The Returning Doctor Wanted to Live Quietly - Chapter 322



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Episode 322. Giving orders (4)

“Huh? Suddenly?”

“Why? What, is there a problem?”

“Oh, no.”

“What are you doing, why don’t you wake up quickly?”

“yep!”

Taejun Hwang, a second-year resident, stood up from his seat with a trembling expression.

Patient selected by the chief.

It was the patient who ordered revenge.

It’s not like I’m about to have surgery right now.

There are still 4 days left.

I was really flustered because I should have written a review two days ago.

‘Ah, of all things… … . What is this all of a sudden?’

When Hwang Tae-jun stumbles up to the stage.

The head of endocrine surgery intervened.

“You seem a little flustered, so let me explain first. Well, it’s your first time anyway. You’ll feel wronged, right? Why, the first time is the worst for anything.”

“All right.”

“Oh, wait. I’ll call a nurse too.”

“yes.”

As the chief nodded after finishing his answer, the intern ran over.

A conference attended only by nurses.

The idea is to bring in another nurse.

After some time like that.

The nurses came rushing in.

A very busy morning.

They are not even head nurses, so they are asking them to attend.

Everyone had a puzzled look on their face.

But soon.

“Starting today, I plan to strengthen patient reviews. One per day. Randomly. Even orders… … .”

The expressions on the faces of those listening to the explanation changed immediately.

You’re talking about patient reviews.

In effect, it means that you will do an order review.

It was a moment of mixed joy and sorrow.

* * *

At that moment, the chief’s explanation continued.

Seo Yu-jeong bit her lips while looking at Hwang Tae-jun.

Revenge Order.

An absurdity that means making nurses do unnecessary work in order to annoy them.

He himself never knew it would happen.

I never dreamed of it.

Well, a lot of people get hurt like that.

Since I had an aunt, I never got hairy.

But, it was completely stripped away.

So much so that even the threshing machine would go away.

As I was looking at Hwang Tae-jun, I remembered what happened yesterday and tears welled up in my eyes.

– Hey, teacher.

– why.

– You asked me to report my I/O every hour. 75mL of NS (normal saline) was administered. 80mL of TPN was also administered.

– Huh? Why did you put in TPN (nutrient solution)?

– Yes? The teacher… … .

– No, you said it was diabetes. Why did you put me on TPN?

– I did as the teacher ordered.

– Ha. Really. New doctor. This is surgery, surgery. This is not internal medicine. Don’t you know how busy you are? It’s a daily routine to only do surgeries and not even be able to eat properly.

– That, that.

– Oh, you really should have filtered this out yourself. What did you do without double-checking?

A long, continuous yelling.

It was unfair.

I copied and pasted it.

He told me to filter everything out myself.

If only I had just glanced at it once when discontinuing the aspirin prescription, wouldn’t it have been over?

but.

– Vitals are also notified every hour!

– Vital too?

– Why? You don’t want to do it?

– That’s not it. The I/O isn’t even over 1,000 positive. Is there any reason to do this…?

– Whether it’s over 1,000 or only 500. Just do as you’re told. Wow. But the more I think about it, the angrier I feel. Am I ordering you to do something useless?

– No, that’s not it.

– You didn’t say anything even though the notifications were a mess. Even the I/O notifications are like that.

– yes?

– 1hr I/O 75/85. Positive 800. What is BWT? Weight. Patient symptoms. Shouldn’t it be notified like this?

– That, that’s it.

– You said you were in the endocrinology department. Why is this all you can do?

– Sorry, I’m sorry.

In the end, I bowed my head.

Taejun Hwang, who was very nervous because the patient died, was once again attacked.

Well, that would be nice if that were all.

VRE patients have also been reported.

Vancomycin-resistant Enterococci.

We had to move around frantically because of a patient who was confirmed late through a culture (blood culture test).

Because we had to isolate them before the infection spread.

So badly wounded.

No, when I’m so exhausted that all I can think about is getting off work.

Hwang Tae-jun’s review has begun.

* * *

“I/O q1hr V/S q1hr? What is this?”

“Oh, that’s it.”

“What is that?”

“… … .”

“Why do we need to check I/O (intake/output) and vital signs every hour?”

“I got R/O (suspicion) because my BST (blood sugar) control was not good.”

“BST control is not working? That’s why you prescribed a regular diet. Let’s look at the chart again.”

“ah…….”

