The sudden attack of the directors made the teaching secretary who had already arranged the internship arrangement stunned on the spot.

It also made many resident doctors, regular training doctors, and intern doctors who did not know the truth confused.

"What's going on? Haven't interns always been assigned by teaching secretaries? What's going on today?"

"That's right, I've been in this department for more than a year, how many batches of interns have been sent away, when did there be a robbery, and how?"

"Wait, didn't you say that there will be a few thieves every year in the five......-year system?

"Wouldn't it? A futures that is sure to make money without losing money? No wonder everyone wants it......"

The whispers were the two female doctors closest to the door.

Zhang Tianyang took a look and found that it happened to be the two on the elevator.

The two female doctors also happened to see each other at this time, and their eyes wandered over the seven people.

As we all know, these seven new faces are the new people who are here today.

It's just that I don't know which one is remembered by many directors.

In addition to Lin Ke'an, the remaining five eight-year programs also subconsciously looked around, and then fixed on Zhang Tianyang.

That's you, God.

Zhang Tianyang blinked and stood calmly in place.

There are doubts, envy, and jealousy in the eyes around him.

But he's used to it.

The awesome life is to keep facing these ups and downs!

It took five minutes to engage in a battle of words, and in the end, the doctors in the neurology ICU won the victory.

not only won the pervert Zhang Tianyang, but also won the scholar Lin Ke'an.

Many of the attending officers cast envious eyes on the attending who is in charge of the ICU, but they are helpless.

Who makes the neurology ICU more serious and technically demanding?

The condition of the patients in the general ward is relatively stable, and the interns in the past can also help a little.

But the patients in the ICU, the working doctors are watching carefully, and the former interns are purely for decoration.

Now it's hard to catch two people who can really work, how can they let it go so easily.

decided the belonging of Zhang Tianyang and Lin Ke'an, and the doctors under the charge dispersed in a hurry under the drive of their own senior doctors.

But the rulers tacitly stayed where they were.

Those who drink tea drink tea, and those who look at their phones look at their phones, but they just don't leave.

The teaching secretary trembled and beckoned seven faces in the eyes of the big guys to carry out the missionary work.

After entering the school, he was supposed to take the interns one by one to find their respective teachers.

But now that almost all of the attending are sitting in the office, this step is simply omitted.

Each of the directors received their interns and continued to wait.

Until Zhang Tianyang and Lin Ke'an were left.

Countless eyes fell on the two of them intentionally or unintentionally, looked and looked, looked and looked, and then left with their little white cat satisfied.

The legendary god, in addition to being a little handsome, has a great figure, a better temperament, and a calmer look, it seems that there is no difference between him and the interns in his hands!

The directors tried their best to comfort themselves, but looking at the stunned little white cat in front of them, they finally couldn't deceive themselves.

"Compare goods to throw, goods to be thrown!"

......

The ICU director who obtained the two-week use rights of Zhang Tianyang and Lin Ke'an was smiling, and personally took two deluxe version of the little white cat to assign them the next level of teaching.

Although he is nominally the mentor of the two, in fact, the interns follow step by step every day, and they should be all kinds of regular trainees and advanced students, with a layer of resident doctors in between, and finally they are the main doctors.

"Our neurology department is different from other departments, and the theoretical knowledge is much more difficult, I believe you have felt it when you studied anatomical nerves. ”

As he walked, he patiently explained.

"Of course, both of you are top students, and I'm sure you can learn a lot here. ”

"I'll also talk to the doctor who brought you to get you started. ”

Let you share some of the work.

The attending was smiling happily, and the doctors who greeted the two were also smiling.

"That Xiaolin, you should follow this senior brother. ”

"Xiao Zhang, you and this director. ”

The attending happily assigned the two interns, "I'll go have a cup of tea and make rounds in half an hour!"

"Okay. ”

A few brothers and sisters scattered and did their own things.

Zhang Tianyang carefully observed the tutors he was assigned.

Male, older?

Looking at his appearance, skin, and the gray hair that has come out of his sideburns, Zhang Tianyang estimates that the other party may be at least forty years old.

The collared shirt and white coat are not the standard of the Oriental Hospital, they look a little old, and the white ones are a little yellow.

The place where the hospital label was printed on the chest was deliberately blocked with a badge, but there was also a small note stuffed in the badge, blocking the photos and text, and Zhang Tianyang could not see the specific information.

The pants exposed below the hem of the white coat are the ones that middle-aged men love to wear, as well as the old leather shoes.

All kinds of details show the fact that the other party should have been in the clinic for many years.

Just now, the senior brother in charge called him "director".

It stands to reason that the "director" is greater than the "director".

Whether it is in terms of age or position, the director should be very respectful when facing the director.

However, judging from the performance of the senior brother who was in charge just now, his attitude towards this "director" was very casual.

There was a vague feeling of being above him.

After all, only the senior doctor has ever said to the junior doctor, "I'll take a sip of tea and wait for the ward rounds."

No junior doctor would dare to say that to his superiors.

Anyway, Zhang Tianyang still greeted him very politely.

"Hello teacher, my name is Zhang Tianyang, and I should follow you in the next two weeks. What do you call it?"

Zhang Tianyang took the initiative to show his badge, and sure enough, the other party also subconsciously showed his badge.

Song Changkong.

Very atmospheric name.

"Hello Mr. Song. ”

Zhang Tianyang greeted politely and seemed to figure out the reason.

Song Changkong's badge reads "Trainee Physician".

That is, he is a doctor in a lower-level hospital, the so-called "director", and also the director of that hospital.

This is similar to the nature of Senior Sister Liang who met in the nephrology department.

Senior Sister Liang has also been working as a nephrologist in a lower-level hospital for many years, but she still needs to go to the nephrology department of Dongfang Hospital for an internship, and her status is not much higher than that of an intern like Zhang Tianyang.

The reason for this is that Dongfang Hospital is a top three hospital in Guangdong Province and even in the whole country.

For lower-level hospitals, when the director-level doctors can't handle it, they will send patients over.

Therefore, many of the patients admitted to Dongfang Hospital are incurable diseases.

The in-service doctors in Dongfang Hospital have handled such cases together, and it is difficult to think about it.

In particular, neurology and neurosurgery, which have extremely high requirements for theoretical knowledge and fine operation, and are full of differential diagnosis departments, the gap between superior hospitals and lower hospitals is getting bigger and bigger.

A resident doctor in the neurology department of Dongfang Hospital may be better than the chief physician of a lower-level hospital.

This is no wonder why Director Song, even as the director, has to be respectful to the attending of the East Hospital.

Director Song looks like an old father, although Zhang Tianyang is much older than his children, he is still a child in his eyes.

He smiled and assigned tasks to Zhang Tianyang.

"I'll write you the account password first, you find a computer, board it to familiarize yourself with our patient's situation, and I'll take you to the bedside to see the patient later." ”

"In the morning I will teach you some precautions, including the precautions in the ICU and the characteristics of our patients, what we need to do every day.

In the afternoon, I want to go downstairs to learn how to operate, and I may need you to watch it for me. But my patients are pretty stable, and there shouldn't be anything wrong, just look at it. ”

He brushed down two strings of characters on the thick notebook in his hand, and then tore them to Zhang Tianyang.

"Come on, get acquainted with the patient first. ”