"The dim sum are all produced in the factory. Our store does not have a production room, only a warehouse."
"Then take a look at the warehouse."
The waiter smiled and said: "Excuse me, veteran, are you the head in charge of health? If so, please show me your ID. According to the Food Hygiene Management Law, non-related personnel are not allowed to enter the food warehouse."
This nail that was neither soft nor hard made Zheng Mingjiang's face glow with stars. On the contrary, she took the lead in writing this health regulation!
However, this walnut shop is the first one that dares to say it to such a veteran. Awesome Plath!
She immediately showed her Ministry of Health ID. The current food hygiene and safety work is led by the Ministry of Health, and the specific implementation is the responsibility of the health police of the national police. So this is considered within the scope of her responsibilities.
"Then I will show you the way." The man continued to smile and led the way.
After conducting an unannounced inspection, Zheng Mingjiang took his secretary to the private room on the second floor. According to the standards of the old time and space, the sanitary conditions here were not satisfactory, but after all, the two of them walked around all morning and were somewhat hungry, so Zheng Mingjiang Ming Jiang reluctantly ate a little - traditional pastries and candies are characterized by heavy sugar and oil, and she didn't like it no matter what hygiene standards they met. On the contrary, Zhang Ji sells salty lemon mixed with soda, which has a bit of the flavor of the old Guangdong tea restaurant.
Although she didn't like it, secretary Jingshan liked it very much. Almost all naturalized people and indigenous people have a special liking for this kind of point. So before leaving, Zheng Mingjiang asked the waiter to pack dozens of boxes of various snacks and send them directly to the guest house.
Next, she took her secretary to visit the jewelry store in Dajijie.
"Jingshan, it's your birthday today, pick whatever you want." Zheng Mingjiang said boldly while sitting in the jewelry store. But when the store manager diligently put out all the so-called exquisite products, Zheng Mingjiang was disappointed. Because Big World advertises "Australian-style life", there is no "traditional craft jewelry" as she imagined. Everything sold in this store is industrial mass-produced products. Zheng Mingjiang's idea of buying his secretary some art that reflects the crystallization of the handicraft industry in the seventeenth century was shattered.
"Forget it, let's go to Guangzhou city one day to see it." Guangzhou is famous for its traditional handicrafts. There were a large number of export products from the 17th to 19th centuries. Zheng Mingjiang believes that there should be such shops in the city. After all, handicrafts are also currently an important export commodity.
The next day, Zheng Mingjiang arrived at the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital on time. Lin Motian has already led the main medical staff of the general hospital to the conference room to "welcome".
The most conspicuous thing in the conference room were the two sealed boxes she brought from Lingao. It is said to be "a special product of Lingao sent by the Ministry of Health."
Of course, you can tell with your toes that this specialty is real, but it is definitely not the specialty that everyone wants.
Lin Motian looked at the somewhat uneasy naturalized doctors with amusement. In the eyes of the natives and naturalized people, they were all famous apricot forest experts who could "make flesh from bones". However, according to the view of the old time and space, this They are just a bunch of fake and shoddy doctors.
What kind of medicine does Zheng Mingjiang sell? Lin Motian was quite curious.
After a welcome-applause-speech-applause process, we finally got to the point.
The first box was opened. Zheng Mingjiang took out a blue hard-cover book with the words "Medical Record Book" written on it.
There is no paper in this medical record but it is in the form of a binder. Each is a standard size with a dedicated index label and simple instruction card on the outside.
"This is the latest version of Lingao's medical records. It has made a lot of improvements on the basis of the previous version, which can greatly improve everyone's work experience. Each notebook is numbered, so everyone must allocate and use it reasonably. One person per person All medical records must be kept properly. No one is missing. You must know that medical records are priceless treasures for a hospital. When you all become great professors in the future and we build a library, you can keep them together with the medical records. Together they form three auspicious treasures."
"Okay...ok..." Xie Yao, the most senior person in the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital, felt a little sudden, "Thank you to the Senate for still thinking of us."
"Of course, wherever the sun and the moon shine, and wherever the rivers reach, it is the land of the Senate." Zheng Mingjiang said, "There is another thing that I hope everyone will pay attention to, that is, in the past, the outpatient medical records were the patient's Take it, our hospital only keeps the medical records of inpatients. However, outpatients often lose their medical records and buy a new one when they go to see a doctor, which does not play the role of a 'record'. Therefore, the medical record used this time was changed to In order to be kept by the hospital, the patient is only given a medical record number." As she said this, she took out a bamboo sign tied to it from the side of the medical record with the number stamped on it.
"This number will be issued to the patient when he receives the medical record for the first time. In the future, he can register with this number. During diagnosis and treatment, you write the medical record number and the patient's name, gender, and gender on a special loose-leaf medical record paper. Age. After each shift of diagnosis and treatment, the medical department archives will be responsible for archiving."