Hwang Tae-jun let out a short sigh and immediately grabbed the mouse.

A chart that can be folded and unfolded with (+) and (-).

All the orders that had been placed so far have been spread out.

“Isn’t BST bouncing? And if it had, I should have caught it a long time ago. What is this?”

“sorry.”

“Ha, right.”

“… … .”

“Wait. Wait. Well, there’s nothing special. Why the vital signs? There’s no event, either.”

Why did you check every hour when it wasn’t even a response?

In fact, the subordinates would tremble just from receiving the V/S q2hr (vital check every 2 hours) order.

I’m already busy.

Because I had to report my status every two hours.

But I was told to report every hour.

Hwang Tae-jun’s answer could not help but be awkward.

The head of the endocrine surgery department, who had been listening to excuses for a while, snapped.

“Okay. Maybe it’s a nursing diary.”

Things were getting bigger and bigger.

* * *

Initial medical records.

Progress report.

Test results.

Surgical record.

Consultation medical record.

Nursing information survey.

Nursing diary.

etc.

There were a lot of documents that the doctor and nurse had to fill out.

It was a daily occurrence that there were not just a lot of them, but they piled up to the point where they were numerous.

But I was looking at them one by one.

If I had been honest from the beginning, this wouldn’t have happened.

The lie I told to avoid the situation ended up causing trouble.

“My first BST (blood sugar) in the morning was 180. I’m going to mix up my insulin and push it in. It says to put in an order. Did I read this wrong?”

“That, that… … .”

“What do you mean by asking for regular food? Why is the nurse checking this? You should have checked it first before the nurse said anything!”

“Sorry, I missed it.”

“You missed it? You missed this!? What the heck is aspirin!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

Hwang Tae-jun quickly lowered his head.

His expression hardened as if he had committed a mortal sin.

Bend 90 degrees to the waist.

An apology that is close to a classic, without making any lame excuses.

The head of endocrine surgery suddenly stood up.

“That’s why they curse at internal medicine doctors! They call them ignorant people. They only know how to hold a scalpel. They curse at them because they only do surgeries!”

“sorry.”

“I didn’t come here to hear you apologize! I know. You’re all busy. But let’s just pay a little more attention.”

As he scanned the conference room, everyone nodded heavily.

Pasting the set order as is customary.

Now I can’t do things as I usually do.

Because it was obvious that the nurse would look through every trace of the order.

Of course, it was impossible for the busy endocrine surgeon to see him every day.

But if you were unlucky enough to get caught, it was over.

Not doing what you’re told to do properly.

It was the thing the people above hated the most.

“Mr. Hwang.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Lies. That’s bad.”

“sorry.”

“I understand that you want to avoid the situation, but you’re not all stupid. Do you understand?”

“yes.”

“Chief, take care of the kids.”

“yep!”

“I lost more time than I thought. Let’s move on to the next patient.”

Hwang Tae-jun hurriedly sat down with his head down.

The conference proceeded as usual.

Review patients scheduled for surgery.

A place has been opened where we can discuss and study together the issues at stake.

How much time has passed like that?

As more and more people started looking at their watches, the head of the endocrine surgery department stood up from his seat.

“Go to sleep. Cheer up today. Let’s all fight together.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Thank you for your effort.”

The medical staff dispersed in a hurry after greeting each other.

Someone to the ward.

Another person was rushed to the operating room.

Because time was tight.

Of course, not everyone left the conference room together.

The youngest one stayed behind and had to put away the chairs and clean up the messy conference room.

Seo Yu-jeong also moves with caution.

Jinhyuk, who should have rushed to the operating room, winked at her as he passed by.

It happened in an instant.

Seo Yu-jeong’s eyes belatedly widened.

* * *

Seo Yu-jeong returned to the station later than everyone else.

Her ears perked up.

Because everyone was talking loudly.

“Teacher Su. What happened all of a sudden?”

“I don’t know the exact details. I heard that Teacher Lee Jin-hyeok asked him to do it.”

“Huh? You asked me to criticize Teacher Hwang?”

“Hey. How could Professor Jinhyeok be like that? He’s busy learning surgery right now. He’ll be moving to a different department soon.”

“sure?”

“Just. Well. I wish they would strengthen patient reviews. I think they said something like that. I don’t know the exact details.”

“So why all of a sudden? Why is that?”

