Healing Doctor

Chapter 432 Bitterly Cold Wind (Bonus Chapter by Alliance Leader Foucs x3)

The handover scenes for the three groups of interns in the three wards were different, as each ward had its own customs.

Whether in the doctor's office or the nurses' station; whether standing or sitting.

The guests chatted briefly during the time before the shift handover, and their gazes all fell on the hepatobiliary surgery department.

Ji Xiang's performance yesterday was amazing. Although they didn't watch the late part of the show and didn't know what happened, his performance during the day was enough to make the guests pay great attention to him.

The key is that Ji Xiang is good-looking and has a good appearance; he looks like a trainee in the entertainment industry.

It's pleasing to the eye, and it's always better than looking at other people.

"Hepatobiliary surgery involves reviewing medical records, Mao Mao, why are you so serious?" a guest asked.

"Reviewing medical records, Chief Physician... When I was an intern, the chief physician was all smiles at first, but as soon as he looked at the medical records, he turned hostile and started yelling at people."

Recalling those days, Mao Mao still feels lingering fear.

"Swearing? That's a bit much."

"They just speak very rudely. I heard that some bad-tempered department heads not only curse at people, but also throw medical records in the faces of interns or doctors."

"!!!"

"!!!"

The other guests, who had no medical background, were surprised and looked at Professor Shen.

"That's right," Professor Shen replied. "Writing medical records is a basic skill, but many young doctors and interns write medical records that are hard not to get angry about."

"For example?" a guest asked curiously.

"For example, I once saw a medical record written by an intern—the first day after surgery, the weather was sunny and bright, and the patients were in a good mood."

"Hahaha."

The comment section was filled with laughter.

Even the guests who knew nothing about the medical industry knew that this was not writing a medical record, but rather a primary school student writing an essay.

They're not even as good at writing essays.

It's hard to imagine that this is a medical record written by a doctor. No wonder the head doctor scolded him. If it were me, I probably would have said even harsher things.

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In the hepatobiliary surgery department, after the routine handover, the nurses leave first to prepare medications, insert IV drips, and administer infusions.

Director Yang sat in the very center of the front row, looking at a patient's medical record on the projector.

"The patient has a very rare case of gallbladder torsion, Xiao Zhai, who should report this?"

"Zhao Mengmeng".

When Zhao Mengmeng heard Zhai Yuhan call her, she went to the computer and started clicking through the medical records. She was very nervous, her steps were stiff, and she walked with a slightly unsteady gait, which looked quite funny.

Her actions were projected onto the screen, and the moment Director Yang saw the chief complaint, his face turned extremely ugly.

Chief complaint: Abdominal pain for 3 hours.

At first glance, there seemed to be no problem, but the smile on Director Yang's face disappeared.

"Your chief complaint was copied from the emergency room medical record," Director Yang said coldly.

Zhao Mengmeng nervously squeezed her legs together, twisting them into a pretzel shape.

Zhao Mengmeng's feet trembled slightly under the table; she was clearly very nervous. She had copied the chief complaint from the emergency room's medical record, fearing she wouldn't write it well, but Dr. Zhao had seen through it immediately. Just one sentence from him had left Zhao Mengmeng embarrassed, uneasy, and even vaguely fearful.

"Next, what is the medical history?" Director Yang asked sharply.

Zhao Mengmeng was extremely nervous, and she had no idea how to answer Director Yang's question.

"Expand the chief complaint to describe the patient's illness in detail. Don't write something vague and unclear, like dozens or hundreds of words that can't clearly describe the patient's illness. Who are you writing that for?!"

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The guests in the commentary room were solemn, as if they were sitting in the audience, clearly sensing Director Yang's increasingly serious and sharp words, and feeling the oppressive atmosphere.

That powerful aura belonged to the professional field, and the guests could feel it as if they had transformed into Zhao Mengmeng, sitting in front of the computer being scolded by Director Yang.

"So serious," one of the guests muttered quietly.

"That's normal. If a junior doctor's medical record isn't well-written, a senior doctor will definitely point it out," Professor Shen said seriously. "Zhao Mengmeng's medical record is indeed poorly written. I suspect she's never written one before; it completely lacks focus."

"If this were my old hospital, the medical record would probably be lying to the side," Mao Mao whispered.

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In the doctor's office, Zhao Mengmeng had once again drifted off into a daze.

This time, Director Yang's scolding completely shut me down, leaving my mind blank.

"What is muscle protection during a physical examination in the emergency department? It's rarely used in modern terminology; only senior doctors with over 20 years of experience occasionally use it to describe muscle protection. Zhao Mengmeng, could you explain the concept of muscle protection?"

"..."

Zhao Mengmeng stared blankly at the screen, her eyes beginning to well up with tears.

"Zhao Mengmeng," Director Yang emphasized.

"Director, I saw the patient last night, shall I answer?" Ji Xiang asked tentatively.

Director Yang glanced at Ji Xiang.

His stern tone created a tense atmosphere in the doctor's office, and even the professors in the group avoided his gaze, afraid that they would be scolded severely if they couldn't answer a question.

But Ji Xiang, as usual, showed no sign of nervousness and stood in front of Zhao Mengmeng, meeting her gaze.

Want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? Heh.

"You answer," Director Yang nodded.

"Muscle defense, also known as muscle resistance, is the antagonistic contraction of muscles in response to localized tactile or pressure-tender stimuli..."

Ji Xiang began to explain the concept of muscle protection.

However, his explanation was not verbose and did not require Director Yang to interrupt him. After briefly describing the concept of muscle protection, he returned to the patient's medical record.

At the time, Ji Xiang and the emergency room doctor examined the patient together, and he described the patient's condition in detail.

"Hmm." Director Yang was satisfied with Ji Xiang's answer and said calmly, "Dr. Ji Xiang, you said you were observing a patient in the emergency department at the time. Without mentioning the medical records, could you explain why you became interested in this patient?"

"That's right, Director," Ji Xiang replied. "At the time, I was worried that the emergency department was too busy, so I didn't tell the patient to be careful about their position when vomiting to avoid choking. I just gave them that reminder. But when I got to the emergency department, the patient had abdominal pain again and showed signs of being afraid of pressure."

"What are you considering?" Director Yang asked.

"Gastrointestinal spasms were not considered at the time."

"I'm asking you what you were considering at the time," Director Yang pressed, his tone aggressive.

A chilling wind howled through the doctor's office, and the professors leading the research groups all lowered their heads in unison, as if they were the ones being questioned.

Zhai Yuhan also lowered her head, afraid that if she made eye contact with the boss, she would be implicated by Ji Xiang.

At this moment, Ji Xiang's answer cannot have the slightest flaw; if the boss catches it, he will be severely scolded.

But Ji Xiang wasn't nervous. He smiled and said, "Since it's not a problem with hollow organs like the gastrointestinal tract, I'm thinking about whether it's gallbladder torsion."

"Why consider this? Gallbladder torsion is very rare."

(End of this chapter)