Chapter 20 Doctors are not just a profession
The hero, covered with a white sheet, was pushed out of the operating room, and the policemen in the aisle saluted the colleague almost simultaneously. There was no crying, but the tears of this group of iron-clad men couldn't stop flowing down. "Inform the family, go and please, send my car to please. The secretary said to the police chief with red eyes, Zhang Fan was sitting on the floor of the operating room, and his head was about to be stuffed into the crotch of his pants.
With more than half a year of medical experience, Zhang Fan, who has a system, has had a smooth sail. The dean coaxed and the old doctor held it, although it was not fluttering, but it also gave him an illusion, feeling that this industry is very simple, as long as you work hard, you can get what you want, as long as you work hard, there is no surgery that you can't take, there is a feeling of sitting in the sky, but when a living person dies in front of him, he is confused. "Let's go, this day will always come to this day, let's go and see him off. Lao Chen has been accompanying Zhang Fan, Gao Shijun and nurses and anesthesiologists sent the deceased policeman out.
After the two walked out of the operating room, Zhang Fan completely burst into tears. The operating cart was parked in the middle of the aisle, and the two policewomen supported their wives, who had already fainted, but she was in tears and her body was convulsing. Rows of policemen on both sides saluted, and an old policeman was holding a three-year-old child, who gently stroked her father's bloodstained face with his hand, "Is Dad asleep?"
"Asleep, he's tired, baby look at dad again, he's a hero. The old policeman cried and said to the child.
"If Grandpa doesn't cry, Dad doesn't like the baby to cry. The little hand wiped the tears from the old policeman's face.
"All have, salute, to our brothers, our heroes. The police chief shouted. A party flag was lightly draped over his body, as if he did not want to disturb his quiet sleep.
Gao Shijun is gone, there will be surgery in the hospital tomorrow, and he patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder before leaving, "If you do your best, you won't regret it, being a doctor is not only a profession to support your family, get promoted and make a fortune, but also a kind of faith." Zhang Fan had a dream for several days, and the dream was full of a child calling his father. This was the first patient he sent away, and there was nothing he could do.
"The sky is falling on his home. Hey!" Zhang Fan, who woke up in the middle of the night, lit a cigarette. He tried his best, but his heart was always empty, and the scene of that day kept flashing in his mind. "I hope you will be happy in heaven and never be sick or hurt again. There was a lit cigarette on the side of the windowsill, which one was for, and the policeman who had never met him gave a cigarette, and Zhang Fan fell asleep in a daze in the green smoke.
"If you choose this industry, you have to face life and death, you must have a strong heart, you can't pass your own level, how to compete with death, how to save the wounded? Okay, go rest for a few days and relax. Batu was afraid that Zhang Fan would collapse, so he specially called him to the office to enlighten.
The winter sun makes people feel slightly drunk. Zhang Fan went to the outpatient clinic and did not see many patients. After resting for three weeks, Quark County was really boring, and the exotic scenery of the border town was familiar, so I felt that it was nothing more than that. The surgical data can't be swiped, the new system can't be opened, and Zhang Fan can't be forced. Flip through the books and read the textbooks every day, and after the New Year, you have to apply for the medical practitioner exam.
There are not many patients in the ward, and Li Liang is also very bored. He is not like Zhang Fan, who has already established himself in surgery. The old fellows weren't cold to him, but they weren't enthusiastic either. simply wandered around to chat with Zhang Fan.
The surgical outpatient clinic is ajar, fully open, windy and too cold, close the door, and the hospital leaders have to chatter again. When he entered the door and saw Zhang Fan reading, Li Liang was embarrassed to disturb, so he took the book and sat opposite to read it. Looking at it, Li Hui asked, "Brother Zhang, seeing that the Chinese New Year is approaching, will you go back to your hometown this year?"
"Maybe I can't go back, let's talk about it when it's hot. Zhang Fan replied without raising his head, he didn't study hard when he was in college, although he had a system, but Zhang Fan didn't know much about many basic things. Now he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, he is not busy with work, and he has gained a lot from relearning his previous textbooks.
Internal medicine, gynecology and pediatrics did not have the help of the system, Zhang Fan watched extremely painfully, and he couldn't remember to read it and forget it. But I can't help it, I have to see it. Fortunately, after entering the clinic, I have a certain understanding of medicine and can learn purposefully.
Since the last time he saw Zhang Fan driving, Chen Lulu called Zhang Fan when he had something to do, which made him tired of it, and he couldn't pull his face to refuse, and he didn't answer her phone several times, but the other party had a tenacious spirit.
At present, Zhang Fan has no mind about love, he knows his own affairs, his sister will take the college entrance examination soon, the requirements of the system are high, and the professional examination is also in front of him, so he is under a lot of pressure.
As we enter December, the weather gets even colder. The hospital gave out a year-end bonus of more than 3,000, and Batu specially called Zhang Fan to the office and sent an extra 2,000!
Zhang Fan is not going home for the Chinese New Year this year, it will take ten days to come and go, so he simply waits for the exam to be over.
The hospital sent money, and Zhang Fan went to the street to buy some clothes for his family and mail them back. The old couple were absolutely reluctant to spend it, so they simply mailed the clothes back. I gave my sister another 3,000 yuan, she was nervous about studying and had a lot of places to spend money, and he didn't want his sister to deduct herself from food and clothing.
Kang Hua is about to have a course of treatment, and it will be over in another week, and after ten days, she is familiar with her secretary Tang Jingjing. It's a pretty good person, and he doesn't have a little bit of a leadership secretary. Sometimes I joke with Zhang Fan, on the weekend, Zhang Fan planned to go to the Xinhua bookstore in the city to buy some exam books, but received a call from Secretary Tang.
"Can you go to the city on Saturday, the leader is going home this week, and I want you to go to the city for treatment. Do you need to let the leader say to Dean Ba? ”
"No, I don't have a shift this week. You can go to the city. ”
Zhang Fan just passed by the city once when he came to report, and he never went again. The road is unfamiliar, it costs money to make a shuttle line bus, and he especially likes to drive. Then you have to find a tour guide. The hospital is definitely not good, and he doesn't know many other people, so he asked again, "Director Tang, will you go back to the city on Friday?" ”
"I only went back on Saturday, the leader came back in the morning, and I still had some work to go back in the afternoon. "Tang Jingjing's house is in the city.
"Why don't we go together, I just returned you to show me the way, I'm not familiar with the city, I'm afraid of getting lost. ”
"Haha, you're still afraid of this, the urban area is not big, okay, you come to the government to find me on Saturday afternoon, and we will take the car back together." She didn't know that Zhang Fan had a car.
After it was confirmed, Zhang Fan drove to refuel, and the fuel card given by Batu could only be refueled at a designated gas station in the county, and could not be refueled elsewhere.