Most of the other doctors at the meeting agreed with these views.
"Regarding the issues you mentioned." Cao Yong refuted them on behalf of Xie Wanying, who was absent. "The first point is whether the patient's various indicators before surgery are good or bad. What you just mentioned was only the tumor volume. She is comparing all the patient's indicators.
I made a table. Do you want to look at the table again and see clearly whether it is good or bad?"
A bunch of doctors have stiff faces: list of statistics?!
It’s true that I’m a student, and I take medical discussions very seriously.
Who is right and who is wrong, the data is listed clearly.
Dean Wu laughed loudly in his throat and ordered Section Chief Yang: "Open the slide projector and enlarge her form on the screen so that everyone can see it."
Section Chief Yang quickly arranged for the slide projector to be put on stage.
Cao Yong submitted the first form to Section Chief Yang.
Through the magnification of the slide projector, a handwritten form was projected on the screen. Although it looked like it was written and drawn by hand, every number in it was very clear and there was no sign of ambiguity.
The doctors present looked at it and were all dumbfounded.
Facts speak louder than words.
Someone reached out to Dean Wu and asked to review the patient's previous medical records.
Sometimes, people's brains always take it for granted, thinking that the things in their brain's memory are all correct. In fact, the memory of the human brain is not as reliable as everyone thinks. Otherwise, it would not be said that humans have to invent writing since ancient times.
Written records have survived.
When the numbers are laid out cruelly and mercilessly, the pain on everyone's face is the pain that goes deep into their hearts.
Dean Wu looked at this table with a serious expression, remembering what Cao Yong just concluded: They were too optimistic, and now the evidence is conclusive.
This girl, like Cao Yong, is a shining scalpel.
Cao Yong did not give this group of people a chance to breathe a sigh of relief. He held what the junior sister had written in his hand. He thought to himself that the academic thinking of the junior junior sister was very good and could always hit the mark. He curved the corner of his mouth and continued: "What do you mean?
She is very familiar with how to treat patients with the same disease, and there is no point in holding meetings to discuss it. The preoperative seminar has become a formality and should be cancelled. Here, she put forward the opposite point of view. Not only cannot it be cancelled, but it must be replaced.
Form a set of standard procedures to provide medical services to each patient. In the modern and more fashionable professional vocabulary, it is called clinical pathway. Clinical pathway is supported by a large number of papers. The meeting you said is meaningless, bring out the evidence.
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The group of people sitting opposite stared at Cao Yong: You?
Cao Yong unceremoniously dismissed their gazes and said: "I personally think this thing is really good. The good thing is that sometimes we don't know what our brains are doing. We need to always review what our brains are doing.
We can write medical records and paper summaries. But whether we write them correctly or not requires standards to guide us. She proposed such a reference path so that we can see at a glance whether we followed the standards and whether we treated Teacher Zhang specially.
Already."
The words "special treatment" echoed in the room with an unusually heavy weight.
Sometimes, it is not a good thing for doctors to treat patients specially. It may deviate from the normal thinking of the brain due to emotional relationships.
Section Chief Yang enlarged all the tables listed by Xie Wanying on the screen.
Every number is very heartbreaking.
The doctor here couldn't believe his eyes and asked, "How many days have you given her the medical records?"