I'm really an intern

Chapter 339 An Intern Is Not a Serious Doctor

The face of the child's father is full of emotion.

Just by scanning Zhang Tianyang, he read emotions such as "curiosity", "uneasy", "expectation", "panic", "uneasy" and so on.

Thinking of what he said just now, he couldn't help but laugh.

This buddy, is he worried that the hydrocele is genetic, so he also has problems with his fertility?

What kind of brain circuit is this!

I just explained it clearly, it has something to do with the development of the fetus!

Feeling a little helpless, Zhang Tianyang spread his hands.

"You already have a son, don't worry about fertility."

"Well, that's not necessarily the case"

The soft murmur of the child's father was heard clearly in Zhang Tianyang's ears, making him keenly aware of something extraordinary.

"Cough cough!"

He coughed twice resolutely, preventing the child's father from making terrible brain supplements.

"Then what, the cause of the hydrocele is what I just said, it may be related to various inflammations, traumas and various diseases.

The symptoms of hydrocele are obvious. You can pay attention to it when you take a bath. If you don’t have symptoms, you don’t have to worry about these things. "

After quickly explaining clearly, Zhang Tianyang decided to run away.

The atmosphere here is a little bit wrong, if you stay any longer, you don't know if there will be any problems.

"Say goodbye to brother doctor!"

The child's mother also noticed Zhang Tianyang's plan, and gently coaxed the little boy who was competing with the toy car.

And the latter waved to Zhang Tianyang in a lively and obedient manner.

"Brother, see you!"

The one-and-a-half-year-old child can't speak very much, and he swallowed half of the word goodbye.

But Zhang Tianyang's mood suddenly improved.

The cute child's smile is really healing!

Zhang Tianyang also waved to the little boy seriously.

"See you tomorrow~"

I finally saw the little boy in bed 48, so the only patient who has not seen it is the bed of Qiaoke.

The elevator at seven or eight o'clock in the evening was especially empty, and Zhang Tianyang saved the time to use his long legs to climb the stairs.

The ninth floor of the Digestion Building is part of Qiaoke.

The overall layout is similar to the downstairs.

But when Zhang Tianyang walked in the corridor and looked at the closed doors of the left and right wards, he still had the illusion of walking into a hotel.

In the downstairs ward, there are three patients in each ward, and there are accompanying family members. Even if a patient has only one family member, there are six people in a ward.

Because there are so many people, even at night, it will appear very noisy.

Here, only one patient lives in a ward, and there are two beds in it, one for the patient and one for the family.

There are few people and it seems quiet.

When Zhang Tianyang walked over, there was even an echo in the corridor.

"doctor."

When passing by the nurse's station, the lady nurse on duty took the initiative to say hello.

Zhang Tianyang turned his head back and saw their faces clearly by accident.

Compared with those downstairs, the quality of the nurses is indeed high!

Good looking, tall, good figure, soft voice

No wonder everyone loves Qiaoke!

It's nice to have money.

Turning into another corridor with ease, Zhang Tianyang stood still at the door of Room 18. Zhang Tianyang paused, trying to listen to the voices inside the door.

The sound insulation effect of the ward here is good, so he can only vaguely hear the sound of the TV and the vague sound of communication.

Although he couldn't hear clearly, it at least proved that there were people inside.

Just someone.

"dong dong dong"

He started knocking on the door.

This is his first contact with a patient of Qiaoke.

Although Professor Yang often went there when he was living in the Overseas Chinese Medicine, it was a special case, and he was not considered a serious patient of the Overseas Chinese Medicine.

So, for the first time, he was a little cautious.

Even knocking on the door was done three times.

It can be clearly felt that the hazy communication inside has paused.

But there was only a pause, and soon there was movement again.

Zhang Tianyang waited for a while, but did not wait for the door to open.

"Didn't you hear the knock on the door?"

He tapped again, a little harder this time.

"dong dong dong"

He was sure this time the sound could get in.

Sure enough, there was a change at the door.

The hum stopped, but the sound of the TV was still there, and then, the door opened a small crack slightly.

"Ok?"

The man inside stuck his head out.

This is a very Cantonese-style face. It looks about 40 years old, with a thin face and yellowish complexion.

It matches the patient information in the doctor's workstation very well.

Zhang Tianyang is looking at him, and he is also looking at Zhang Tianyang.

The moment he saw the white coat on Zhang Tianyang, he was a little delighted.

But his eyes stayed on Zhang Tianyang's young face for a while, and the man's brows frowned involuntarily.

Looking down, he stopped on Zhang Tianyang's badge.

The brow furrowed even deeper.

"Is there a problem?"

The man frowned and spoke in a cold tone, half of his body was stuck in the doorway, and he didn't have the slightest intention to open the door to let Zhang Tianyang in.

Zhang Tianyang narrowed his eyes, and soon laughed again.

"I'm your bed doctor, I want to ask about the medical history."

"At this time? Ask medical history?"

The man's tone was a little cadenced, which made Zhang Tianyang feel uncomfortable.

But he still patiently explained.

"I came to look for you yesterday, but you were not there.

Then on the day of surgery today, the last surgery took a little longer and just came out of the operating room. "

"Oh."

The man didn't know whether he listened or not, and he was a little reluctant, "But didn't someone ask about the medical history before? Don't your doctors communicate internally?"

These words directly choked Zhang Tianyang.

Yes, that's right, Brother Meng did ask about the medical history before.

But Brother Meng manages 19 patients alone!

Although Senior Brother Meng relayed the main points of the patient's medical history, Zhang Tianyang still felt that the first-hand information he asked was more reliable.

So he kept the smile on his face.

"It's like this. Brother asked briefly before, but I'm your bed doctor. In a responsible manner, I want to ask again. It's just a consultation. I don't know if it's convenient for you now?"

The man's eyes stayed on Zhang Tianyang's face for a moment, and then drifted to his breastplate, without giving a reply.

"Who?"

Inside the door, a woman's voice was shouting, and a figure had already stepped out.

Through the slightly opened door, Zhang Tianyang glanced at it.

The other party was neatly dressed, and was holding a horizontal mobile phone. He didn't know if he was playing a game or watching a drama.

But it is obvious that it is definitely not an "inconvenient" situation.

The man turned his head and smiled at the woman, "It's okay, an intern!"

When he looked back at Zhang Tianyang, his smile quickly faded again.

"Why don't you ask again tomorrow morning.

By the way, let me tell you, the director, that I have been staying for several days, and no serious doctor has come to see me.

that is it. "

After finishing speaking, the man simply shrank his head and stretched out his hand.

"Boom!"

The door is closed before your eyes.

Zhang Tianyang:? ? ?

(End of this chapter)