I'm really an intern

Chapter 211 A Potential Futures Order

On Monday, Dongfang Hospital was bustling as usual.

There is a sensor access control outside the door of the internal medicine building, and there is a security handle.

Families were blocked outside and lined up in long lines.

"07:30 to [-]:[-] is the working time for medical staff! Medical staff go in directly!

Patients and family members consciously wait outside!Now you squeeze in and there is no doctor to see you! "

The security guard at the door yelled his lines day after day, year after year, and stared at the crowd flocking to the main entrance with a pair of sharp eyes, identifying whether the other party was a medical staff.

It's actually very easy.

Those carrying small bags are mostly doctors.

Those who hold two steamed buns or a deep-fried dough stick, can't wait for the distance, and gobble it up while walking, are designated as doctors.

It's not doctors who dye their hair.

It's not a doctor who puts nail polish on.

A man with sleeves past the elbow is unlikely to be a doctor.

It's not a doctor who carries a big pile of breakfast.

Those who dress fancy are not doctors either.

With years of work experience, the security guards can always find patients or family members who are mixed in and want to get in early.

Then, regardless of their complaints, they were pulled out mercilessly.

Next to Zhang Tianyang was a big sister who was carrying a lot of breakfast, and after being stopped, she muttered and tried to reason.

But the security guard just calmly took out the electric baton stuck in his waist and weighed it in his hand.

The crowd fell silent immediately.

Passing through the empty hall, there are still crowded people in front of the elevator.

Basically, they are medical staff who go to work.

Zhang Tianyang looked around and lined up at the elevator door on the left inside.

Each elevator only stops on two floors at this point in the morning, such as the 5th and 13th floors, or the 9th and 15th floors.

According to the different floors of your department, choose the elevator, and then walk one or two floors by yourself.

This will greatly increase the efficiency of elevator use.

The Department of Neurology is just on the 9th floor, and it can be reached directly by this elevator.

A group of people who were also waiting quickly gathered nearby.

Zhang Tianyang turned his eyes around them.

Some seized the time to gobble up the steamed stuffed buns.

Although eating breakfast in the exposed air of the hospital is easy to get sick, but they have no other time to fill their stomachs except for two bites now.

Some frowned and crackled at the phone.

His eyes swept across the screen, just in time to see the other party cut out from the chat interface.

Operate on the ppt that obviously looks like a clinical guide, copy and paste some text, and then return to the chat box to continue outputting.

There are also short stories among the parents who are chatting.

But what we are talking about is not so-and-so's family who cheated and went abroad, but so-and-so's child who is sick again, and the patient in such and such bed seems to be related to which professor.

Topic special "Doctor".

Zhang Tianyang is also solving his own breakfast.

By the way, listen to the rising gossip of the two female doctors next to you.

"Today is Monday. I don't know how many patients will be admitted on the weekend, and how many patients will be allocated today. It's difficult!"

"It seems that the whole department took in seven or eight in two days, right? The next door group also took in one transferred from the emergency department yesterday."

"Ah, the patients who come to the emergency department are the most difficult to deal with!"

"That's right! I heard that the emergency department was being made crazy by the patients."

"Prone to trouble?"

"That's not true. The attitude of the family members is quite good. It's just that the patient's consciousness has changed, just like the monkeys making trouble in the Heavenly Palace."

"It seems that an old man has been taken in because of our professor's relationship. I don't know if he will share it with me."

"Patients with a hospital background are also difficult to deal with. They are especially prone to dangling with half a bucket of water, and they are also prone to non-compliance with hospital regulations."

"Yes, yes, it's too difficult."

"Today, Monday, it seems that there are new recruits?"

In less than 3 minutes of waiting for the elevator plus the running time of the elevator, the topic of the two female doctors jumped several times, and even jumped to the intern.

Zhang Tianyang raised his ears subconsciously.

"Didn't they just enter the department last Monday? Are they gone this week?"

"Last week it wasn't the five-year school that came, but it seems that there will be a few more eight-year schools this week."

"Speaking of which, do you think the five-year system or the eight-year system, which one is more worry-free?"

"It's hard to say, according to past experience, the overall quality of the eight-year program will be higher, and the overall quality is higher.

But the five-year system is more magical, and the polarization is more serious. Every year, there are a few thieves who are tricked, and there are also a few powerful thieves. "

"Ah, doesn't that mean that the eight-year system is a national debt, which doesn't make much money but won't lose money, and the five-year system is futures, with a large gap in the stimulus of the lottery?"

"It seems a bit like it. By the way, did you buy national debt before?"

The topic seems to be drifting again.

Just when the elevator reached the ninth floor, Zhang Tianyang walked out calmly.

"Hey, hurry up, there are 3 minutes left, if you don't check in, you will be late!"

The two female doctors seemed to be from the Department of Neurology, and rushed to the front of Zhang Tianyang in a hurry.

Zhang Tianyang did not keep up.

He didn't need to check in, so he wasn't in such a hurry.

It took a few seconds for him to take a good look at the structure of the neurology ward.

The structure of neurology is different from other departments.

Generally speaking, if you turn left from the elevator door, you should turn left to the doctor's office, and turn right to the nursing station and ward.

But there is a wall on the left side of the elevator door on the ninth floor. The place that should have been the doctor's office is still there, but it needs to bypass the nursing station and pass through an iron gate that requires a card.

Maybe it's because this is neurology?

Zhang Tianyang thought of the little yellow chicken man singing on tiptoe last night, and he was deeply impressed by this structure.

The nursing station is facing a large ward, a ward with [-] to [-] beds, and a ward that needs to be supervised.

The large ward of neurology is also there, but it has been transformed into an ICU.

Only doctors are allowed to enter, and family members are not allowed to enter.

The wards are all covered by white walls, and the windows reserved for family members to visit are also covered by thick curtains because there is no visiting time.

Further inside, there are ordinary wards similar to other departments.

Familiar with the structure of the Department of Neurology, Zhang Tianyang followed the previous route of the two female doctors, bypassed the nurse's station, and entered the unlocked iron gate.

Go straight through the iron gate, and you will find the doctor's office.

But now, the early handover has begun, and there are still six little white cats outside the door that look like interns.

Sensing Zhang Tianyang's approach, the six little white cats turned their heads respectively.

"Morning."

Zhang Tianyang saw Lin Ke'an who dealt with the little yellow chicken brother with him last night, and she was smiling and greeting him with her mouth.

"morning."

Zhang Tianyang also mouthed back, his eyes swept over the remaining five people.

It is estimated that these people are the eight-year students who will be admitted today.

Because he took an extra week off, the other five people in his five-year rotation group entered the department a week earlier than him.

Therefore, he is considered "single" now.

Zhang Tianyang decided to stand with them and wait for the assignment.

In the office, the doctor on duty quickly finished reading the shifts of each patient, and the director also arranged various precautions, and then left in a hurry.

The rest of the doctors are waiting, waiting for their superior doctor to leave first, and then leave by themselves.

But none of the chief rulers had any intention of leaving.

"Is there a new intern today?"

I don't know which doctor asked, but I got a quick response.

"Is there a list? Can we choose our own?"

"Can you name important people? I want that one, the five-year one who didn't get into the department last week and just came today."

"Coincidentally, I want it too."

　Thanks to Fatty 33333 for the reward~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)