I'm really an intern

Chapter 107

This kind of reasoning link can often calm down patients who don't know much about medicine.They'll be like, "Wow, that's awesome, I didn't even say how you know this!"

You may even wonder if the doctor is spying on your own life.

But for a doctor, it means knowing oneself and the enemy, and knowing that the other party is about to pretend to be aggressive.

Finished!

The only half of Zheng Hualiang's buttocks that was leaning on the chair accidentally left the ground, and the whole person fell into a state of panic.

Professor Yang is a pragmatic person. He has one thing to say and one thing to say. He hates playing such mystifying tricks on patients!

Oh, it's over!

But after waiting for a long time, instead of waiting for the phrase "playing tricks" that Professor Yang would definitely say with a look of disgust on weekdays, he saw a more and more intense smile on Professor Yang's face.

Zheng Hualiang was stunned for a while, until his half-squatting legs could no longer support him, and then he put his butt against the chair again.

Is the script wrong?

What about playing tricks?

Zheng Hualiang looked left and then again, a little suspicious.

It took him a while before he figured it out.

It seems that Professor Yang doesn't hate pretending, but hates me pretending

People are more mad than people!

Zheng Hualiang was secretly sad, but the mixed-race girl and her family were in surprise.

"Doctor, you are amazing!"

Zhang Tianyang smiled.

Patients and family members are often intimidated by this operation.

But in fact, this is just the most likely relevant manifestation of the disease given by the doctor after correctly judging the disease.

In fact, there is nothing magical about it.

The real technical work is not to push back after knowing the result.

Instead, rely on the only evidence that the patient has deliberately concealed to find the correct result.

This is the real difficulty.

This is why, when Professor Yang saw Zhang Tianyang's diagnosis, he smiled.

The real difficulty has been overcome, is there still a problem?

"This disease is actually to eliminate allergens. If you put it on your body, one is to avoid unsuitable environments, and the other is to avoid contact with allergens.

Then I will prescribe some medicine for you, both internal and external. You use it for a week. If you feel better, you don’t need to come back. "

Zhang Tianyang explained to the mixed-race girl while typing the doctor's order on the computer.

Currently, the mixed-race girl's hands don't have exudate in the acute stage, but shedding skin and itching, so Zhang Tianyang prescribed glucocorticoids for external use.

A total of three doctor's orders were prescribed: oral anti-allergic drug loratadine, topical glucocorticoid ointment mometasone furoate, and anti-inflammatory cream ciliate.

Professor Yang stretched his head over to take a look, and couldn't help but nodded secretly.

The treatment plan was very suitable, even if he was asked to prescribe it, it would probably be these kinds of medicines.

He had noticed that it was Zhang Tianyang who was diagnosing and formulating treatment plans throughout the whole process, and Zheng Hualiang, who was in charge of his family, just played the role of a check-in tool.

Anyway, he didn't believe that a normal intern could handle patients so skillfully.

So, no wonder so many professors want Zhang Tianyang!

He wants it too!

After thinking about it, he smiled and shook his head again.

Forget it.

Zhang Tianyang is a good seedling, it would be a pity for his future to come here.

It's not that the dermatology department is not good, the dermatology department of Shangjing Xiehe is just as rampant.

It's just that the dermatology department of Dongfang Hospital is not good enough, which will waste Zhang Tianyang's talent.

Professor Yang is also a person who loves and cherishes talents, and he is unwilling to limit the development of such a good medical seed because of his own selfish desires.

Zhang Tianyang should have a wider world.

What's more, anyway, he has already pretended to be coercive.

It's enough to be cool!

This patient spent seven or eight minutes in the consultation, but most of the time was spent listening to the mixed-race girl tell her medical history and comfort her.

But Professor Yang stood behind him, and he had no objection.

He had no objections, so Zheng Hualiang naturally did not dare to have any objections.

The superior doctor had no opinion, so Zhang Tianyang naturally thought about it.

After issuing the doctor's order, he returned the medical card to the mixed-race patients, and Zhang Tianyang sent them out of the consultation room.

"The younger generation is awesome! You are really good."

Professor Yang nodded to Zhang Tianyang, and Zhang Tianyang also nodded to him with a calm smile.

He only thought that this person had a nice face, but he couldn't remember who it was until now.

After all, Professor Yang, who had to meet so many people every day, countless patients and their families, who only met once, and who was seated in the back seat on the day of the consultation, did not leave a deep impression on him.

Zhang Tianyang sent the patient and his family away, and called the next one on his own. When he turned around, he saw Zheng Hualiang's shocked eyes.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this? Wrong diagnosis?"

"No, no."

Zheng Hualiang turned his head unnaturally and slowly, and swallowed.

In fact, during the period when Zhang Tianyang was diagnosing the mixed-race girl, he had been thinking about the purpose of his professor's visit.

Since the professor's eyes are all on Zhang Tianyang, the purpose of the professor's visit today should really be Zhang Tianyang.

However, Zhang Tianyang, this five-year intern who just graduated from the clinic this year, what magic power does he have?

According to the gossip from my good sisters teaching secretary, it seems that the big bosses in the dermatology department pay special attention to him.

Now Professor Yang even came to see him in person.

When Zhang Tianyang saw Professor Yang, he even just nodded his head, and didn't even say "Hello, Professor!"

And Professor Yang was not angry, and even greeted Zhang Tianyang friendly before going out!

Zheng Hualiang was grinning on the surface, but he had already turned on a high-speed reasoning mode in his heart.

Soon, he came to a conclusion——

They must know each other!

Not only do you know each other, but you know them well!

Well, there are only two truths!

1. Zhang Tianyang is a related family. He may be the son of a dermatologist in a certain hospital, or the son of the head of the Dongfang Hospital, but he is still very good!

2. Zhang Tianyang is not a related family, but he is so good, so good that the eyes of the bosses are all focused on him, not a related family, but better than a related family!

Regardless of the order, Zhang Tianyang, an intern on the surface, might be a boss behind his back, and now he has both ability and background!

The future is great!

Zheng Hualiang sipped his cold tea while thinking about how to build a good relationship with Zhang Tianyang.

After all, in fact, the medical field is also a place where the strong are respected.

Don't look at Zhang Tianyang is just an intern now, maybe in ten years, he will go all the way to his head.

It is the most cost-effective investment to establish a good relationship with him before he shows up.

Now that he already knew his "hidden identity", it would not be appropriate for him to help him.

This computer is already in such a position in the morning, and it won’t change in a while, so in the afternoon, move the keyboard and mouse back to your side, and honestly be a tool for him!

Next, find another opportunity to treat him to a meal or something.

Plan pass!

Zheng Hualiang made a plan in his heart, put down his teacup, and gradually smiled.

He looked at Zhang Tianyang with emotion.

This intern, these two days have given him too many shocks.

At this moment, he felt that if anything happened again, he would not be shocked.

But less than 5 minutes had passed since this thought arose, when the patient had finished seeing a doctor and the next patient was called in, a white figure rushed in in a hurry.

Zheng Hualiang shook his hand and sprinkled a lot of water.

Look again at the badge of this white coat

What the fuck?

No way!

(End of this chapter)