I'm really an intern

Chapter 96 The Misunderstanding of Yin and Yang Errors

"Is the country's natural application submitted here?"

While Zhang Tianyang asked, he revealed the cover of the book that Zheng Hualiang asked him to hand in.

"Yep."

The teacher in the office spoke curtly and coldly.

Today is the deadline, and those who have failed to pass the submission before have to submit it before the end of get off work today.

Zhang Tianyang is already the tenth or so people who came here.

He stretched out his hand to finish the small book, flipping through the pages.

Zhang Tianyang waited patiently beside him, "Is there anything else that needs to be changed?"

"Clatter, clatter—"

It took 3 minutes to flip through the original booklet before the teacher nodded.

"Well, there is no need to change it."

He threw the small notebook in his hand onto the pile of small notebooks that had formed a small mountain on the right side of the table, and subconsciously raised his head.

"You can go back, the one behind comes up, hey"

Director Zhang, who was nearly middle-aged and had a slightly Mediterranean tendency, looked at Zhang Tianyang's face and was taken aback for a moment.

"Teacher, I'm here to hand in the application."

The boy waiting behind Zhang Tianyang handed over another notebook, Director Zhang took it with a frown, but kept his eyes on Zhang Tianyang's face.

"That classmate, don't go, just wait for me a little bit."

Zhang Tianyang exchanged glances with another boy who was looking at him curiously, then stepped back and waited.

Maybe the teacher remembered that there is something to change?

Just wait for a while, anyway, it's just after five o'clock, and strictly speaking, it's not time to get off work.

Over there, Director Zhang took the second application form and quickly flipped through it.

I don't know if it's Zhang Tianyang's illusion, but he always felt that the teacher was more serious when he just turned over his book, and he looked at almost every page carefully.

But the teacher flipped through the small book sent by the second boy so fast that he only glanced at each page.

In less than half a minute, Director Zhang nodded to the second boy, "Okay, you can go."

Then, after a short pause, he turned his head and smiled at Zhang Tianyang.

"Come on, come here for a while."

Zhang Tianyang blinked, not knowing why.

When he first came to hand in the materials, including when the second boy was present, the teacher was expressionless and cold.

Why did you suddenly laugh?

The tone is still so affectionate?

Zhang Tianyang moved closer, and stood still when he was one step away from Director Zhang's desk.

"It's the material, is there anything else that needs to be changed?"

"No, it's not about the material." Director Zhang narrowed his eyes, carefully staring at Zhang Tianyang's face and looked again and again, "Is your name Zhang Tianyang?"

"You know me?"

Director Zhang smiled a little, "I've seen your photo, and I'm also a member of your Academic Affairs Office. I've seen all your information."

"So, in fact, I am also your family."

Director Zhang smiled and pointed to the name plate in front of his desk.

"Director Zhang."

Reaching out to not hit the smiling man, Zhang Tianyang called out and greeted him with a smile.

After chatting for a few words, I was asked about my age, grade, major and so on, and then Director Zhang explained with a smile.

"Isn't the first department you brought in the neonatology department? Did you encounter a child with apnea?"

Zhang Tianyang's thoughts changed sharply, and he suddenly thought of the attending senior sister who was wearing slippers to help him after the aftermath.

"You belong to the senior sister"

"Your senior sister is my wife."

Director Zhang laughed, and Zhang Tianyang blinked, but didn't speak.

He also doesn't know Director Zhang's age, so he can't talk nonsense, but this Mediterranean is still a bit old

In fact, he still has some doubts. The senior sister must meet many children who have accidents and many trainee interns in the neonatal department every day. Why does she remember herself and let her husband remember him?

Director Zhang looked at Zhang Tianyang and nodded secretly in his heart.

In his position, he can hear news that many faculty members and junior doctors cannot hear.

When his wife mentioned this student to him in bed, he didn't take it seriously.

Until Professor Liu, the chief director of the Department of Nephrology, praised him, and then to Professor Zhu of the Department of Infectious Medicine, who also recognized him, and then to the hospital-wide consultation that had spread in the hospital last week.

