Ever since Ling Ran had his own ward, he rarely wandered across borders.
This was a habit he had developed a long time ago. Once he got used to a certain area, he would stroll around that area. It was the safest. At the very least, there would be fewer sudden screams.
Huo Congjun had given more than half of the Emergency Department's old ward area to Ling Ran's treatment group. In fact, he was admitting an established fact. Most of the observation rooms in the Emergency Department were used by Ling Ran.
Because of this, Ling Ran also had his own fixed patrol area. The young nurses were the happiest about this. Everyone just had to guard the path that Ling Ran had to take.
The nursing work in the hospital was so complicated that it made people frustrated. It was only when they saw Ling Ran that they felt happy.
With this thought in mind, the young nurses carried out policies that were either reasonable or unreasonable with an unprecedented working attitude.
After the hand-washing policy and the slipper policy, the multiple inspection policy for medical devices was also implemented, followed by an enhanced cleaning policy.
By the time the Department of Infection Control reacted, Ling Ran's treatment group seemed to have been isolated from the inside.
"Their execution is pretty good." The doctor from the Department of Infection Control came to visit and sighed with emotion when he saw the "Wash your hands" signs hanging everywhere in the observation room of the ward area.
Compared to the professionalism of other departments, the work of the Department of Infection Control was actually simpler. Apart from supervising major projects such as the disinfection plan, their responsibility was to wash hands! Wash your hands! Wash your hands!
And it's not easy to get doctors and nurses to wash their hands all the time.
Therefore, the work of the Department of Infection Control was not so much medical service, but administrative management.
They often needed to expend a lot of energy and physical strength to fight against the doctors and nurses, or it would be more appropriate to describe it as a battle of wits and courage.
Therefore, when the cadres of the Department of Infection Control saw the ward area of the Ling Treatment Group, they actually felt quite touched.
"You did a great job."
"Hey, look, that nurse even used alcohol-based hand sanitizer when she came in."
"The patient's family … What the heck? Even the patient's family knows to use alcohol-based hand sanitizer when they enter the ward?"
It only took three minutes for the cadres of the Department of Infection Control to go from watching coldly to making a fuss.
After working in the Department of Nosocomial Infection for a long time, he felt even more despair than when he was in the Oncology Department. At least the tumor patients were cured, and most of them were quite obedient. Nosocomial infection was the exact opposite. Being a nosocomial infection specialist for the rest of his life might not bring him any sense of accomplishment. To put it nicely, it was "those who are good at fighting have no outstanding achievements". To put it bluntly, it was "only those who are good at fighting will look for you".
Most importantly, no matter how meticulous the work of a nosocomial infection specialist was, once they relaxed, all their previous efforts would be meaningless.
It was like sweeping the floor very cleanly, but it wouldn't keep the room clean any longer.
The more the cadres from the Department of Infection Control looked at the medical staff, patients, and the patients' family members, who seemed to have been fully educated. The more they looked at them, the more they liked them.
Ling Ran did not feel anything. He just smiled and said, "Everyone is very cooperative."
Everyone from the Department of Infection Control immediately burst into tears.
The word "cooperation" was really rare in the Department of Infection Control. They had a lot of experience in not coordinating with each other.
"Morning, Doctor Ling."
"Doctor Ling, I bought a wolfberry-flavored alcohol-based hand sanitizer. Try it."
"Hello, Doctor Ling."
A few young nurses passed by and greeted him while giggling. They also passed him a bottle of alcohol-based hand sanitizer.
Ling Ran smiled and thanked him. He opened it on the spot and tried it.
As expected, it was wolfberry-flavored.
When they smelled the familiar scent, the middle-aged cadres from the Department of Infection Control almost burst into tears.
"Doctor Ling's interpersonal relationship is really good." Tian Ren from the Department of Infection Control was the youngest, and he was the first to snap out of his daze after the fragrance of the wolfberry.
Yu Yuan, who was beside him, could not help but snicker. "This is the first time I've heard someone praise Doctor Ling's interpersonal relationship."
"When did you come?" Tian Ren was very surprised.
Yu Yuan, who was six feet nine inches tall, raised her head, and she said as if she was used to it, "I've always been here."
Tian Ren recalled in doubt. He felt that he had never seen such a small animal before.
Yu Yuan chuckled. "With your observational skills, it's no wonder the hospital has infections from time to time."
A few cadres from the Department of Infection Control immediately became furious.
"When did infections happen?"
"A month ago …"
"June …"
"March at the Gynecology Department …"
A few of them asked and answered their own questions, and their imposing manner instantly weakened.
Nosocomial infections happened from time to time, and it was basically impossible to completely eliminate them.
The most common infections were diseases that could be transmitted through the air, such as lung bacteria. It was considered a chronic disease in large tertiary Grade A hospitals, and even the best tertiary Grade A hospitals could not completely stop its spread. Therefore, a pneumonia infection rate of less than 10% was considered normal.
Of course, good nosocomial infection management could always reduce the incidence.
