Chapter 105 - Picked up a treasure? (2/2)
Although Zhu Qianqian had a lot of work due to all the patients she had, she really was a fast worker. She was also a really fast typer who almost never used her mouse. She skillfully used all sorts of keyboard shortcuts to swiftly copy, paste, modify, and rearrange her medical reports.
”You should learn how to use these keyboard shortcuts. They'll really improve your speed. I learned all this from my many years of experience. Compared to using a mouse, using keyboard shortcuts will save you three minutes per medical report on average. Just think about it, with 30 medical reports, you can save 90 minutes! And if you finish the medical reports earlier, you'll also be able to rest earlier.”
Zhu Qianqian was really quite extreme in her shortcutting. 'Are you supposed to be a professional typist or a pulmonologist?' Zhang Fan couldn't help but wonder inwardly.
”Doctor Zhu, patient #33 is having breathing difficulties. He's pressed the bell to summon assistance. I checked his condition. His oxygen saturation level is a little low.” A nurse entered the doctors' resting area and called Zhu Qianqian.
”I'll go check his condition. Maybe phlegm has blocked his air passage. Doctor Zhang, you can stay here and continue fixing the medical reports,” Zhu Qianqian said as she got up and grabbed her stethoscope.
However, Zhang Fan hadn't come here just for the sake of writing medical reports for Zhu Qianqian. He wanted to actually learn during his rotation. Naturally, he would refuse to be left out during an emergency situation like this one.
”It's fine, I'll go check things out as well.” Zhang Fan also got up and grabbed his stethoscope as he said this, causing Zhu Qianqian to pout.
Patient #33 was an elderly man in his 70s. He had smoked for more than 50 years already, resulting in chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, pulmonary heart disease, high blood pressure, and high blood cholesterol. This time, he had been hospitalized due to being infected after catching a cold.
”That Doctor Chen in charge of you is so irresponsible. You have so much phlegm, yet he didn't even prescribe you some Ambroxol to break up your phlegm, letting you breathe phlegm all night long. So much trouble!” Zhu Qianqian complained.
She didn't speak very loudly, but she still spoke intentionally loud enough so that the old patient could hear her. He got so angry that he slammed his hand against his hospital bed. His face had gotten completely red with anger under his hospital face mask.
”Sir, please don't be angry. I'll have a talk to the director tomorrow and have him properly scold Doctor Chen.” Zhu Qianqian was quite sly, and instantly managed to calm down the old patient with a single sentence. The old patient's daughter next to him also had a really dissatisfied expression, but what could she do? Her father was in great discomfort, but she didn't dare to talk back to the doctors. She was afraid that if she angered the doctors, the doctors would stall and cause her father to suffer more.
The old patient felt slightly better after some sputum aspiration. He was even able to fall asleep again.
”Tomorrow, go ask the respiratory department head nurse for a heavy face mask like mine. Your standard-issue face mask won't work here. There's an extremely high number of infectious diseases in the respiratory department. You need to protect yourself against infection,” Zhu Qianqian informed Zhang Fan after they finished treating the old patient.
”Alright, I'll go get one tomorrow.” Zhang Fan then asked a question he had been wondering about regarding the old patient. ”Why didn't the doctor in charge of this patient prescribe oxygen therapy to begin with? And why did you instantly prescribe a low-flow oxygen therapy the moment that you were called to check this patient for the night shift?”
”Because oxygen therapy is mostly useless for treating chronic obstructive pulmonary disease. Giving him oxygen therapy is mostly just a placebo effect for him. For patients like him, he'll complain and give you trouble all night long if you don't act like you're doing something for him. Giving him some oxygen therapy is to make him feel better,” Zhu Qianqian said quite proudly.
For this night shift, neither Zhu Qianqian nor Zhang Fan slept for the entire night. Zhang Fan had plenty of energy due to his System strengthening his body, while Zhu Qianqian was filled with motivation due to her one year old toddler who drank imported milk formula. They finished Zhu Qianqian's thirtyish medical reports by the next morning.
”Sigh! I'm so exhausted that I can't even stand up straight! Doctor Zhang, how about I treat you to some meat buns from my home after we perform the daily morning checkup for the patients? We've both been busy all night. I never eat the meat buns from outside, especially not from the meat bun stall that's set up right in front of our hospital. I've seen that meat bun merchant wipe his snot with his hand and then grab meat buns without washing his hands several times already!”
”Oh! Really?” Zhang Fan wasn't even the slightest bit about to collapse from working all night, but he almost collapsed from hearing Zhu Qianqian's comment because he would buy meat buns from that particular stall on almost a daily basis! ”No need to treat me, but thank you, Doctor Zhu.”