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10 What are you doing

All the mistakes were made by Zhou Congwen. Wang Chengfa had repeated this idea countless times in his heart. Until dawn, he could no longer help but clean up Zhou Congwen's thoughts.

Get up from the bed, wash up, and rushed to the hospital without even having breakfast.

It was quiet in the corridor, a rare night to sleep peacefully, but it was ruined by Zhou Congwen's doggie, and Wang Chengfa thought of it hatefully.

When he arrived at the director's office, Wang Chengfa changed his clothes and strode to the doctor's duty room.

"Wang Qiang." Wang Cheng said in a deep voice.

"Master." Wang Qiang got up from the bed, walked to the door barefoot without even wearing shoes.

"Which room is the patient in?"

“Guardian room.”

The cardiothoracic surgery department has its own small monitoring room. The general ward was renovated and a ventilator was placed.

After all, cardiothoracic surgery is a major operation, and having a ventilator is considered as a precaution.

Wang Chengfa turned around and came to the guardian room with a gloomy face.

When Wang Chengfa pushed the door open and saw the patient sleeping soundly on the bed, a bag hung on the drip rack, and the passage directly led to the patient's abdomen.

What kind of thing is this? Wang Chengfa cursed viciously in his heart. Although he noticed that the patient could lie flat, he still scolded Zhou Congwen hatefully.

But Zhou Congwen was not there, probably because he was too tired and went back to sleep.

"Where is Zhou Congwen, call him here!" Wang Chengfa said in a very domineering and deep voice.

"Director Wang, are you asking me for trouble?"

Wang Chengfa was frightened by the sudden sound and shivered.

He turned around and saw Zhou Congwen standing behind him with a gentle smile on his face, and there was no trace of fatigue or fear.

"What's this?" Wang Chengfa curled his lips and glanced at the peritoneal dialysis device sideways.

"I don't know, the professor from the provincial capital gave him a lesson." Zhou Congwen casually said perfunctory.

Wang Cheng made a sudden conclusion, if it were a professor in the provincial capital... it might be fine. He was blocked by Zhou Congwen's words in his heart.

"After coming back, renal function is measured every two hours, urea nitrogen and creatinine are steadily decreasing, and the effect of peritoneal dialysis is still good."

After taking the test form from Zhou Congwen, Wang Chengfa looked through it one by one in chronological order.

Just as Zhou Congwen said, the patient's renal function is recovering little by little as time goes by.

He is really so lucky?

Wang Chengfa’s previous plans were all dashed, and he felt a little uncomfortable and felt uncomfortable.

With a cold face, Wang Chengfa straightened his back and acted as the chief director in front of Zhou Congwen and turned around and left. When passing by Zhou Congwen, Wang Chengfa raised his head.

Zhou Congwen followed him and left the ward.

"Director Wang." After leaving the house, the serious expression on Zhou Congwen's face disappeared, replaced by a playful expression.

"Um?"

"If you don't understand the new technology, you won't understand it, but why are you so angry?"

"..." Wang Qiang was originally standing aside with sleepy eyes, but when he heard Zhou Congwen's words, his whole body was suddenly frightened and his hair stood up.

Zhou Congwen is...provoking!

"Are you talking to me?" Wang Chengfa's face turned as dark as ink, he glanced at Zhou Congwen with a murderous aura.

After all, he is the master who dares to kill foxes. It is said that he goes back to his hometown to kill foxes and peel them. The little fox, who was originally jumping around and full of desire to survive, was lying on the ground when he saw Wang Chengfa, and did not dare to move, and let him slaughter.

In the last life, Zhou Congwen was oppressed by Wang Chengfa for a period of time and had a psychological shadow in his area of ​​three bedrooms and one living room, so that when he saw Wang Chengfa's photos in the corridor, he would have supraventricular tachycardia.

It's like a fox waiting to be killed.

Even if Zhou Congwen later felt something was wrong, it would not cause much trouble to Wang Chengfa.

But now things have changed fundamentally.

Zhou Congwen just smiled indifferently, "Director Wang, the patient is fine, I will continue to watch, you can rest for a while. I will come to the hospital just as dawn, I hope you are not disappointed."

Although the last sentence is very indifferent, it is extremely heartbroken.

Wang Chengfa's face was as gloomy as if a layer of black gray was applied to the bottom of the pot, and he watched Zhou Congwen return to the small guardian room.

"Master, Zhou Congwen is simply too much!" Wang Qiang said angrily.

"Hmph!" Wang Cheng snorted coldly, "Go and get his medical records."

"Yes." Wang Qiang shook his tail behind him and ran to get the medical records.

You may not be able to treat diseases, but who can’t find faults?

Especially in emergency treatment, because there are too many treatments, it is impossible for doctors to make records as soon as possible.

Moreover, there was a referral among the patients in front of me, and there was no discharge procedure. Zhou Congwen took the patient back and then pulled the medical record back. There were too many problems in the middle. Wang Chengfa could find out the problem by thinking about the bone spurs on the tail vertebra.

And there are not only one or a few questions, there must be principled issues!

Little boy, I don’t believe you can’t kill me! Wang Chengfa sat on the chair in the office and thought to himself.

"Master, this is a medical record." Wang Qiang walked in with a bunch of medical records.

"Why do you do with so many medical records?" Wang Cheng said coldly.

"Save Zhou Congwen to see..." Wang Qiang's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, and he was silent before he finished speaking.

I am the director! You need to be careful of an ordinary doctor?! Wang Chengfa's heart is almost exploded.

But he did not scold Wang Qiang at will, but instead found the medical records of the patients with kidney failure with a cold face and looked through them.

The office was quiet, and the summer insects were already screaming outside the window. The sound of Wang Chengfa turning the medical record paper was particularly palpitations.

The more I looked, the more I became, the more I felt something was wrong. Wang Chengfa's face turned darker and his mouth became more and more crooked, as if the sequelae of the cerebral infarction was not cured.

Wang Chengfa has never seen any medical records that are truly unfamiliar with more than 30 years of practice.

Especially the medical records written by surgeons cannot even be said to be full of loopholes, but the donkey's lips are not right.

However, Zhou Congwen's medical record is even better than the A-level medical record, and it can be said that it is completely invisible.

I had previously imagined that there would definitely be flaws in the treatment when referring and returning. Even if Zhou Congwen didn't write a single word, Wang Chengfa wouldn't be too surprised.

Handwriting medical records is a big job. While sitting on the bedside to take care of patients, you also have to complete the medical records without missing a trace. This is a task that is simply impossible to complete!

However!

Impossible things come to your eyes.

Vital signs, urine volume, and patient status are recorded every fifteen minutes during the referral process, and are clearly written in the medical record.

The patient also had preoperative explanations such as peritoneal dialysis catheterization surgery performed in the emergency room of the Second Hospital of Medical University, and the signatures of the patient's family were not omitted.

The surgical record written by the surgeon was missing, but Wang Chengfa knew that he could not use this to explain.

Will professors from the Second Hospital of Medical University write surgery records for you after they have undergone surgery?

What a joke.

Moreover, Zhou Congwen clearly wrote about the surgical procedure in the outcome record, but there was nothing wrong with it.

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