Daily American Drama

medical center.

What's the matter with her?

Adam followed Christina out of the changing room and asked curiously.

You mean Meredith?

Christina shook her head and said, Dr. Shepter dumped her completely this time.

yes?

Adam didn't believe it.

He didn't sign the divorce papers and told Meredith that Dr. Montgomery was his wife, how could he get a divorce.

Christina complained: Shameless bastard! Why didn't he say this when he first met Meredith, and why didn't he say this at the showdown before.

He insisted that Meredith put down his dignity and asked him to choose her, and then he said lightly, making it seem that Meredith was the bad guy who destroyed his family, and he was the most righteous person.

how dare you!

The corner of Adam's mouth curled up.

what?

Christina looked over in confusion.

I mean, if Dr. Shepter added 'how dare you' at the end, it must have been very touching.

Adam plays with taste.

Don't tell me.

Christina took a sip, nodded and said: Adding this sentence at the end is indeed even more absurd.

Emergency room.

...The media brainwashed children with dirty and ridiculous concepts of 'I love you, you love me, and we are a happy family'...

As soon as Adam came over, he heard a very familiar tone.

Looking over there, I saw an African-American man who looked a lot like Earl, the African-American cashier in Bankruptcy Sisters, sitting there in a hospital gown, using the same African-American rap accent as Earl, slobbering over there. Overflowing, cursing and scolding.

Joey, who has learned from actors that he has to spit saliva if he wants to speak correctly, would call him an expert if he was here.

what's the situation?

Adam asked curiously.

yes……

Mr. Lark suffers from uremia and needs dialysis, but because of this mouth, he offended half of the medical staff in New York hospitals. He was not admitted, and he had to come to one hospital after another. Dr. Lewis was kind and admitted him.

The little nurse was about to speak, but was robbed by a young man in a white coat. He told the whole story in one breath, held up a coffee tray, and looked at Adam flatteringly: Dr. Duncan, have a cup! latté?

A sycophant!

The little nurse glared at the young man indignantly.

You are?

Adam smiled and looked at the young man.

My name is John Carter. I'm a senior at New York University School of Medicine. I'm here as a medical intern in the emergency department.

The young man showed the most appropriate smile.

Thanks, Carter.

Adam took the latte as a thank you, and then handed the latte to the little nurse.

Thank you, Dr. Duncan.

The little nurse suddenly smiled like a flower.

John Carter's face froze.

Carter, since you are a medical intern, as a resident intern, I will teach you the first lesson first. Don't offend the nurse.

Adam smiled and patted Carter on the shoulder.

In the hospital, although interns are the lowest level of doctors, they can still be called Doctor XX, and they are serious doctors.

And the medical interns who come to the hospital for internships in their juniors and seniors can only be called Mr. XX or Ms. XX, and they really have no confidence in front of patients.

Of course, except for those who are particularly awesome.

Attending doctors lead residents, residents lead interns, and interns lead medical interns.

Level-by-level, distinct levels.

John Carter took aim at Adam as soon as he arrived, and he was quite clever.

Thank you, Dr. Duncan, for your teaching.

Carter quickly adjusted and thanked happily: Please ask Dr. Duncan to teach me more in the future.

hehe.

Adam smiled noncommittally, and walked towards Susan Lewis.

You look average, but you think beautiful.

The little nurse sneered and said, If you want to follow Dr. Duncan, go in line.

queue?

When Carter heard this, he couldn't help but pause in the footsteps that he wanted to follow immediately, and asked nervously: Are there other medical interns who also want to follow Dr. Duncan?

I don't count you medical interns at all.

The little nurse raised her chest proudly: Many interns want to get close to Dr. Duncan, and want to learn more from him. Haven't you watched Dr. Duncan's public lectures?

Dr. Duncan is a super genius doctor who can talk to legendary doctors!

Rumor has it that Dr. Duncan was the attending physician in the cloak of an intern.

As a mere medical intern, you just want to skip two levels and follow an 'attending doctor' directly after entering the hospital.

After finishing speaking, he picked up the latte coffee that Adam borrowed flowers to present to Buddha, and drank it happily, with a look of enjoyment, as if it was a unique delicacy in the world.

John Carter stood there feeling lost.

If I were you, I wouldn't think so much.

The little nurse glanced at him, and said: Get some common sense first, so that you don't make common sense mistakes, how can Dr. Duncan have time to teach you such basic things?

In this regard, you can consult those experienced old nurses.

When you can refute the opinions of the old nurses, then you can imagine being recognized and appreciated by Dr. Duncan, and learn more knowledge and skills from him.

The relationship between interns and nurses is delicate.

In the beginning, the nurses liked to call these rookies Bambi, and often made fun of them because of their clumsiness.

Of course, if these rookies let go of the arrogance of I went to medical school and I'm a doctor, the nurses are willing to mention them more to help them grow faster.

This time period is when the doctors are the most humble and the nurses are the happiest.

It is also the time when the relationship between nurses and doctors is the least isolated.

Usually two or three months.

By the time the rookie doctors have survived this period, the experience accumulated by the nurses over the years has been imparted to them.

Then came the turning point.

Facing a patient, the nurse habitually mentioned Bambi, but at this time the rookies were already half veterans, and they noticed that the nurse's judgment was wrong.

After all, they have gone to medical school and have richer theoretical knowledge, which is not comparable to nurses who have accumulated a little bit of experience through practice.

Diagnosing and treating patients is the duty and right of doctors.

As a result, the interns began to refute the nurses who had pointed and helped them in the past, and asked the nurses to treat them according to their diagnosis.

Only then did the nurses realize that the good times had passed again, and they could only agree blankly: Yes, doctor.

After that, the choice of most people is that doctors are doctors and nurses are nurses, and they don't talk and laugh anymore, and they don't even sit together for lunch.

Of course, it's another matter if you look at each other and talk about love.

Because they don't care about who's up and who's down.

Emmm.

Everything works!

Not shabby!

Even if this is the case for interns, medical interns who cannot be called doctors should be more humble and eager to learn.

Otherwise, the old nurses will teach them to be human every minute.

Thank you.

John Carter sincerely thanked him, and secretly made up his mind that he must master all the common sense things as soon as possible, and then win the opportunity to learn from Adam.