"Mister Tang's surgery was very successful." Huo Congjun walked out of the door of the operating theater and told the patient's family members who were waiting anxiously what they wanted to hear the most.
The patient's family members gathered together immediately became happy, and a few women even cried tears of joy.
Huo Congjun comforted them a few more times and gave them medical advice before he left.
The patient lay on the gurney and was pushed back with the family members.
Huo Congjun also sighed softly and nodded at Ling Ran, who came out from the back with a smile.
Ling Ran also nodded and walked in the opposite direction.
Nowadays, the operating theaters were all multifunctional. The inside of the operating theater was the same, and there were many ways to leave. The patients guarded the path closest to the ward, and the doctors would not take that path unless they had to.
Lu Wenbin followed Ling Ran happily, and his mood was like that of going to an internet cafe with someone for the first time.
The small happiness, the small conflict, the small regret, and the small anticipation made him like a little teddy. He really wished that there was something he could mess around with right now.
"Doctor Ling, what are we going to do next?" Lu Wenbin was itching to perform another three hundred surgeries using the M-Tang technique and become famous in one fell swoop.
"Teach me how to write medical records." Ling Ran's answer instantly pulled Lu Wenbin back from Kepler 76B Albert Einstein to Earth.
"I teach you how to write medical records?" Lu Wenbin repeated and suddenly came to a realization. "You just started your internship, and you haven't started writing medical records?"
"Yes. I haven't written much, "Ling Ran said.
"Then what did you do?"
"Debridement and suturing, barehanded bleeding control, and then the M-Tang technique." Ling Ran counted them one by one and said, "The Emergency Department is the first department I did my internship rotation."
Lu Wenbin looked at Ling Ran, and his emotions were extremely complicated.
The first half of the sentence sounded like Ling Ran had done everything that a surgeon should do.
When he listened to the second half of the sentence, he was convinced that he did not do anything.
"After debridement and suturing, you also need to write medical records, right? The simple version. Have you written one before?" Lu Wenbin was a little curious.
"A few times," Ling Ran said.
"Only a few times? What about the rest of the medical records? Did Doctor Zhou write them? " Lu Wenbin felt that with Doctor Zhou's laziness — no, with Doctor Zhou's personality, it was impossible for him to do such a thing.
Ling Ran also glanced at Lu Wenbin strangely and said, "The other interns helped to write it."
During the few days he was in the treatment room, the factory happened to explode, and everyone was busy. He could suture, so naturally, he was eager to do it. The other interns who did not need his help were in charge of assisting him, writing medical records, and so on.
Lu Wenbin felt that the world was a little strange.
What kind of life did he lead during his internship? For a whole year, sewing skin was like the New Year.
Of course, the so-called talented interns in the same batch did indeed get more opportunities. Those who were able to learn debridement and suture after learning how to do it, who did not make any mistakes when they entered the operating theater, who did not get scolded when they operated the retractor, who cooperated well with aspiration, and who did not bleed during abdominal closure, more or less got to have appendectomies, hemorrhoidectomy, and circumcision. Skin and the like.
However, Lu Wenbin didn't expect the difference in talent to be so great.
Lu Wenbin chuckled and said, "I didn't expect an intern to have an intern helping him."
Nurse Wang, who was reluctant to be separated from Doctor Ling, looked at Lu Wenbin, the resident doctor, in surprise …
Lu Wenbin suddenly came to a realization. 'Yes, Ling Ran, the intern, already has a resident doctor helping him, what's the point of having an intern helping him? What's even more tragic is that the resident doctor helping Ling Ran is me.'
Lu Wenbin quietly brought Ling Ran to the office, quietly turned on his computer, quietly logged into his electronic workstation, pointed at a long row of words, and said, "Now we need to fill in the preoperative summary, hospitalization medical record, preoperative discussion record, surgery record, long-term medical advice, temporary medical advice, and so on …"
"What we do today can be filled in the surgery record. Click here." Lu Wenbin made space for Ling Ran.
The head of the surgery record was the patient's name, gender, department, bed number, surgery date, and so on, followed by a few short sentences about the preoperative diagnosis, intraoperative diagnosis, surgery content, surgical personnel, anesthetic method, anesthetist, and so on …
Although the record was electronic, all the contents could be printed directly and turned into paper medical records. The composition of the content was as complicated as the paper medical records.
"The template is like this, it's actually quite simple …" Lu Wenbin started to introduce each item.
Letting interns or housemen write medical records was actually the most common way for resident doctors to slack off.
Every year, there would be several batches of interns and housemen coming to the department for rotation. Therefore, resident doctors would have to teach people to write medical records every year, and they would do it a few times.
Lu Wenbin was also a little familiar with this. Moreover, the medical record system did not have any complicated modules, it was just simple and cumbersome.
Ling Ran listened attentively. Then, he started typing according to the instructions in the medical record.
"The preoperative diagnosis is thumb tendon rupture, and the second is tendon contusion …" Ling Ran's diagnosis and course of disease using the M-Tang technique were both at Master Level. All he needed was to be familiar with the official document writing of medical cases.
Lu Wenbin looked at it and secretly laughed a few times. He said, "Actually, you can copy and paste …"
Ling Ran then copied and pasted two paragraphs. When he filled in the medical record again, he only felt uncomfortable all over. He only relaxed when he deleted them.
* Clap clap. *
* Clap clap clap. *
* Clap clap, clap clap clap. *
The pleasant tapping of the keyboard once again sounded pleasing to the ear.
Lu Wenbin only felt uncomfortable all over.
Was the great method of copying and pasting good? Of course, it was good. After pasting it, he only needed to edit it once. It could be said that it was fast and good. Therefore, even if there were stubborn old doctors who emphasized using their hands to write medical records, young doctors never listened to them.
Lu Wenbin always thought that copying and pasting before editing was the most normal way to write medical records. It was a new method under the new technology, and no one would ask for trouble.
But he did not expect that Ling Ran would choose to use his hands to write medical records without hesitation.
And he did it very quickly.
It was as if he did not need to think at all.
However, a medical record was thousands of words, and typing it by hand was very tiring.
Lu Wenbin wanted to laugh at Ling Ran's naivety, but he could not.
Ling Ran had talent, skills, and was valued by his leader, but he still typed medical records by hand. What right did he have to laugh at him?
Lu Wenbin looked at Ling Ran's jumping fingers with admiration and emotion. He had a new understanding of his path in medicine.
At the same time, Ling Ran also sighed in his heart. 'Copying and pasting before editing is really heresy. It's like putting meat in dumplings. Fortunately, it's not necessary.'
Ling Ran wrote one paragraph after another, and his speed was not slow at all.
Medical records did not care about the style of writing. As long as the things were written and written clearly, it would be fine. It did not matter if they were listed or not connected, as long as they could understand it. In fact, if the senior doctors did not have strict requirements, they could just write casually and pass the examination.
Ling Ran obtained the Single Skill Book and the complete M-Tang technique. He was still at Master Level when it came to writing medical records for the M-Tang technique, and he was also the chief surgeon for the surgery. He only needed to check some of the pre-examination data, which made it easier for him.
After he finished writing, he checked it and filled in a new form.
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