Zheng Mingjiang explained how to use the new medical record, and then said: "Of course, considering that patients may remember the wrong number, this will cause management confusion, so our current requirement is that patients must hold the medical record number plate before they can register. . If the number plate is lost, you must first register the loss and then reissue it - of course, a handling fee will be charged."
Listening to Zheng Mingjiang's tone when he said the word "handling fee," everyone knew that this amount of money was obviously not three melons and two dates.
Xie Yao raised his hand, and Zheng Mingjiang said: "What problem do you have?"
"What if someone uses someone else's number plate to register?"
"Dr. Xie asked this question well. It is indeed possible that such a situation will occur. The current plan is that the doctor only cares about the number and not the person. The specific verification work is handled by the medical department archives that stores and organizes medical records. The number, name, age, Four gender checks. If the situation on the loose leaflet of the medical record does not match the situation registered in the medical record, a stamp of doubt will be stamped, but the same will be archived as a reminder to the doctor."
It is probably impossible to completely eliminate it. However, people who can come to the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital to register for medical treatment probably won’t borrow someone else’s number plate. After all, anyone can get one after registering and paying for the first time. Moreover, the medical record number plate does not bring any cost benefits to the borrower.
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Zheng Mingjiang babbled through the usage and specific details of the new medical record, which took more than an hour. After everything was said, Xie Yao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly found a few handymen to help him get out the two large boxes of medical records.
"I came all the way and didn't bring any gifts for you. I just bought desserts from Zhangji Food Store in Dajiji, one for each person. Let's satisfy our hunger while we are on duty."
The happy scene brought by the dessert did not last long, and Zheng Mingjiang spoke again: "Xie Yao, in the afternoon you all bring your current medical records back to the conference room, and I will guide you on the writing standards of the new medical records. Don't always If you are busy working, you should stop and learn and summarize.”
Sure enough, all afternoon Zheng Mingjiang was kindly guiding the young residents to write medical records. Thanks to the poor medical education of the Senate, the level of these residents could only be said to be barely adequate.
"Hey, when I get old, who will treat me?" Zheng Mingjiang sighed, and complained about Shi Niao Ren: "What will a leader who can't steal students do?"
Sighs are sighs, but this does not prevent Zheng Mingjiang from giving love education to the resident doctors. In the evening, she divided the medical records in front of her into three piles, namely upper, middle and lower. She pointed to the rightmost pile and said, "Okay, unfold these books and hang them on the outer wall of the classroom. Put the names on them. They must be in capital letters." !Hang for half a year!"
"Okay, okay." Xie Yao felt that he was in a bad position to speak today.
"You must take this as a warning in the future." Zheng Mingjiang said and pointed to the pile on the far left, "These are good books. Keep up the hard work. The Ministry of Health is going to create a Jiren Scholarship, and I will apply for it on your behalf. "As she spoke, she solemnly copied down the names of the owners of these medical records.
"Okay, I've been tired all afternoon. Let's eat together. I'll treat you."
However, the doctors felt that it was better not to eat Chief Zheng's food, so as not to cause trouble themselves. So he either said he was on duty or wanted to go back to study, trying to live up to the education of the Senate. In the end, Zheng Mingjiang had to go find Lin Motian for dinner.
"Okay," Lin Motian agreed, "Zhang Xiao said he would treat us today, and Fu Qiliang and I are fine. Why don't the three of us go and enjoy Zhang Xiao's meal together."
When Zhang Xiao and his entourage arrived at the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital in a hurry, Lin Motian held a paper clip in his hand and signed a document. As soon as he handed it to the assistant, he saw Zhang Xiao and said, "Oh, what happened to County Magistrate Zhang?" It's blown here, and the small courtyard is filled with flowers."
"Old Lin, just clean me up." Zhang Xiao said with a smile, "I came here today to owe you a favor."
"Oh? What's the matter? It's easy to talk about."
"Zhang Jiayu couldn't find you yesterday even with Lao Du's approval slip. They all blocked me at the bathroom door of Nanhai Academy, so I had to go there myself."
Lin Motian often blamed himself for his low "official and business" skills. When Zhang Xiao said this, he was a little puzzled. Could he have offended another elder? He turned around and asked his assistant: "Is this the case?"
The assistant girl felt a little guilty and explained: "Lin Yuan, you were not here last night, so I put the batch of notes on your table."
Lin Motian was a little angry and complained to his assistant: "Why didn't you remind me?"
The assistant girl just lowered her head and didn't dare to speak. What she was actually thinking was: What they put on your desk is in the most conspicuous place!
"Okay, Old Lin, it's important to save people." Zhang Xiao smoothed things over, "The little girl has little work experience, so you can educate her slowly at night. I also have a counselor Huang here who was beaten badly. You can also send a doctor to help. He checked and checked, I guess it’s nothing serious, but this matter needs to be taken seriously, taken seriously..."
"Okay, I'll have someone check him out right now and get him some medicine to relax his muscles and activate his blood circulation."
