"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 neither soft nor hard nail made Zheng Mingjiang's face glow with stars. On the contrary, she took the lead in writing this health regulation!
However, this is the first walnut shop that dares to say it to such a veteran. Awesome Plath!
She immediately showed her Ministry of Health certificate. The Ministry of Health currently takes the lead in food hygiene and safety work, and the health police of the national police are responsible for the specific implementation. So this is also within the scope of her responsibilities.
"Then I will show you the way." The man continued to smile and now 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 took his secretary to the private room on the second floor.
Ming Jiang reluctantly ate some traditional pastries and candies, which are characterized by heavy sugar and oil, and she didn’t like them no matter what hygiene standards they met. On the contrary, Zhang Ji sold salty lemon mixed with soda, which had a bit of the flavor of the old Cantonese tea restaurant.
Although she didn't like it, secretary Jingshan liked it very much. Almost all naturalized people and indigenous people had a special liking for this kind of snack. So before leaving, Zheng Mingjiang asked the waiter to pack dozens of boxes.
Various snacks are delivered directly to the guest house.
Next, she took her secretary to visit the jewelry store in Dajijie.
"Jingshan, today is your birthday, pick whatever you want." Zheng Mingjiang said boldly while sitting in the jewelry store. However, when the store manager diligently put out all the so-called exquisite products, Zheng Mingjiang was disappointed. Because Big World is advertised
"Australian-style life", so there is no "traditional craft jewelry" as she imagined. Everything sold in this store is industrialized mass products. Zheng Mingjiang bought some art for his secretary that can reflect the crystallization of the handicraft industry in the 17th century.
Pin’s idea was shattered.
"Forget it, let's go to Guangzhou city one day and have a look." 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 had already led the main medical staff of the general hospital to the conference room to "welcome" him.
The most conspicuous thing in the conference room are the two sealed boxes she brought from Lingao. They are said to be "Lingao specialties 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 out of 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 did Zheng Mingjiang sell? Lin Motian was quite curious.
After a process of welcome-applause-speech-applause, 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.
This medical record does not have paper inside but is in the form of a binder. Each one is of standard size, with special index labels and simple instruction cards 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, and even one without one will be enough. 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 go, 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 medical records of outpatient clinics were originally patients'
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 will not serve the purpose 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 collects 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 name on the special loose-leaf medical record paper.
Age. After each shift of diagnosis and treatment, it will be archived by the Medical Department Archives."
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 a medical record number plate before they can register.
If the number plate is lost, it must be registered and reported as lost before a replacement is issued - 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. Such a situation may indeed 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 leaf 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 go to the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital to register for medical treatment will probably not borrow someone else's number plate. After all, anyone can get one after paying for the first registration.
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 finishing everything, Xie Yao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly found a few handymen to help.
The big box of medical records went out.
"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. I will guide you on the writing standards of new medical records. Don't always
If you are busy working, you should stop to study and summarize."
Sure enough, Zheng Mingjiang spent the whole afternoon kindly instructing 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 to Shi Niaoren: "What will a leader who can't steal students do?"
She sighed, but this did 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
, these books are unfolded and hung on the outside wall of the classroom, with names on them, in capital letters! Hang them 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 some 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 deeply that it was better not to eat Chief Zheng's food, so as not to cause trouble themselves. So they either refused to be on duty or said that they wanted to go back to study.
Eat silently.
"Okay," Lin Motian agreed wholeheartedly, "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 signed a document with a paper clip in his hand. As soon as he handed it to the assistant, he saw Zhang Xiao and said, "Oh, what happened to County Magistrate Zhang?"
It has been 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 claimed that he was not a good official or businessman. Hearing what Zhang Xiao said, 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."