Chapter 105 - Picked up a treasure? (1/2)
Medical reports in internal medicine could really reflect a doctor's medical abilities. The doctor's analysis of an illness, thoughts on what medicine to use, and so on would all be recorded in the medical report for others to read as well. Zhang Fan's foundational knowledge of internal medicine was only average. In fact, he had only really started accumulating a foundation when he was first rotated into an internal medicine department. Now that he was in another internal medicine department, he definitely wouldn't let go of this chance to study from such a large number of medical reports.
Zhang Fan sat in front of the computer for three consecutive hours without getting up a single time. Meanwhile, Zhu Qianqian had gone to the bathroom once and poured water for Zhang Fan twice.
”Doctor Zhang, there's no hurry. You just have to finish all the medical reports by tonight, but if you really can't finish, it's fine to just finish them tomorrow. Have some coffee that my husband especially purchased for me. It's quite tasty.”
Zhu Qianqian was absolutely delighted because Zhang Fan was such a hard worker. In fact, he was even more hardworking than she was. She felt as if she had picked up a treasure! Since he was so hardworking, Zhu Qianqian even acted quite magnanimous (by her standards). She made coffee for him, constantly brought him water, washed fruits for him, and so on.
Zhang Fan wasn't bored with these medical reports even in the slightest. He started carefully studying and comparing the medical reports, learning much knowledge and experience from them. Previously, when he was in the cardiovascular department of internal medicine, his teaching doctor Ye Jing had far fewer medical reports, so he hadn't learned anywhere near as much.
Cardiologist Ye Jing was the type who was satisfied with doing as little work as possible. She preferred to have as few patients as possible, and to always get off work on time. This was in direct contrast to the hardworking pulmonologist Zhu Qianqian's personality.
”Doctor Zhu, why wasn't this patient given a respiratory stimulant?” Zhang Fan asked while pointing at a patient's medical record.
”Ah, this patient? I asked Director Jumabieke about it at the time. He said that this patient's lungs are already weakening, and that using a respiratory stimulant would only worsen the patient's carbon dioxide retention.”
”Oh, I see.”
”You don't even know how strict our department director is. My medical reports would already count as excellent medical reports in other departments. In your surgery departments, medical reports are all about copy and paste. That won't work for us. Director Jumabieke will refuse to approve our medical reports unless we write some personal analysis. Sigh~! Such a waste of my time.”
Zhang Fan felt as if he was breaking out in a cold sweat from listening to Zhu Qianqian's complaints. 'She really is so shameless. She makes quite a lot of typos in her medical reports that I'm fixing for her, yet she complains about the director being strict? Also, no matter how simple a surgical medical report is, all records of each surgery are unique and must be typed up. If you were a webnovel author, you would be cursed to death!' He didn't even know how to verbally respond to this.
Still, Zhu Qianqian was truly hardworking. She had by far the most patients out of every single pulmonologist, with more than double the number of patients of the doctor with the fewest patients. Average doctors would at most take care of around eight patients simultaneously because they wouldn't have the energy to care for more at once. Luckily, Director Jumabieke was incredibly strict, and liked to personally check up on the patients himself. Otherwise, there would have definitely been problems with how aggressively Zhu Qianqian took patients.
Director Jumabieke couldn't really say anything about Zhu Qianqian's behavior. Was he supposed to criticize her for working hard and taking care of more patients? It wasn't like he could forbid her from taking patients.
Zhu Qianqian was just like Doraemon, constantly snacking on something.
There were many infectious diseases in the respiratory department, so Zhu Qianqian was constantly washing her hands. Zhang Fan didn't really like to eat snacks, and was enthralled by reading all these medical reports, so he didn't want to lose time by getting up to wash his hands. But, he constantly heard Zhu Qianqian snacking away as if she was a mouse. Actually, it would have been quite easy for him to just fix her medical reports as there were standard formats for the medical reports. But, actually studying and learning from them would require concentration. Zhang Fan was quite annoyed by her snacking sounds. 'No wonder she said that she doesn't eat dinner! With how she constantly snacks, of course she won't be hungry at night!'
It really couldn't be helped. But, honestly, Zhang Fan really would have gone elsewhere to finish the medical reports if it weren't for the fact that he needed to learn more about respiratory basics from Zhu Qianqian.
”Doctor Zhang, there's no need to be so careful with the medical reports. You just need to look them over briefly and fix them up. They're all in the same format. Just make sure that the patient medication is correct. Oh, and fix any typos that you see, along with whatever sections were marked wrong by the director as the reason for rejecting my medical report.”
Zhu Qianqian was also fixing her own medical reports on another computer together with Zhang Fan. She would finish fixing three medical reports before Zhang Fan had finished a single one. If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Fan hadn't left his computer at all, she would have felt that Zhang Fan had been slacking off.
”It's fine. This is only the second internal medicine department I've been in. Doctor Zhu, your medical reports are useful for my studies.” Zhang Fan ignored her suggestion to go faster. If all he did was fix her medical reports without actually learning from them, all of this would be meaningless. It wasn't like he was fixing her medical reports just for the sake of fixing them. If he didn't gain anything at all, of course he wouldn't be willing to spend any all-nighters here!