The name of Zhang Tianyang appeared in his ears repeatedly, and it was difficult not to remember it.

It was rare that such a good seed came out of the No. [-] Clinical Medical College, and he deliberately looked through Zhang Tianyang's photo.

Unexpectedly, I met today.

"correct."

Director Zhang went round and round, and finally asked the question he cared about.

"You sent this information for your teacher?"

Such things as the National Nature Application are the secrets of every teacher.

Except for the students in my own research group, I will not let others know easily.

So he naturally thought that Zhang Tianyang was a student of the teacher who sent this application.

How could he have imagined that Zhang Hualiang had to go to the outpatient clinic this week, and Zhang Tianyang was the only one available next to him?

"Yes, he asked me to deliver it. Is there any problem with the materials?"

Zhang Tianyang only thought that there was something wrong with the materials, but he didn't think of anything else at all, and he didn't think there was anything strange.

This Director Zhang asked about his information before, and now it seems that there is nothing wrong with asking this.

Besides, the teacher who leads the teaching, isn't he his teacher?

"Materials are fine."

Director Zhang dug out the material just now again, and focused on the tutor's information.

dermatology?

Professional direction is hair loss?

Such a good seed, chose the dermatology department?

The future direction of Zhang Tianyang has always been the focus of attention of many professors.

Leaving aside the bedside gossip about Zhang Tianyang being sent to the neonatology department by his wife, let's just say that Professor Liu even offered an olive branch to Zhang Tianyang in front of many students and doctors.

The result was rejected.

Professor Zhu of the Department of Infectious Medicine has no student quota for the time being, but he also came to ask him if one of her postgraduate tutors could accept Zhang Tianyang.

In addition, the directors of several departments have asked him about Zhang Tianyang openly and secretly, such as Professor Zhou, the chief director of the Department of Cardiology.

But now, I accidentally discovered that Zhang Tianyang chose the dermatology department?

It's not that he discriminates against dermatology, it's just that it's a waste of money for such a good seedling to go there!

"Already following this, this Zheng Hualiang?"

Director Zhang wanted to reconfirm whether Zhang Tianyang really chose the dermatology department, but his words were rather reserved, and Zhang Tianyang didn't get his meaning at all.

"Yes, follow him."

Isn't the dermatologist he is teaching now Zheng Hualiang!

"Then, look at my hair, can you see what's wrong?"

In order to confirm Zhang Tianyang's choice, Director Zhang even sacrificed his own Mediterranean to see if Zhang Tianyang had really chosen the dermatology department.

"Well, it's androgenetic alopecia. Is the director too busy to have time to see it? You can register and I'll prescribe the medicine for you and bring it here."

Director Zhang wanted to struggle again, "Then tell me about the treatment method?"

"There are currently four recommended treatment methods. First, take a tablet called finasteride."

Zhang Tianyang has been saying this set of rhetoric for almost a day, and he is extremely proficient at this time.

But the more Director Zhang listened, the heavier he felt.

Hammer it!

This good young man lost his head and chose the dermatology department!

Long live!

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(Skip the following content, cuties, I am targeting those who want to spray me, come on, let's match up)

I won't release any uncertain treatment methods.

After all, there are many medical students in the cutie, and there are even senior brothers and sisters, who even have attending doctors. I am also afraid of being slapped in the face

So, those who think that I made a mistake and want to spray me, please come up with evidence.

Is there any difference between foreign websites and forums and our Du Niang?

You take something over there to tell me that I made a mistake?

Please, how about some literature?

Not to mention that you are asked to get SCI, I guess you can’t understand it, anyway, it’s okay to get a Chinese document?If it’s not possible, I also recognized the drug instructions.

I have a bad temper, and I put a picture in the comment area to argue with you, but it's a pity that Dianniang hasn't released it after reviewing it for a day.

So here it goes.

Yes, it's name-calling and criticism!

So angry!

(End of this chapter)