Interns are teased everyday

As soon as he finished speaking, He Xi called. Jiang Yu smiled at Yang Feifei as if apologetic, and then answered the phone.

"In the hospital, what's the matter with you? I'm an intern. What else can I do? Let me tell you that the teacher who taught me is amazing. He's tall, rich and handsome. The research results of professional papers can't be counted. I can do it anywhere. Walking sideways, I will be the deputy director before the age of 30, and I will be the chief physician soon. Hey, how can there be such a perfect person? It’s a pity that I am not a girl. If I were a girl, I would have thrown him in my arms. I'm so fascinated..."

Jiang Yu usually didn't answer the phone in the hospital, but this time he closed his eyes and blew to He Xi on the other end of the phone, with a loud voice, as if he was trying to be aggressive.

Jiang Yu, who was perfect in response, hung up the phone, and when he got out of the bathroom, he looked up and saw Jiang Ningchuan who was about to go to the bathroom. Seeing the teasing smile on the face of the person opposite him, his slightly satisfied smile immediately froze on his face.

He Xi on the other side of the ocean had no idea what happened on the other end of the phone. He was just about to say that he was going back to China on the weekend, but before he could speak, he was hung up, leaving only a cold busy tone.

Just now Jiang Yu was confidently attacking Yang Feifan, but now he decided to follow the principle of not moving the enemy, and looking at the person in front of him with blinking eyes, pretending to be obedient.

Gao Fushuai, who can walk sideways everywhere, showed a charming smile, "Miss, I don't dislike it."

After he finished speaking, he walked in again, and when he saw Yang Feifan with a pale face inside, he immediately put away his smiling face, "We silly children are ignorant, what did you say, Doctor Yang, don't be offended..."

Before Yang Feifei could speak, he turned his head, patted the little intern on the back of the head, and said, "Why are you just standing there, are the interns so free?"

Jiang Yu was completely taken back to his senses after being photographed, and hurriedly said, "Ah, ok, ok, I'm going back now, I'm going to be so busy."

Seeing the little intern running away non-stop, Jiang Ningchuan looked at Yang Feifan with a hint of teasing in his eyes, his thin lips slightly raised, but he didn't say anything.

"Jiang Ningchuan, you can't beat me this time."

Yang Feifan suddenly let out a low growl, and his hand that was pulling his trousers zipper suddenly trembled, almost doing something wrong, so he couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "Win you, uncle."

Jiang Yu didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that his face must have blushed a lot. It was obviously just to scare people off, but it was a coincidence that he was heard by the Lord, and the degree of shame was no different from public execution.

When Jiang Ningchuan came back, in order to divert his attention, Jiang Yu rushed forward to complain, "Dr. Yang just said bad things about you, I'll help him..."

"Doctor Yang is a senior after all..." Jiang Ningchuan was robbed by the little intern before he finished speaking, "But teacher, you are more important than him, and I will protect you."

Jiang Yu robbed the white mainly because he was afraid of being criticized. He also knew that what he did just now was not in line with the rules, but he was confused at the time, who can think so much.

"I'll just settle this kind of thing, in case he wears shoes for you."

This is the second half of Jiang Ningchuan's unfinished sentence. Jiang Yu blushed a little after hearing this, and blinked non-stop.

He was so moved that he couldn't speak, and he admitted his mistake without hesitation, "Teacher, I know I was wrong, and I won't be impulsive again next time. I will definitely think carefully before speaking."

Jiang Ningchuan sneered, and pushed the "Compendium of Materia Medica" on the table in front of Jiang Yu, "Just understand, go read your book."

It didn't take long for Jiang Ningchuan to receive news from the scientific research institute. He sounded quite anxious. He hurriedly explained a few words and left, leaving Jiang Yu alone in the office.

Jiang Yu began to think after reading a book. He has been in the hospital for half a month. He said he was an intern, but he was actually like Jiang Ningchuan's little assistant. They are all very familiar, and they laughed at them as little followers.

A follower can follow a follower, anyway, the teacher doesn't dislike it, Jiang Yu is quite happy thinking about it.

It was almost time for the shift change, and Jiang Ningchuan hadn't come back yet, and there was no notification, so Jiang Yu felt empty in his heart.I took out my phone to check the time, and saw an unread message from grandma.

"Xiao Yu, are you coming to grandma's place for dinner tonight? I made braised pork at night. Do you still like it?"

The heart that was still empty just now was filled with the words braised pork. The braised pork cooked by grandma is the best. Although my mother learned how to do it, she couldn't make it taste like in memory.

Just as he was happily recalling the deliciousness of braised pork, Jiang Yu frowned again the next second.

In order to take care of Zhong Jiajing conveniently, Zhong Mo rented a house near the hospital. Grandma lives in that house now. If she goes there for dinner, she will definitely meet Zhong Mo. Jiang Yu doesn’t really want to meet him Even eating braised pork can't change the mood of not wanting to meet that person.

As if knowing Jiang Yu's worries, grandma sent another message.

"Your father is taking care of grandpa in the hospital tonight. He probably won't come back today. Don't worry about seeing him."

Jiang Yu instantly performed the trick of changing his face, with a bright smile on his face, and quickly replied to the message: "Okay, grandma, please send me the address."

In the conference room of the hospital, the doctors in the department circled around, staring at the projection screen on the wall with serious faces. On it was Zhong Jiajing's abdominal CT scan.

Regardless of character, Zhong Jiajing is a very respected expert elder in the industry, and he is currently in the final stage of a study, if the study is successful, it will bring great progress to Chinese medicine.

