.

At the end, Zhou Congwen looked at Mr. Yang, "It's wrong to leave the hospital without permission, Mr. Yang, you know you're wrong, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I know." Mr. Yang said dejectedly, not daring to refute.

He has been trained by his son for a long time, and he is really afraid of being thrown back to the infectious disease hospital in the suburbs.

"Everyone understands the truth. Here is the informed consent form. Take a look and sign it." Zhou Congwen took out a communication and handed it to the patient's family.

Then he took out the ink pad and opened the lid.

Although Zhou Cong Wenken took half a step back in this kind of matter, the documents still had to be complete. Signatures alone were not enough, and fingerprints were also required.

"What I'm saying now, you two should listen carefully." Zhou Congwen said very carefully.

"Yeah." Old man Yang and his son nodded repeatedly.

"There are many risks in leaving the hospital. I just explained it, but doctors are not policemen, and patients are not prisoners. We have no right to restrict personal freedom."

Mr. Yang and his son were stunned. What did Zhou Congwen mean by this?

"This is the informed consent form. After reading it, sign it and press your fingerprint. If there are any problems, don't say we didn't talk about it."

"And then, Dr. Zhou?" The patient's son looked at Zhou Congwen in surprise.

"I'll sew a stitch on the old man's chest tube later, to ensure safety as much as possible." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

Uh... the patient's family members are a little confused.

"Our doctors and hospitals do everything we need to do and say what we need to say. The other thing we can do is to ensure safety as much as possible." Zhou Congwen smiled, "Let's sign."

The two signed in a daze. Mr. Yang seemed to understand Zhou Congwen's meaning. He stood up and took Zhou Congwen's hand and said, "Thank you, Doctor Zhou."

"Don't." Zhou Congwen said nonsense very seriously, "Old man, if you see you running out again, don't say we are rude."

He had a smile on his face when he said this, like a pair of bad friends joking.

Going to the treatment room for anesthesia, Zhou Congwen fixed two needles on the patient's chest tube, tied the chest tube firmly, and fixed it with the skin and muscles.

Then Zhou Congwen wrapped the place where the chest tube was connected firmly with large white tape.

Even if you touch it accidentally, as long as you don't push it down on purpose, you will never fall, Zhou Congwen is relieved this time.

After sending them out, Zhou Congwen cleaned up the treatment room and heard the patient's family say, "Dad, save yourself some snacks."

"Didn't you see what Dr. Zhou meant? If you keep a happy mood, your illness will be cured by half. How careful I am, Dr. Zhou even gave me two stitches to reinforce it, and I'm fine!"

"It's too late!"

"I'll be more careful. I just take a stroll every day. It's really boring in the hospital. I'm going crazy. It's okay, don't worry, your father and I are not old-fashioned."

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Note: I was still young back then, and it was very interesting to watch this old patient go to the market with a chest bottle like a bird walking to buy delicious toothpaste.

Chapter 0465 used the wrong land

Zhou Congwen didn't know the best way to deal with similar things.

It is now 2002, not to mention the mobile network, not many people at home can access the Internet.

Internet cafes are like weeds blown by the spring breeze, and many young people flock to them.

Patients are really boring and uninteresting in the ward.No mobile phones, no Internet, no overwhelming short videos.

Otherwise, patients in the anorectal department would not walk around and gossip like zombies who wear patient skirts and fill the corridors every day.

Treating the disease, tuberculous pleural effusion can never be cured, but the patient is depressed, isn't it?Zhou Congwen felt that his handling was risky, but it should still be within the controllable range.

After tidying up the treatment room, Zhou Congwen opened the door, and saw Shen Lang standing in the anorectal ward happily chatting with the anorectal patient.

"..." Zhou Congwen was speechless.

After a busy night last night, Shen Lang probably didn't even close his eyes, but today he was chatting and gossiping happily.

What a spirit!

If this spirit is used in technology, it will be a proper professor with a group.

"Shen Lang, what?" Zhou Congwen called out in a deep voice.

"Congwen, you haven't gone home yet." Shen Lang smiled and waved to the patients and family members of the anorectal department, and went out and said to Zhou Congwen, "What are you busy with?"

"Have you finished writing the medical records? Hurry up and go home and rest after finishing, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired!" Shen Lang's eyes were shining brightly, and the fire of gossip on his body was bursting into flames.

"Congwen, let me tell you, something serious happened." Shen Lang dragged Zhou Congwen to the duty room.

Each lit a cigarette, and Shen Lang began to gossip.

"The son-in-law who re-opened the patient's anal fissure was beaten again after returning home. Guess what happened to him?"

"Huh? What else can I do?"

From the point of view of a straight man like Zhou Congwen, this matter has no room for resolution at all. It is a bad thing, and it must be a piece of shit in the end.

"He was about to jump off the building when he came home, and he wrote a suicide note, which was posted all over the neighborhood."

"..." Zhou Congwen was speechless.

Shen Lang mysteriously took out a piece of paper, "Here, this is torn off by the patient's family members, take a look."

Zhou Congwen didn't answer.

Hearing from Shen Lang that Zhou Congwen felt disturbed, if he really looked twice, his eyes would be irritated.

Zhou Congwen's head hurts just thinking about these messy things, he is only interested in Shen Lang.What kind of spirit is it that supports Shen Lang's continuous rotation?

If this spirit is used in the use of thoracoscopy, it is estimated that Shen Lang will become a master of thoracoscopy within a year.

"I'll read it to you." Shen Lang didn't know what Zhou Congwen was thinking, his heart was itching unbearably, and he wanted to find someone to share this gossip with.

The reason why gossip is gossip is to share.If it becomes a little secret, the original taste and fun will be lost.

"I have nothing now, I only have a bad life, and it seems that there is only a dead end..."

Shen Lang read with joy.

Judging from the tone of voice, it should be written by the patient's son-in-law. He is like an abandoned widow, accusing the patient of "abandoning from beginning to end".

The words were so strong that Zhou Congwen's ears turned into countless mosaics.

Now there is no river crab mythical beast, after a few years, even Shen Lang's mouth may have to be harmonized.

The more Shen Lang reads, the happier he is, especially the various nicknames in it, such as dead ghost, big baby, etc., which he puts emphasis on.

After reading, Shen Lang looked at Zhou Congwen, "Tell me, what is it all about."

"Yeah, what's the matter." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "You should go home and rest quickly, your body can't take it anymore."

"No!" Shen Lang said firmly, "The young man clearly wrote down the time when he jumped off the building. I made an appointment with the family members of two anorectal patients to see it. I have already promised them, and it doesn't count if I can't talk."

"..."

Zhou Congwen really wanted to push Shen Lang to the ground and beat him up.

After the night shift and a sleepless night, he was still concentrating on gossip and full of energy.

It would be great if it was used professionally... It's a pity, what a waste.

Zhou Congwen looked at Shen Lang with pity.

But Shen Lang was immersed in his own world, all he wanted to do was to watch the dog-blood relationship and the evolution of things after the intensification of conflicts, and he didn't care about Zhou Congwen at all.

In his eyes, Zhou Congwen is just a person who shares gossip.

"Then you go, I'll go home and rest." Zhou Congwen shrugged helplessly.