A path of medical womanhood.

In the office of the medical department of Qingniao County People's Hospital, Fan Shasha, who had just received office supplies, had just sat down when her cell phone rang. She quickly picked up, and the voice of Zhang Caiyun, a college girlfriend, came from there: "Shasha, how are you reporting on the first day today?" Is the hospital okay? ” Fan Shasha looked at the doctors, doctors and nurses coming and going outside through the glass window of the office, and replied with a smile: "This hospital is the largest hospital in my hometown, and the health of the people in ten miles and eight villages is entrusted to this hospital. ” "The difference is not bad, but the scale is there, and there is no big development." When I came to get my graduation certificate today, the counselor still talked about you, saying that you are such a good seedling, you have won a five-year scholarship, and several professors want you to go to their graduate school, but you are good, all pushed, and run to the grassroots hospital..." Fan Shasha smiled indifferently: "Medicine, 80% in practice, 20% in books, I come to the hospital for a few years and then go to graduate school." "That being said, but on your terms, which third-class hospital can't you go to?" The counselor clearly told you that you can apply even if you want to stay in our school annex," Zhang Caiyun sighed over there, "Our school annex, alas, the largest hospital in the province, how many advanced equipment, how many experts and scholars, how many higher education than you squeeze your head and can't get in, you you..." Fan Shasha knew that she was concerned about herself, and just wanted to comfort herself, when a nurse outside knocked on the door and said to Fan Shasha: "Shasha, Director Wan called you, in the conference room." "Alas, go right away." Fan Shasha answered the man, and then came back to Zhang Caiyun on the phone and said, "The director called me, I'll go over and talk back." You are staying in school for graduate school now, studying hard, and striving to become a medical scientist, I have time to go back to school to see you." ” "Okay, there you go." After hanging up the phone, Fan Shasha took her book and pen and went to the conference room. The director of the medical department, Wan Min'an, was already inside with two other newly admitted doctors. Wan Min'an looked almost forty years old, medium build, and had some smiling looks, and the other two doctors, Fan Shasha, had seen during the written test, and like her, they were both fresh graduates. The two new doctors, a man and a woman, had flat heads and seven-looking, gold-rimmed glasses. The girl wears a ponytail and seems to have light makeup, which is very young and beautiful. Wan Min'an saw Fan Shasha coming, looked up at her, nodded to her, and said, "Sit." Fan Shasha sat down, and Wan Min'an put a set of photos and materials in front of her and said briefly: "Take a look." Fan Shasha first picked up the information and looked at it, and on the top was a notification document with the title "Notice on the Establishment of a Treatment Point for Bacterial Rotten Foot Disease in Qingniao County." Rotten foot? Fan Shasha learned about the disease during her university studies, but it was not deep. She knew that the disease was usually caused by anthrax. Behind the notice was a pile of reporting documents, one of which began: In 1940, several Japanese military planes hovered over Zhejiang Province, carrying a large number of wheat, millet, cotton and other items of anthrax falling from the sky. A few days later, a large number of dead rats appeared in the cities and villages, followed by a large-scale epidemic among the people of Quzhou, and hundreds of people died. The source of "rotten foot disease" is here. Patients suffering from this disease often ulcerate their legs and feet and drain pus. The unbearable stench makes these patients only live in isolation. Some, even the skin and flesh are completely ulcerated, you can directly see the bones, the medical pictures about this disease are miserable, let alone see and feel it with your own eyes... In order to treat these patients, a medical team composed of doctors and nurses from the Qingnian County People's Hospital was set up. ...... And that pile of photos, which are full of injuries from patients with rotten feet, some skin ulcers, some can even see bones... Although she had already learned about it once during the course, it was still shocking to look at it now. Wan Min'an explained succinctly: "Sixty or seventy years ago, our country experienced a germ war, and our province was the hardest hit area. The war killed hundreds of people and survived, but they suffered a painful lifelong disease, that is, rotten foot disease, because of the germ war. Our country is a treatment point, and our hospital is obliged to take care of patients with rotten foot disease in the surrounding villages. You are all new to the hospital, and we recommend you to join our rotten foot treatment team and go to the nearby village to take care of patients in your spare time. The two new doctors didn't speak, and Fan Shasha looked at them and didn't speak. Wan Min'an's gaze swept over the three of them and said, "I recommend you all to participate, this is also a rare internship opportunity, you have just arrived at the post, more practical opportunities, it is good for you all." Of course, voluntarily participate, whether you want it or not, I will not force you. ” "I have a question." The boy raised his hand and said, "Director Wan, is there a subsidy for this project?" Wan Min'an shook his head: "There is no monetary subsidy, but you are future doctors, and the subsidy for your ability to contact patients more is immeasurable." Fan Shasha also asked: "Director, what will we do after joining the team?" "There is no difficult work. Most of those patients have had surgery at Shanghai University Hospital. We do some basic nursing work for them, there are some complications that we need to treat, and some patients are still reluctant to go for surgery. We