world famous doctor

Chapter 72 Emergency Department Curse

"Hurry up, the prosecutor's office will be off work later." Zhou Chen urged.

The young man didn't say much, he turned around and staggered out of the emergency room, feeling extremely apprehensive, a deep sense of despair swept over him, obliterating his whole being.

Look back.

Zhou Chen saw Dr. Zhang Jian sitting opposite him looking at him and pointing with his finger.

Zhang Jian shook his head with a subtle expression, and smacked his lips:
"Xiao Zhou, you do this... tell me what to say about you."

Zhou Chen stood up leisurely and smiled.

"To treat this kind of person, we should treat him in the same way as others. In the future, I think he dares to come to our emergency room to make trouble?"

Zhang Jian didn't blame Zhou Chen too much.

Although Zhou Chen's approach made people speechless, it did relieve his anger.

However, once the patient finds out about this and complains to the hospital's superior leadership, it is estimated that Zhou Chen, the new Gui Peisheng, will be fired immediately.

Zhang Jian printed out the checklist, handed it to the old man, and said kindly:
"Grandpa, go to the 2nd floor for a blood draw, and then go to the 5th floor for an abdominal ultrasound..."

Just as the old man raised his hand, Zhou Chen took the checklist first.

Judging from the old man's clothes, it is estimated that the economic situation is not very good.

Zhou Chenxian, if he can save the patient a little bit, the checks will cost at least six or seven hundred yuan.

Zhou Chen turned his head and said to Zhang Jian: "Doctor Zhang, in my opinion, these checks are unnecessary. The old man has a chronic stomach problem. It should be enough to give him some omeprazole, ranitidine and other drugs."

With that said, Zhou Chen sat down and opened a prescription.

Jinghua Weikang Soft Capsules of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

He handed the prescription to the uncle, and said: "Master, go to the pharmacy outside, buy this medicine, and take it with warm water when you get home."

The old man took the prescription and looked down, his eyes were moist.

Because of economic reasons, the old man used to only dare to see his stomachache in the small clinic in the village.

I fell ill again in the past two days, and the village doctor closed the door for something. After much deliberation, I dared to muster up the courage to come to such a large general tertiary hospital to see a doctor.

Unexpectedly, such a trip did not even cost a dollar of registered money.

It is cheaper than seeing a doctor in a village clinic.

He was full of gratitude to Zhou Chen, and after thanking him repeatedly, he left the hospital.

Immediately afterwards, they received several more patients.

After finally finding some spare time, Zhou Chen got up and moved around.

"How about it, are you still used to working in the emergency department?"

Zhang Jian asked with a smile.

"It's nothing." Zhou Chen looked indifferent.

"After a long time, you will know that the emergency department is really not a place for people to stay."

Zhang Jian got up and took a glass of water, drinking while talking.

After a pause, he said with some emotion: "It sounds like I regret it. If I could do it all over again, I would never have chosen to study medicine."

Speaking of the topic of regret, everyone who cannot predict the future will regret the past.

For example, Liu Hai will regret that he played Yasuo in the middle lane in the last game, and there is a thieves show on the opposite side.

Fans will regret not buying Country X in the first place.

Those who are married will regret being married, and those who are single will regret being single.

There are also people who regret that they swam first...

"There is also a saying in our medical school that persuades people to study medicine. The sky is struck by lightning, and the sea of ​​medicine is boundless. If you turn your back and do it, I just listen to it as a joke." Zhou Chen smiled and asked subconsciously: "Is it true?" No, is there any other inside story about being a doctor?"

"Working in a hospital, these cumbersome rules and regulations and interpersonal relationships are enough for people to suffer. There are endless things to do every day, endless patients, and doctors in the emergency department, which one does not carry a few notes on their backs?" Human life, and more importantly, sometimes it is not understood by the patient's family..."

Zhang Jian smiled wryly and shook his head.

Zhou Chen looked up and saw the doctor's introduction column hanging on the wall, and asked in doubt:
"By the way, why is Xu Weiping, the director of our emergency department, both the director and the deputy chief physician?"

"The director of the department is his administrative position, and the deputy chief physician is his technical title, which belongs to two judging criteria."

After listening to Dr. Zhang Jian's explanation, Zhou Chen showed a relieved expression.

"So this is ah."

I looked at the time, it was already 5:30 in the afternoon.

Zhang Jian got up and said, "Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria to have dinner together, and you and I will be on night shift at the hospital tonight."

While cooking, they met Xu Weiping, the director of the department.

Zhang Jian just greeted him.

From Zhou Chen's eyes, it seems that the relationship between them is not very harmonious.

He murmured under his breath:
"Doctor Zhang, why does Director Xu have a long face drooping every day, as if someone owes him money?"

"Leave him alone. This man is like that. You have to remember that he has a bad temper. Except for work matters, let's avoid coming and going with him."

Zhang Jian reminded in a low voice.

Zhou Chen shook his head helplessly, and continued to order food.

Not to mention, the food in this hospital is pretty good, which suits his appetite.

After eating, Zhou Chen and Dr. Zhang Jian returned to the emergency department again.

Dr. Zhang Jian is very talkative. He told Zhou Chen, who came to the hospital for training on the first day, a lot of anecdotes about the hospital.

It's as big as when the hospital was established, how many deans there were, and what historic events happened in the past.

It's so small that the director of a certain department and a certain nurse are secretly messing around with shoes...

This hospital is like a society.

Unconsciously, the time has come to around 3:00 in the morning.

According to the usual schedule, if there is no emergency patient, the doctor on duty will usually choose to rest in the lounge.

Zhang Jian is also preparing to go to rest.

He just got up.

At this moment, Zhou Chen said casually:
"Hey, why are you so quiet tonight?"

The voice just fell.

Zhou Chen noticed that Dr. Zhang Jian's eyes widened, and he cast a particularly weird look at himself.

His expression, as if he had seen a ghost, made people feel a chill in his heart.

"Zhang...Doctor Zhang, what's wrong?"

Zhou Chen hesitated to ask, wondering if he had said something wrong.

What he didn't know was that in the emergency department, there was a very strange thing.

This is called "night shift curse" by all medical workers.

Once a doctor on duty said that he was free that night, the next night, there would be patients in need of emergency treatment, which made the doctors very busy.

And, especially when bringing in new trainee trainees, it's easier to trigger the spell.

This is one of the reasons why many doctors are reluctant to bring interns.

The curse of the night shift sounds a bit evil, but this is the summary of the doctors after so many years of experience.

Zhang Jian looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.

3:30am.

Inexplicably, he felt a great fear in his heart.

Three or four o'clock in the morning, this moment is as special as the July and a half that people usually spend.

During this period of time, folks say that when the nighttime is the most cloudy, as a doctor, you should believe in materialism.

But in recent years, it is true that more emergency patients come to the hospital at this time.

Moreover, many critically ill patients cannot survive the rescue period at this moment.

Seeing Dr. Zhang Jian standing there in a daze, his expression was sluggish.

Zhou Chen then asked:
"Doctor Zhang, what's the matter?"

"You have violated the curse of our emergency department. Don't even think about resting tonight. Get ready. Let's go back to the emergency department and wait."

Zhang Jian said dejectedly, while folding the quilt that had just been torn apart.

An emergency doctor can be summed up in one sentence—sit up in shock while dying, and ask the patient where it hurts with a smile.

Regarding his behavior and words, Zhou Chen felt speechless for a while.

He muttered dumbfoundedly:
"Emergency Department Curse?"

(End of this chapter)