As a chief physician, Song Changkong still has a little impression of him as the director of the ICU ward.

A difficult patient was handled by him, and it was acceptable.

Looking at the ICU director's surprised and approving gaze, Song Changkong didn't dare to take credit, and quickly shook his head.

"Not me. ”

"It's not you. ”

The director of the ICU then looked at the only attending doctor in the ICU ward, "That's what Xiao Li is wearing?"

If it weren't for Song Changkong's "chief physician" who had rich experience in lumbar puncture in the outer hospital, it would probably be worn by his own attending doctor.

After all, the skills of their own attending doctors are still guaranteed.

The attending doctor hurriedly shook his head, "It's not me." ”

"Could it be you?"

The eyes of the director of the ICU fell on the graduate student brother who was in the same treatment team as Zhang Tianyang, and he was also impressed by the gold medal winner of this clinical skills competition.

The graduate student brother who was standing in the office shook his head in confusion, "It's not me." ”

Seeing that the eyes of the director of the ICU began to shuttle through the crowd again, the attending doctor hurriedly added.

"Director, it was the intern who came yesterday to do it, it's the one, the five-year one, who only came yesterday, you know?"

In the face of the attending doctor's crazy hints, the director of the ICU understood in seconds.

His eyes swept over the faces of a large circle of familiar and unfamiliar little white coats, and the director of the ICU nodded while stopping the topic.

"Okay, I don't have a problem. ”

"I don't have a problem anymore. ”

The big director who stood at the front made a summary.

"So, the end of the shift?"

The teaching secretary cautiously asked, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he shouted, "The shift is over." ”

The crowded white coats scattered in a hurry.

Those who see patients, occupy computers, go to the toilet, make up breakfast, and go back to their respective homes to find their own mothers.

Zhang Tianyang was in the middle of the crowd, so he didn't go up to squeeze the door, and was ready to wait for less people to go out again.

"Who, come to my office. ”

The director of the ICU caught his own head in time.

The two exchanged words in a whisper and walked not far in front of Zhang Tianyang.

The attending doctor obviously saw Zhang Tianyang, and while raising his eyebrows in surprise, he also left him with a meaningful look.

The next moment, the two disappeared outside the office door.

Zhang Tianyang blinked innocently.

But next to him, Song Changkong began to greet him, and he stopped being entangled and went to the ICU ward to see the patient.

On the other side, the director of the ICU dragged his own attending officer to the corner, next to the director's office, where those little doctors usually dare not come, or even hide from walking.

"The one you are talking about, is it Zhang Tianyang?"

The director of the ICU gets straight to the point.

Zhang Tianyang's name, he remembers, is a person who is often mentioned in the group of professors.

"It's him. ”

The attending doctor nodded, and then briefly described what happened yesterday after the 76-bed old lady suddenly lost her blood oxygen saturation.

The director of the ICU nodded, "How do you feel, have you considered your professional knowledge?"

"The medical records are very well written. ”

The attending doctor recalled Zhang Tianyang's performance yesterday and gave a positive answer.

"Professional knowledge should be very solid, at present, it seems that the basic operation is also very proficient, do not panic, calm personality, clear thinking, and broad, I think it is reliable. ”

"Do you think he can manage the patients on his own? ”

The questions of the ICU director are very straightforward and quite aggressive.

The attending doctor thought about it very seriously and gave an affirmative answer.

"I think so. At least in terms of diagnosis and rescue, it should be fine, and in terms of treatment, I look at the point, it should be fine. ”

"Well, give him a patient. ”

The director of the ICU waved his hand, "Give him a few more, well, according to the standards of advanced doctors, assign patients to him." ”

"So much?"

The attending doctor was a little hesitant.

"But he's just an intern after all...... The trainee doctor has to manage three patients, and with the help of graduate students below, he is alone. ”

"It's okay, give him a patient!"

The director of the ICU had a tough attitude and waved his hand again, "There is no one in your hand to do it, didn't you snatch an eight-year one yesterday and throw the eight-year one to him." ”

"This ......"

"What's this, that, that, if it's verified, use him for me. ”

The director of the ICU squinted.

"It's hard to get a good seedling in the five-year system, you have to exercise more, it's okay, listen to me, assign patients to him, you just keep an eye on it." ”

“......”

Seeing that the director of the ICU had a tough attitude, the attending doctor could only accept it.

In fact, he doesn't care, anyway, he is the only one in the entire ICU, and he has to keep an eye on who the patient is assigned to.

I just feel that it is a bit too much to divide patients for Zhang Tianyang according to the standards of advanced doctors.

He's still a kid!

No, it's wrong.

He's still an intern!

Although it's a perverted intern.

However, the director personally asked for it, and he could only arrange a "chance to exercise" for Zhang Tianyang.

"Whew-"

The director of the ICU returned to his office, leaned back on the back of a soft chair, and comfortably took a sip of hot tea at just the right temperature.

His eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Zhang Tianyang, Zhang Tianyang, Lao Liu's optimistic person, tsk. ”

"There's really something. ”

Thinking of his remarks last week, when the professor group blew up because of Zhang Tianyang's "unreasonable request" to do a gastroscopy for a patient who was going to die, the director of the ICU couldn't help but shake his head.

He was on the opposite side of Zhang Tianyang at that time.

After all, an intern wants to do so many useless things that have been verified by in-service doctors, no matter how you look at it, it is nonsense.

Of course, he couldn't look at it, and he said a few words.

But I didn't expect to be slapped in the face in the end.

When the results came out, many professors changed their tunes.

After all, it's a good thing that your own hospital has a great junior.

But he was embarrassed and chose to play dead.

I thought this was the end of the day.

As a result, I didn't expect that when several professors were having dinner together, Professor Liu's old bastard actually used this matter to squeeze himself in order to pretend to be forced.

He couldn't swallow this breath.

Since you are pretending to be forced by me, then your students are now in my hands, and you still want me to save face for you?

That must be used to death!

The patient gives the maximum amount to let him tube!

When teaching rounds, ask him questions!

All kinds of operation tubes are enough!

Anyway, interns, aren't they meant to be trained in the clinic?

Even if Professor Liu stood in front of him and reasoned with him, then he didn't care about it!

It's a pity that Lao Liu's baby student is estimated to be tired in the past two weeks!

The tea at just the right temperature warmed all the way from the esophagus to the stomach, and the director of the ICU couldn't help laughing out loud with Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

Looking left and right at my work today and various social appointments, it seems that there are not many of them.

So he patted his head and made a decision on the fly.

I took out my phone and sent a message to the attending doctor who had just left.

"Change Wednesday's round to today, and I'll go to teach ward rounds later. ”

As soon as he lost his phone, he reached for the thick book of neurology in the corner of the desk and flipped through the pages.

"What questions will you ask.....?"

"It has to be relevant to the patient, it has to be deep, and it has to be out of the door, and it is best to make him sweat in a hurry. ”

The director of the ICU, who racked his brains and pondered what questions to use to embarrass Zhang Tianyang, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes lit up.

Having said that, if Zhang Tianyang is a very talented protagonist in the TV series, he should be a villain now, right?

It's supposed to be a boss?

His right hand subconsciously stroked his somewhat smooth head, and he was not only not angry, but even more excited.

"Well, this question can be asked, hey, this question is very commensurate with the patient's condition, well, this question is not bad, it is ...... out of the way."

"Say hello to them all!"