The days are starting to return to normal again, and every day is busy and fulfilling.

Do surgery, ward rounds, check the patient's postoperative recovery every day, and then have time to joke with the little nurses.

Of course, most of the time it was Zhang Kun who was ridiculed by the nurses.

Especially Nie Ping, who sticks to Zhang Kun almost whenever she has free time, while the other nurses are always coaxing.

Well, Zhang Kun knew that Nie Ping was interesting to him, but he really wasn't mentally prepared yet.

So let's drag it first, anyway, at least every time Nie Ping says let's go out together, eat something, etc., Zhang Kun has never been there.

In fact, Zhang Kun didn't have time to go.

I have to go to work during the day, I am busy to death, and I have to go back to the hotel at night to do my summer homework.

Hell, school is about to start, but he hasn't written half of his summer homework.

However, although he was very busy, Zhang Kun began to really like this kind of life, especially the job of a doctor.

Every time he operates, he is saving a patient, helping others to remove the disease and pain.

Whenever Zhang Kun walked into the operating room, he could see that the patient's family looked at him with the kind of expectation, please, request, and pinning on him, and they entrusted the patient's life to Zhang Kun's hands.

Health is related, life is entrusted!

Zhang Kun really felt this feeling.

So Zhang Kun has to work hard, he has to work hard, and every time he has an operation, he does his best 100%.

"I am willing to use a beautiful heart and exquisite technology to care for every patient, so that the patient's life can be extended!"

This is what Zhang Kun saw on the wall of the hospital, and when he saw it, he remembered it deeply, because this may be his goal in the future.

On this day, after Zhang Kun had lunch from the cafeteria, he easily returned to the neurosurgery department.

Today, Zhang Kun rarely has no surgery arrangement, he has already done ward rounds, he has also written the medical instructions that need to be modified, and he has also been to the patients who should be visited.

In short, it seems that he has been busy today.

Then Zhang Kun had a very rare half a day of free time.

was chatting with the little nurses in the nurse's room, and suddenly Zhang Kun's mobile phone rang.

"Hey, Dr. Zhang? No, it's Director Zhang now, hehe, busy. ”

It's Li Jin, Zhang Kun listened to the voice and smiled: "Fortunately, I'm not too busy, is there anything wrong with Doctor Li?"

"Well, Director Zhang, if you have time, come to the outpatient clinic to help, I'm almost too busy here!" Li Jin said with a wry smile over there.

"Huh?" Zhang Kun was stunned, outpatient clinic, he really hasn't been to an outpatient clinic for a long time, speaking of which, he still has a part-time position as an intern in outpatient internal medicine.

Therefore, if there is really a need for help over there, Zhang Kun will naturally not refuse.

"Got it, I'll come over right away!" After speaking, Zhang Kun hung up the phone, and then gave a few instructions to the head nurse, asking him to tell Director Tang and them, and went to the outpatient clinic.

The neurosurgery department is on the ninth floor of the inpatient department, while the outpatient department is on the first floor of the medical building.

When Zhang Kun came to the outpatient internal medicine department, Li Jin was seeing a middle-aged man in his thirties, and there were at least seven or eight patients waiting for diagnosis sitting on the rest chair in the consultation room.

As for the doorway, well, there are several more standing there, because there are so many lounge chairs, and seven or eight people can barely sit down.

Zhang Kun walked into the consultation room in a white coat, Li Jin saw it at a glance, and hurriedly greeted: "Director Zhang, come on, help, so many patients, some have been waiting for a long time." ”

Zhang Kun nodded and sat down across from Li Jin's desk, and Li Jin introduced the patient: "This is the deputy director of our central hospital, Director Zhang." ”

The patients who were originally waiting saw that although Zhang Kun was wearing a white coat, they didn't pay much attention to it, after all, Zhang Kun's age was there.

Although Zhang Kun intends to dress a little more maturely, no matter how you look at it, he will definitely not be more than twenty-four or five years old.

As a result, most patients regard Zhang Kun as one of those similar interns, or even trainee doctors, many hospitals have such people, and some patients also know.

Therefore, they didn't care too much about Zhang Kun, an intern doctor or even a trainee doctor is not very reassured, anyway, it has already come, just wait and wait.

It's impossible to joke with your body.

Don't show this trainee doctor, what if your condition worsens?

With such doubts, the patients would rather wait here than let the doctor next to them seem to be a little more skilled.

However, when Li Jin introduced Zhang Kun, everyone was stunned.

Deputy Director of the Central Hospital?

Chief Doctor?

Well, it's fair to say that a lot of patients don't really understand the job division in the hospital.

The deputy director is completely different from the deputy chief physician, one is a position in the hospital, and the other is a physician title.

However, this did not prevent the patient from becoming enthusiastic about Zhang Kun in an instant.

Deputy director, it sounds like it's a little better, and the medical skills must be very good, at least the deputy director can be done.

Suddenly, two or three patients rushed to Zhang Kun's desk.

Zhang Kun couldn't laugh or cry, well, this is a deformed development of China's medical community now.

Ordinary people's judgment of the level of medical skills is completely based on age and position.

But forget it, these things are not something that Zhang Kun can control, at least there are still so many patients waiting here, let's solve some of them first.

Zhang Kun and Li Jin looked at each other and smiled, and then took the patient's registration list one after another and began to diagnose the patient.

……

After an hour, the number of patients gradually decreased, after all, it is much faster for two people to see a doctor.

And inheriting all of Ye Nantian's medical knowledge, Zhang Kun is no worse than those old doctors in theory and experience.

At least after seeing Zhang Kun diagnose the patient, Li Jin deeply believes that at least he is definitely inferior to Zhang Kun.

No wonder the hospital promoted Zhang Kun to deputy director, there is definitely a reason.

"I said, Doctor Li, how did you do it today, there are so many patients, and you can't help over there?"

After prescribing the diagnosis for the last patient, Zhang Kun said and pouted towards the outpatient internal medicine office next to him.

Li Jin smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "A few days ago, Dr. Wang asked for leave, a long vacation for a month, and then today Dr. Zhou came, took a day off, and Director Deng went to the meeting after lunch, so I am alone for the time being." ”

Zhang Kun blinked, well, such a situation, it is indeed ...... , how to say it, count Li Jin unlucky.

Normally, there are four full-time doctors at work.

The chances of encountering such a situation are small enough. Moreover, there seem to be a lot of patients today.

Although the patients have all been seen, Zhang Kun is not in a hurry to go back for a while, the things of the neurosurgery department have been almost done today, and there are two directors Tang Guohua and Xie Zhitian sitting there.

So Zhang Kun decided to stay in the outpatient clinic for a while, at least until Director Deng came back, otherwise, Li Jin would be too busy again after a while.

Thinking wildly, another figure suddenly sat down at Zhang Kun's desk.

When the patient came, Zhang Kun stopped chatting, didn't raise his head, and directly took the registration list handed over by the patient.

"What's it called, what's uncomfortable?"

"I'm a little sick to my stomach!"

Zhang Kun was stunned for a moment, and his voice seemed a little familiar.

Blinking, Zhang Kunwang glanced at the registration list, and the whole person was suddenly stunned.

Zhou, Zhou Yaqi?

No, probably not, she shouldn't be here, yes, maybe it's the same name.

Zhang Kun cautiously raised his head to look at the patient.

"Zhang Kun?" The patient at the desk also looked surprised, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "Is it really you?"

Zhang Kun smiled awkwardly and looked at the familiar beauty in front of him.

"Yes, yes, long time no see, Qiqi!"