I'm really an intern

Chapter 275

Zhang Tianyang originally only regarded Song Changkong as a well-spoken senior.

Now, look at his gray sideburns, and the serious end of his hard work, and think about his status at the bottom of the Eastern Hospital.

Inexplicably, there was some sympathy, mixed with some other emotions.

Before I knew it, I thought far away.

Dongfang Hospital is the top three tertiary hospitals in Guangdong Province, and there are countless doctors in each department here.

As Zhang Tianyang saw, the status of these trainee doctors is actually no different from that of interns and graduate students, and they are basically at the bottom of the Eastern Hospital.

But every year, there are still many people who sharpen their heads and would rather pay a considerable amount of training fees than come to study.

Because here you can learn knowledge and technology.

It is the knowledge that is not in the textbooks, and no one tells you that you don't even know what keywords to search for even when you look up the literature.

The medical industry really relies too much on clinical experience.

In so many small hospitals across the country, how do those doctors live a mediocre life?

Are they not self-motivated?

Looking at Song Changkong, Zhang Tianyang didn't think so.

They just don't have the outlets to learn.

What can they do when patients with serious and minor illnesses all go to higher-level hospitals, and no one in the whole hospital can tell the reason when they encounter difficult cases, and they can only be forced to transfer to higher-level hospitals?

In the end, it can only be that a small hospital will always be a small hospital. If you want money, you don’t have money, and you don’t want patients.

And a big hospital will always be a big hospital, and the continuous stream of difficult cases and the gathering of high-end talents will push the status of the big hospital higher and higher.

Zhang Tianyang thought about it, and then thought of himself.

If everyone can be like me and have a system, this situation can be improved, right?

Being able to quickly accumulate clinical experience in a short period of time and simulate various scenarios and cases in real life is simply what medical students desire most.

In fact, Zhang Tianyang had a lot of opinions on the name of his system for a long time.

After all, the word "gold medal" has a very low feeling no matter how it sounds.

But thinking about what the system can do, he feels that this gold medal is well-deserved.

It would be great if one day the system can really be popularized

But it should be impossible, right?

After tidying up all his thoughts and burying them in his heart, Zhang Tianyang began to move his position consciously.

At the same time, when the deputy chief physician of the respiratory department asked him questions, or invited himself to experience it, he deliberately brought Song Changkong with him.

After feeling the subtle displeasure of the deputy chief physician, Zhang Tianyang showed his hands helplessly, revealing the fact that he had actually learned about bronchoscopy.

In short, give Song Changkong as many opportunities as possible.

Zhang Tianyang couldn't do other things, he could only do what he could.

Doctors who can become deputy chief physicians are not fools. After a few times, he understood.

It was not Zhang Tianyang who came to learn techniques, but this trainee doctor who seemed to be older than him, the deputy chief physician.

And this talented young student who is famous in the internal medicine system of Dongfang Hospital is probably just responsible for leading the line.

After seeing the form clearly, he simply smiled at Zhang Tianyang, then stopped asking him, and started teaching Song Changkong one-on-one.

The director did allow himself to teach, but doesn't everyone teach?

The patient really needs a bronchoscopy.

After the one-on-one teaching, Song Changkong felt that the amount of knowledge, experience and skills he received suddenly increased.

While busy recording in the notebook, I also have the opportunity to get started from time to time.

The gratitude to Zhang Tianyang in my heart was a little heavier.

Zhang Tianyang stood silently at the side, seeing that the overall situation was settled, he quietly stepped back a few steps, and then waved to the senior fellow in gastroenterology.

"Junior Brother Zhang."

Qiu Ming kept recalling in his mind the "one hundred ways to abduct Xiao Zhang" that his director taught him. When he looked up, he suddenly saw Zhang Tianyang looking at him with a half-smile.

"Brother, do you have something you want to tell me?"

"I, I didn't intend to cheat the forehead skin duck!"

Shocked, Qiu Ming almost blurted out the ultimate task of "tricking you to come to the gastroenterology department", and finally found a homonym to round it up.

"Uh, Junior Brother Zhang, are you free tonight, let's go eat sliced ​​duck together?"

Zhang Tianyang blinked and shook his head seriously.

"I have an appointment with someone else tonight."

"Then, then, Junior Brother Zhang, do you like drinking? Do you want to..."

"I do not drink."

"Uh... Brother Zhang, I haven't met your girlfriend yet, or..."

"Why, brother, do you have thoughts about her?"

"No, no, I'm not, I..."

Qiu Ming was a little anxious.

What echoed in his mind was the "proverbs" taught to him by the director of the University of Gastroenterology.

"If you want to have a good relationship with Xiao Zhang, it's nothing more than what time, food, drink, women!"

Dozens of tricks of "decoy" methods by the chief director are piled up in his mind, but his taste seems to have changed when he said it.

It even seems to have misunderstood Junior Brother Zhang!

Qiu Ming was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, half of his back was wet.

Zhang Tianyang looked at the sweaty gastroenterologist and shook his head amusedly.

He himself is not good at handling interpersonal relationships, and the current situation is supported entirely by his absolute strength.

Unexpectedly, the gastroenterology brother was worse than him.

Simply, straight to the point.

"Senior brother, if you have something to say, why don't you just say it straight, you don't need to go around the bush."

"Junior Brother Zhang..."

Qiu Ming also found that he was not suitable for those detours, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and directly expressed his inner thoughts.

"I would like to invite you to go to the Department of Gastroenterology. Use your free time to perform gastroscopy on some patients who have been judged to be mortal, but may be saved with your method."

Speaking of his inner thoughts, Qiu Ming was neither guilty nor stuttering.

"Junior Brother Zhang, I know that this matter is a bit difficult. You are still in the internship stage and your time is limited. Moreover, performing gastroscopy on those patients itself requires the risk of medical trouble."

"But I can't bear it!"

Qiu Ming took a deep breath, and his words became more earnest.

"Before you showed your technology, I actually didn't feel it at all. If those patients can't be saved, they won't be saved."

"But now, every time I see a patient being sent home, I think, if only you were here..."

"Junior Brother Zhang, don't worry, as long as you occasionally take the time to come over and make two sets, all problems will be solved by the gastroenterology department for you. Don't worry about getting into trouble, but it will delay your time..."

"Of course, I admit that I really want to learn this technique from you. Brother Zhang, you are a genius and you have many choices in the future, but this technique is really important to the patients in our department..."

"so……"

After finishing speaking in one breath, Qiu Ming realized that he still had to seek Zhang Tianyang's opinion in the end, and he couldn't help feeling nervous again.

"Junior Brother Zhang, are you willing?"

The warm afternoon sun cast beams of light through the gaps in the shutters of the bronchoscopy room.

Next to the operating table, the white coat that has not fully inserted the bronchoscope into the airway is subconsciously full of movements.

The nurse also tilted her head slightly, waiting curiously for the next sentence.

The gastroenterology brother raised his head full of apprehension, and looked across.

Seeing half of Zhang Tianyang's face soaked in the beam of light, he suddenly smiled brightly.

"Okay."

　Don't ask why it's so early, it's because we have a dinner appointment in the evening! hhhhhhhhh I can finally have a good meal! ! !

　　

　

(End of this chapter)