Tian Ren looked around and could not help but say, "Doctor Ling, why don't we work together?"
"How?" Ling Ran asked.
"We can intervene in the nosocomial infection control of your treatment group …"
"That's your job anyway, right?" Yu Yuan quickly interrupted and lowered her head to send a message.
Tian Ren frowned. "Speaking of which, Doctor Ling's standards are obviously higher than the average person's. I think we can also help the Emergency Department improve their nosocomial infection control. Let's just treat it as a pilot, and we can each take what we need."
Before Ling Ran could say anything, the medical representative who had been waiting by the side quickly came over and whispered, "Doctor Ling, our control standards are different, so the medical consumables we use are also different."
The Department of Infection Control of Yun Hospital had its own bidding system. If they used their standards, the medical consumables that the Emergency Department had just bid for might not be used.
As expected, Ling Ran frowned when he heard that. Of course, he preferred the alcohol-based hand sanitizer he chose.
* Click, click … *
Zuo Cidian took small quick steps. He held his phone in one hand and waved his other hand quickly. He quickly arrived in front of Ling Ran.
"Doctor Ling, wait a moment." Zuo Cidian panted a few times and said, "Does the Department of Infection Control want to work together?"
"Yes … You are?"
"Are we working together in Doctor Ling's treatment group?" Zuo Cidian did not answer and continued to ask.
"Yes … You are?"
"You have to listen to Doctor Ling." Zuo Cidian turned around and said, "Doctor Ling, our nosocomial infection control is so good that we don't need the Department of Infection Control to take over, and we can't let them take over. The most suitable way to work together is for the Department of Infection Control to listen to us."
Tian Ren was stunned for a moment before he became angry and said, "Nosocomial infection control is under the control of the Department of Infection Control. How can we let the Department of Infection Control listen to the treatment group?"
"Doesn't the Department of Infection Control always listen to the treatment group?" Zuo Cidian turned around and answered coldly.
He was now working in the operating theater every day, and he had a deeper impression of the various things in tertiary Grade A hospitals.
Departments like the Department of Infection Control were said to prevent medical infections in the entire hospital, but in reality, they only did some routine work. When it came to implementing the policies, no doctor or nurse would listen to them.
In the end, the Department of Infection Control could only divide the work to various departments, and each department would implement the policies.
In the process, whether the department director would listen to them and how much the department director would listen to them was not controlled by the Department of Infection Control.
On the contrary, in order to complete the task as much as possible, some departments of infection control in hospitals would beg other departments or departments to do things for them. Otherwise, no matter how effective the measures they issued were, it would be useless if no one implemented them.
Aside from a few hospitals, the Department of Infection Control could be said to be the weakest department. It was even worse than the Medical Laboratory Department. At least, they could accommodate the relatives of their leaders who had low educational qualifications.
"Um, who are you?" Tian Ren asked Zuo Cidian again.
Zuo Cidian chuckled. "I'm Zuo Cidian from Ling Ran's treatment group. Zuo Cidian as in Zuo Ci, China's Pharmacopoeia. "
Tian Ren thought for a while. "Is it Dian as in pawn shop?"
Zuo Cidian's expression became serious. "Do you want to work together?"
"Of course." The other people from the Department of Infection Control tried to smooth things over.
"I see." Zuo Cidian laughed like a bureaucrat, and he was very imposing.
Zuo Cidian turned around and asked carefully, "Doctor Ling, what do you think?"
Ling Ran nodded slowly. "Okay."
For Ling Ran's treatment group, they only had four and a half people, including Ling Ran. It was impossible for them to focus on nosocomial infection control for a long time. Besides, aside from hand washing and disinfection, nosocomial infection control also included closed-loop management of drugs, storage issues, control of various transportation links, and so on.
Not to mention that the doctors in Ling Ran's treatment group were not willing to do these things. Even if they were willing to do it, they could not do it.
Of course, for the Department of Infection Control, it was more than they could ask for a treatment group that was willing and able to upgrade nosocomial infection control.
Tian Ren and the others stubbornly refused to listen to Ling Ran's request for a few minutes before they gave up.
"Okay, then it's a deal." The colleagues from the Department of Infection Control shook hands with Ling Ran, and they instantly felt relieved.
Ling Ran nodded and took out a wolfberry-flavored alcohol-based hand sanitizer. He squeezed it into his palm and applied it evenly.
"You're born to do nosocomial infection control." Tian Ren was already convinced at this moment.
Zuo Cidian coughed and said, "Let me say something …"
Everyone stiffened out of habit.
"I think we should make a document, like a joint statement …" Zuo Cidian smiled and said, "It's not legitimate, right? Even Zhuge Liang had to write a declaration before he sent out his troops."
This was equivalent to explaining the relationship between the two parties. The people from the Department of Infection Control looked at each other. None of them were willing to do it, so someone rejected it and said, "We don't know how to do this either."
"I know how to do it. I've been writing materials for twenty years." Zuo Cidian laughed and said naturally, "Wait for me for two hours. Then, I'll just sign it."
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