also have to carry out some psychological counseling work for them... In short, rest assured, there are experienced doctors in the team who can teach you. ” Fan Shasha saw that she was competent, so she nodded and said, "Okay, I am willing to participate." There was a hint of relief in Wan Min'an's eyes, and he nodded and said: "You are not in a hurry to reply to me, you can go back and think about it, as soon as this matter is done, I hope you can stick to the end." By the way, now we have seven people in the team, in all departments. The three promised to go back and think about it. Wan Min'an left the conference room first. The remaining three people did not leave. Wan Shasha continued to look at the information on her mobile phone, and the male doctor next to her asked the doctor: "Li Wanyi, are you participating?" Li Wanyi looked tangled: "Occupying the rest of the time, there is no monetary subsidy, this kind of work also. This to bully our fresh graduates." And Director Wan also said that it would help us, in terms of basic nursing work. I am an intern in the pathology department. How can it help me? A few more books at home are more useful than this. ” The boy hesitated and said, "It doesn't have much to do with me, my imaging department... But this is a public welfare activity. I heard that the rating in the hospital will be linked to whether or not to participate in public welfare activities at ordinary times. When the time comes, we want to apply for some excellent doctor. We also need this information. I am very entangled..." The doctor thought about it for a while, nodded and said: "It does make sense..." She saw that Fan Shasha had not spoken, and turned to her and asked, "What department are you from?" Fan Shasha looked up at her: "Medical department." "Then you have a section with Director Wan, no wonder you are so positive, it turns out that you want to please your own department director." The girl smiled and said. Although this is quite uncomfortable, Fan Shasha never likes to argue with people, and also smiled at her, did not explain, and left with the information. Back in the office, Wan Minan was also there. He saw Fan Shasha come in, put down the water cup printed with "Qingniao County People's Hospital • Award", and said to Fan Shasha: "Shasha, you said you wanted to join the group, can you think clearly?" Fan Shasha nodded solemnly: "I am willing to join you." "Can you tell me your reasons?" "When I was a child, I grew up with my grandmother in Panshui Village, Qingniao County, when my grandmother had high blood pressure and diabetes, and it was a doctor who took care of my grandmother. So, I also want to go to the grassroots level and take care of patients as much as I can. ” Wan Min nodded gratifyingly: "Good!" I really didn't misread you! I will send you all the information of patients with rotten foot disease in our country. You can see it in advance, and come with us this Saturday. ” "Good!" Fan Shasha also readily agreed. The tasks on the first day of work were not difficult, and after the end, she deliberately stayed in the hospital to look at the patient's file. At present, there are a total of 27 patients with detailed files on the hospital side, living in various villages below Qingniao County, and most of the patients have received free skin grafting surgery provided by the third-class hospital in Shanghai, but they also need long-term care. In addition, some patients themselves are unwilling to undergo surgery, which has been delayed to this day. Fan Shasha's mouse paused on the file of a patient named "Niu Zhongyong", which was his detailed record: Niu Zhongyong, a male, from Panshui Village, Qingniao County, born in February 1939, unmarried, began to suffer from rotten foot disease in 1952. The patient had a violent personality, and the hospital staff repeatedly visited the door to persuade him without success, and continued attention was needed. Because he was a compatriot with this Grandpa Niu, Fan Shasha paid more attention to him, and seemed to have some vague memories of him... Before she was five years old, she lived in Panshui Village with her grandmother, and she vaguely remembered that the children in the village often said "rotten feet old man". Could it be this cow grandfather? Why is he reluctant to go for free surgery? Fan Shasha was thinking, a slightly chubby doctor with short hair walked in, and looked at Fan Shasha curiously while taking off her white coat: "Shasha, aren't you on duty today?" Fan Shasha looked up at her, recognized her as Dr. Miao Fang, a senior in the medical department, and shook her head to answer her: "No, do you need my help with something?" Miao Fang said with a smile: "No, I just want to remind you that it's dark, if you are not on duty, go home quickly." Just as I'm leaving, where do you live? I'll give you a ride. ” Only then did Fan Shasha notice that it was dark outside the window, and she quickly turned off the computer: "No need, I am temporarily living in the dormitory allocated by the hospital. Thank you Teacher Miao." "You don't need to call me Teacher Miao, just call me Miao Fang, I'm not much older than you." Miao Fang liked this shy and honest little girl, and after saying with a smile, she pulled her out together, "You came here on the first day today, are you still used to it?" There are many small restaurants near our hospital, although not as clean as the hospital cafeteria, but better than the hospital cafeteria, when you are free from work one day, let's eat together. ” Fan Shasha nodded and was about to speak, when she suddenly heard a girl with rainbow-colored hair and wearing flowing clothes at the entrance of the hospital, smoking a cigarette and scolding at the hospital: "Ju Ze, you get out for the old lady!" Fan Shasha was stunned and asked Miao Fang nervously: "What is that for?" Is it someone from our hospital? Miao Fang sneered and said, "No, I guess I came to collect the debt." Since our hospital recruited a big Buddha to come in, what are you doing... After that medical digitalization, this farce occurs every month. ”