“Hey. There’s no wiretapping in my ear. I don’t know either. Let’s go to sleep. Let’s quickly hand over the work. Those who need to leave, leave. Move quickly.”

As the head nurse waved her hand, everyone moved quickly.

It’s already a busy morning.

Nurses also lost track of time due to conferences.

When everyone is moving around so frantically.

Only Seo Yu-jeong was blinking her eyes.

Lee Jin-hyuk, who suddenly winked at himself.

It was clear that he had moved because of himself.

* * *

I also wanted to say thank you.

I also wanted to ask why that was.

But I was so busy that I didn’t have time to talk.

Lee Jin-hyeok was living in the operating room.

He himself was also very busy learning the job, and had no time to open his eyes.

‘I also need to return the handkerchief… … .’

Seo Yu-jeong, who was fiddling with the handkerchief in her pocket, let out a small sigh.

It’s already been a week.

Whenever I recalled the memory of borrowing someone else’s handkerchief and blowing it only to blow my nose, my face would burn.

When you’re working like crazy again.

Someone shouted.

“Hey, new!”

“Yes, teacher!”

“I ran out of snacks. Fill them up. I don’t need to tell you to fill them up quickly.”

“Yep! I’ll fill it up when I get off work.”

“Because Teacher Su likes chocolate rocks. Be sure to buy some.”

“All right!”

Seo Yu-jeong answered with a bright smile and started working again.

Check the I/O.

And change the drainage tube too.

And dressing too.

I spent a long time doing menial tasks while dealing with patients and their guardians.

The time to leave work has come so quickly.

Seo Yu-jeong, dressed in plain clothes, hurried to the convenience store.

After buying snacks to last a week, you’re about to head back upstairs, feeling a bit down.

A familiar voice was heard from behind.

“Excuse me, can I listen to you?”

It was Lee Jin-hyuk.

* * *

“I’m busy. I’m just asking for nothing. Are you okay?”

I should have said thank you first.

I can’t speak properly.

Rather, we sit on the bench together.

My heart is just pounding.

I was embarrassed even to look at his face.

Why is this happening?

Why does my heart beat on its own?

Seo Yu-jeong, her face slightly red, quickly reached out her hand.

“Here it is. This. I kept it because I was going to give it to you. I washed it cleanly. And I’m sorry about what happened then.”

“Well, do you have anything to apologize to me for? Thank you for the handkerchief. I was wondering when you would give it to me anyway.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“I’m joking, I’m joking.”

When Jinhyeok smiled, Seo Yujeong blushed again.

I know full well that it’s a meaningless smile.

It was clear that I was just feeling hopeless because the work was so hard.

“Did you receive an apology?”

“yes?”

“To Mr. Hwang Tae-jun.”

“Oh, you know that too? Then why do you write patient reviews on purpose… … .”

“Well, it wasn’t on purpose. It was really just a coincidence that Mr. Hwang Tae-jun was called.”

“Really?”

“yes.”

After Lee Jin-hyeok answered neatly, he drank banana milk.

This also seemed like a lie.

What should I say?

It’s like the feeling of a prince on a white horse offering kindness and then responding with an indifferent expression.

Seo Yu-jeong, who had been blankly staring, answered belatedly.

“It was just my fault. The other teachers. They all know how to do it.”

“You don’t have to do that to me.”

“… … .”

“Surgery is also a place where people live. So don’t be too upset. It may seem hateful now, but everyone is too busy.”

“… … .”

“Because they are kids who are desperately trying to save a patient.”

“yes.”

“I’ll apologize on your behalf. Is that okay?”

“Oh, no.”

Lee Jin-hyuk’s excuses to his juniors are also cool.

Seo Yu-jeong, with a blank expression, blurted out something out of the blue.

“Excuse me, teacher, what kind of food do you like?”

“yes?”

“I’m so grateful. I just want to eat together.”

* * *

“I’m crazy. I’m crazy. I’m crazy. Ugh.”

When Seo Yu-jeong returned home and started making a fuss under the blanket, her aunt, who had been quietly watching, shouted.

“This is real. What’s wrong with you? Who else is bothering you?”

“Ugh. I’m really. Ugh. Crazy. I’m crazy.”

“Hey. What’s wrong with you?”

The surprised aunt ran over and threw the blanket off, but Seo Yu-jeong lowered her head.

A sudden date request.

And the answer that came back.

I had no choice but to kick the blanket.