Chapter 185: [185] The senior brother became solemn
After the vacation ended, the doctors needed to review the situation of each patient in their care and arrange treatment plans.
At the same time, a large number of medical students flooded in, ready to form groups and undergo mentorship. At the office door of the doctors, in the middle of the corridor, stood a group of bemused medical students. Seeing Xie Wanying, they seemed to recognize her and waved her over to join them.
As Xie Wanying took a step forward, she heard someone call out.
“Yingying, come here.”
It was Senior Brother Huang calling. She quickly turned around to find Senior Brother.
When she reached Huang Zhilei, he cautioned her, “Don’t wander off; stick close to me, alright?”
Little junior sister was too naive, always at risk of being led astray. Huang Zhilei was on high alert now.
Glancing at his watch, Huang Zhilei said, “Let’s move the medical records to Senior Cao’s office first, then go to the departmental office for the handover meeting.”
The patients’ medical records were kept on the record cart at the nurses’ station. Before each shift change and round, the doctors’ teams would go there to collect the relevant patients’ medical records.
When Xie Wanying followed Senior Brother over, she saw that the records on the cart had already been partially taken.
“Senior Cao is in charge of the third group of patients. There are a total of eleven beds,” Huang Zhilei said as he pulled out the records and stacked them up, carrying some himself and letting his junior sister carry some to get a feel for it.
Her arms were heavy with several volumes of medical records, since these cases were filed within metal binders for protection.
Upon arriving at Senior Cao’s office, they found it crammed with as many as seventeen or eighteen people. Most were interns assigned to the group, along with resident physicians who would follow Senior Cao and Senior Brother Huang. There was only one attending physician, her Senior Brother Huang.
In that instant, Xie Wanying realized something. She had often heard that neurosurgery had the easiest retention because it was the most understaffed; was it true?
Looking at Senior Cao, a man who normally radiated a carefree and jovial demeanor, his expression now was quite solemn. While flipping through the medical records Huang Zhilei had brought over, he put on his white coat and said to the others, “Let’s go, time for the meeting.”
Everyone obeyed the command and moved to the departmental office.
The departmental office was even more daunting, a narrow space with medical students already crowding the doorway. Huang Zhilei, leading the way, shouted, “Make way, don’t crowd the door.”
The medical students formed two lines to open a path, allowing the department’s doctors, associate directors, and directors to enter and gather around the central desk. The other people either stood behind the home doctors or were squeezed out altogether, compelled to listen to the handover as if antennas were mounted on their heads.
Surveying the crowded room, Xie Wanying then looked at the small whiteboard in the departmental office, which finally had some information written on it. The last time she came, it was blank, probably because of the collective Spring Festival vacation.
From the information on the whiteboard to the visible doctor nameplates, Xie Wanying counted internally. It seemed that the staffing situation in the neurosurgery department was approximately as follows: there were five doctor groups, each responsible for around ten beds. There were four senior associates, including her Senior Cao, Director Lv whom she had met before, Associate Director Liu, and a Professor surnamed Zhuang. There was one senior director, Director Chen. Retired doctors were not counted. Each senior associate and the senior director were in charge of one team of doctors, just enough.
There were seven attending physicians, including her Senior Brother Huang. However, there were at least fifteen or sixteen residents.
It was evident that the neurosurgery department was continuously recruiting. The reason, Xie Wanying recalled from the little tidbits previously shared by her senior sisters, was that once the new surgical building was finished, neurosurgery was planning to establish a separate division. That meant neurosurgery would effectively be split into two sections, so there was a need to train enough doctors in advance.