The malignant tumor in his body has reached the terminal stage, and the cancer cells have spread to almost every part of his body. Now he does not expect to be cured, but to help him prolong his life, and it is good to persist for another two months.

The deputy dean put his hands on the table and asked, "Do you have anything to say?"

The conference room was silent for a while, Jiang Ningchuan slowly raised his hand and said, "I can try."

Fang Liang's mother had advanced gastric cancer and was rescued at a critical moment. If she tried this time, it shouldn't be a problem.

But Zhong Jiajing's condition was even more serious, and with Mr. Smith's assistance last time, he said he would try it, but felt uneasy in his heart.

Although all living beings are equal, if it is just an ordinary patient this time, after the operation, no matter whether it is successful or not, he will say that I have tried my best, but if the other party is Zhong Jiajing, it is the one who has admired and doubted the profession that he loves. He felt that he couldn't treat people with a normal heart no matter what.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, it needs to be tried, in case it succeeds.

Facing everyone's eyes, Jiang Ningchuan experienced the feeling of sweaty palms for the first time. He looked at the vice president with burning eyes and said, "I have encountered similar symptoms before, and the operation records and papers are being prepared. , I can give it a try."

After saying this, the conference room fell into an awkward silence.

The vice president didn't take up Jiang Ningchuan's words, and director Lu's eyes were also flickering with uncertain light.

They stared at the confident young man not far away, with relief in their eyes, but more worry.

"Doctor Jiang's proposal will be put on hold for now, and we will discuss it after the report is out."

After the vice president finished speaking, he waved his hand to dismiss the meeting. He beckoned and asked Jiang Ningchuan to stay. Director Lu watched and sat down on the chair again, sighing softly.

There were only three people left in the conference room. Jiang Ningchuan and Director Lu sat on both sides of the vice president. No one wanted to talk nonsense. The vice president looked at the person sitting next to him and asked, "What do you think about Professor Zhong's operation?" Are you sure?"

"Surgery is never a sure thing, but I will try my best."

Although Jiang Ningchuan did not say that he was [-]% sure, the certainty in his eyes could not deceive anyone. Even so, the vice president still had a lot of concerns. He said: "Professor Zhong has too much involvement."

It is true that patients should be treated equally, but the pursuit of equality is too general.

Zhong Jiajing is a professor who is very professional in the industry and has major experimental results. His current condition is very unstable. It would be lucky if he can hold on, but if something unexpected happens, the unfinished research in his hands will be completely interrupted. All the years of hard work were in vain.

It’s true that everyone wants to rescue Zhong Jiajing, but if there is a slight mistake, if Zhong Jiajing dies on the hospital bed, then it will not be as simple as saying "We have tried our best".

Jiang Ningchuan is the younger generation that the vice president is very optimistic about. He has given high hopes to him since he first emerged in the hospital. This young man who seems to be careless about everything but always surprises people in the end always makes people ignore the age gap. Students admire.

Seeing the undisguised worry in the eyes of the vice president and director Lu, Jiang Ningchuan said, "I know."

He knew what a complicated matter he had taken on, but he was sure of himself.

"You just need to understand the complexity of the matter in your heart..." Director Lu, who had been silent for a long time, patted Jiang Ningchuan on the shoulder, stood up and said: "The last operation was assisted by foreign experts, this time not only Regarding your personal problem, we should discuss the matter of surgery before deciding on it, what do you say to the vice president."

The vice president didn't say anything, which was his tacit consent.

Director Lu's words were correct, and Jiang Ningchuan nodded. The short exchange between the three of them came to an end, and they were waiting for the next professional and professional communication.

When Jiang Yu found her grandma's place, dinner was already ready, and there was a big table full of her favorite food, it's hard for grandma to remember all of them.

Putting down the health care products bought on the road, Jiang Yu didn't exchange any greetings. After washing his hands, he helped set up the tableware together. There were only two people eating. He brought the bowls and chopsticks to the table, and grandma brought a bowl of egg mushroom soup. The preparations are complete.

The dishes made by grandma and Mr. Jiang are both delicacies, but the braised pork cooked by grandma is a delicate nostalgia, and the cumin mutton cooked by Mr. Jiang is a rough appetite.

Jiang Yu compared last night's dinner with tonight's dinner, and finally couldn't help giving herself a thumbs up.

Eating is so thoughtful, it is perfect.

The old lady was happy to see her grandson eating deliciously, and asked Jiang Yu how he had been doing in recent years while picking fish with thorns.

Back then, her little Yu was just a little one, and she didn't dare to cry after being taught a hard lesson by her grandfather. She tugged at the hem of her clothes aggrievedly, just to beg for a toffee that was not allowed to be eaten, and then sobbed He huddled in front of the desk and continued to read books that were not suitable for his age with sugar in his mouth.

It's like eating candy, forgetting all the grievances just now, a silly child who remembers eating but not beating.

The cute little bun-like grandson grew up to be tall and cute at about 1.8 meters. The old lady touched Jiang Yu's soft hair affectionately, and her thin fingers went through the hair to touch it, which was smashed out by his bastard father. Scar, his eyes are full of pity.

Looking up to meet grandma's eyes, Jiang Yu smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

That day when I was hugged by my mother and left that house, the wound scabs fell off, and the pain has long since disappeared. Thinking that I will never have to stay in that house again, I just feel that this scar is a belated gift.

Grandma asked, "Do you...hate the Zhong family?"