BMJ 1995; 310 doi: (Published 11 March 1995) Cite this as: BMJ 1995;310:675
  1. Trisha Greenhalgh

    There is a fine pub about 20 yards from the main entrance of Oxford's Radcliffe Infirmary. When I was a regular there, most groups of customers could produce at least one stethoscope between them, and the landlord knew that when a crowd of youngsters sprinted for the door they were not doing a runner but answering a cardiac arrest call. In Cambridge, the original Addenbrooke's hospital can be found between a restaurant and a genteel tea shop on the city's main street. In the old days, it is said, the waiters were trained to answer your bleep, report patients' vital signs to you at table, and keep …

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