Looking at this document, Senior Brother Meng couldn't help but think of the fear of being dominated by Zhang Tianyang again.

With his mouth slightly open, Senior Brother Meng opened his mouth as if he was laughing at himself.

"Fortunately, the writing of this document is not satisfactory......"

In the middle of his sentence, he suddenly paused.

"Wait ......"

The window leaked a small crack, and a cool breeze just blew on him, causing him to stir up.

Some chaotic minds suddenly cleared up for a moment.

"Didn't my junior brother only write two consent forms for surgery......? Did the junior brother write it? Or did you ...... I wrote it?"

The back was instantly covered with a layer of sweat.

Senior Brother Meng hurriedly pulled out the two medical records he had just read, and rudely opened the light blue plastic medical record folder.

After a long time, his fingertips trembled slightly and closed the medical record.

"These two copies...... It's the ...... that the junior brother wrote."

His eyes fell back on the patient's consent to the surgery of the kidney-cutting patient at the beginning, and Senior Brother Meng quickly looked away as if he had been stung.

"I wrote this one, I still ...... it, I still "

He also carefully corrected a lot of "flaws!!

Oh, my God!

What the hell did I do???

Am I exposing myself?

I hang myself?

How smooth his mood was when he corrected his mistakes, and how much he wanted to dig a hole and get into it when he realized what he had done stupidly.

What a shame!

Senior Brother Meng only felt dry, the heat rose, and he unconsciously stood up and walked back and forth.

"Yes, the documents written by the junior brother before are so perfect, there is no reason for a flawed one. ”

"How could I think this was written by my junior brother?"

"Don't you recognize what you wrote?"

"Could it be that you don't have enough rest and your brain is wat?"

Senior Brother Meng paced repeatedly, and finally for a moment, he stopped.

"No, no, it's because I want to mentor my junior brother too much. ”

Once again, his gaze rested on the surgical consent form that he had "modified" himself.

Although the eyes were complicated, they didn't dodge it anymore after all.

With a heavy sigh, he slowly sat down at his desk.

"It's me who has taken the picture. ”

Once people have an obsession in their hearts, they are prone to make mistakes.

Some cool wind blew in along half of the unclosed window and landed on Senior Brother Meng's body, making him extremely sober.

He suddenly realized his problem.

Strictly speaking, he is also a very good "god" in the eyes of others.

When I was an undergraduate, my grades were very good.

It was also smooth when I was admitted to graduate school.

He wanted to come to the Department of Urology and wanted to report to the director, so he sent an email to the director before the interview and met him, which was equivalent to an interim interview.

Then it was logical to become a student of the director, and after following Brother Yang, he quickly gained his trust with his ability, so much so that he let go directly, and all 19 patients were handed over to him......

I worked so hard this afternoon to find my junior brother's mistakes and omissions, but I was actually afraid that my junior brother would surpass me, right?

Senior Brother Meng thought about it, and suddenly reached out and patted his head.

"What's the matter, Lao Meng, you have a headache?"

Next to him, the classmates who worked overtime quickly sent their concern, and Senior Brother Meng shook his head with a smile.

"It's okay, it's just a lack of sleep. ”

I thought about it for a while.

Fortunately, I have come to my senses now.

The bitter sea is endless, and turning back is the shore.

Senior Brother Meng clasped his hands in front of his chest and released them after a moment.

took a deep breath, got up, occupied a computer, opened the patient list, and found the six patients that Zhang Tianyang was in charge of today.

He began to click through the catalogs one by one to check the medical records written by Zhang Tianyang.

It includes the procedures related to the surgery that I have seen today, as well as all the admission records, the first course of the disease, and various ward rounds records.

This time, he looked at it equally seriously, but what he had was not the mind to find fault, but the mentality of learning.

Soon, he clicked on the patient he was responsible for again, and compared his medical record with Zhang Tianyang's.

"Crackling"

The keyboard sounded, and Senior Brother Meng began to seriously revise his medical records......

As the minutes passed, the mobile phone in my pocket suddenly rang.

Senior Brother Meng took out his mobile phone and found that it was a message from "Brother Yang".

Brother Yang: "How is it, have the patient preparations for tomorrow's surgery been completed?"

Senior Brother Meng: "Ready." ”

Brother Yang: "By the way, what do you think of the two new classmates in our group today?"

Senior Brother Meng frowned slightly, thought about it carefully, and entered the words carefully.

"I don't know my sister very well, but I feel more positive, willing to learn, and not shy. ”

"I spent an afternoon with him, and I felt that I was inferior to him in terms of basic knowledge and basic skills. ”

This is the result of Senior Brother Meng's serious thinking.

Sometimes, when he saw the subtleties, at least when he calmed down and compared, he felt that he was inferior to Zhang Tianyang.

Li Yang on the opposite side also seemed to be shocked.

The "The other party is typing......" at the top of the dialog box flashed and flashed, and after returning to a nickname, it quickly began to flash again.

Half a ring, four words came from the opposite side -

"So awesome?"

Even though the other party couldn't see it, Senior Brother Meng nodded seriously, and then continued typing.

"In terms of operation, I have only seen him change dressings so far, and he seems to be very proficient. The others don't know. But it shouldn't be too bad, but it shouldn't be too bad. It doesn't seem like the junior brother is uncoordinated. ”

The topic of the two new interns soon came to an end in Senior Brother Meng's "Zhang Kuakua".

After chatting about the recent progress of the experiment, Senior Brother Meng put away his phone after ten minutes.

Putting the medical record folders scattered in front of the computer back on the special shelf, he moved his somewhat stiff limbs and prepared to leave work.

Stripping off his white coat, changing back into a casual coat, putting on his schoolbag, and pinching his headphones, Senior Brother Meng walked out of the digestion building briskly.

"Whoa-la-"

Suddenly, the wind rose, and several times it rushed into the half-open curtains with a little coolness.

"Shhh...... It's cold!"

The doctor on duty shuddered suddenly, looked left and right, and found that the "old Meng" who had just been working by the window and blocking the wind was gone.

"Who opened the window, it's cold to death, Lao Meng has just sat here for so long and hasn't even closed it......"

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

"Bang!"

......

The windows were shut.

The merchant smiled at the customer in front of him with some embarrassment, "Hehe, it's windy." ”

"It's fine. Senior Brother Meng didn't care, took off half of the earphones, and reported what he wanted to the menu.

"A pot of eggplant, a portion of beef in sauce, a portion of grunt meat, a servant of lettuce, and rice. ”

While washing his hands, the merchant hurriedly wrote down the requirements and chatted casually.

"Our family has a lot of portions, brother, how many people are you eating? ”

"Alone, it's okay, you can't finish eating and packing. ”。

The merchant no longer persuaded him, quickly typed the small ticket, and when collecting the money, his eyes swept over the mobile phone screen that Senior Brother Meng took out.

"Hey, little brother, are you listening to the Great Compassion Mantra?"