Zhang Yurong almost raised her middle finger to her father who turned around and left.

When she opened her eyes again and woke up, saw the familiar two-bedroom apartment, and felt Simmons under her, Zhang Yurong was full of emotion.

I've woken up!

can make dreams into serials, I'm afraid that only I am so weird.

Could it be that in reality, I subconsciously desire to get married and have children?

Because the reality is too difficult to achieve, the goal that cannot be achieved is easily achieved in the dream?

But still have questions?

Getting married and having children makes sense, what does it mean to desperately arrange endorsements for yourself in this dream?

If I go, can I still compare my dreams with myself?

Speed up and get to work!

"Director Zhang, that, I just heard from the director that you were complained, that is, the patient with placental calcification at 41 weeks of pregnancy and 3 days ago gave birth to a 3980-gram daughter, and after being discharged from the hospital in the morning, he complained about you.

I complained about you three times, the first one was that you had an arrogant attitude, and you were not responsible for discharging a patient like her who had already expired her pregnancy!

The second complained that you mocked her and asked her to have a child, and the couple was extremely angry.

Third, complain that you slept at home when she was in pain to death.

I heard that the receipt from the medical department was in the hands of the chief director, and the chief asked you to go to him! ”

A young resident in Zhang Yurong's group, 28-year-old Xu Lijuan, came over worriedly after seeing the director undergo two surgeries and reported the matter in a low voice.

"It's okay, our group is familiar with this kind of thing, what should you do, go back and wait for you to be free, this kind of receipt explanation, I will personally teach you how to write, this is also a business ability."

Zhao Qianqian, the attending officer who stepped down with Zhang Yurong, heard the nervous look of the junior resident, and couldn't help but pull the person over with a smile while explaining in a low voice.

Zhang Yurong smiled, ignored Zhao Qianqian's ability to cultivate the business ability of junior doctors, and strode to the delivery room.

This is her habit, as long as she does not go to the outpatient clinic every day, she must go to the department an hour earlier to see the situation of the patients in the group first.

Then the operation will be performed at 8 o'clock, and after the operation, whether it is morning or night, you must enter the delivery room to see the labor process of the patients in your group.

It's not that she doesn't trust the midwives in the delivery room and the doctors stationed in the delivery room, but that her patients can rest assured after taking a look at themselves.

Complaints and other things, she just knows in her heart, but fortunately, she has cultivated a caring chief Zhang Qianqian, and she can handle this kind of thing with ease.

By the time Zhang Yurong returned to the ward, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Today I spent a noon in the delivery room, and I sponsored an emergency surgery at the end of the day.

A dystocia in the occipital posterior position in the big director group, the child's head was large, and the uterine opening was fully opened for two hours, but there was still no progress, but the family insisted on a smooth delivery, saying that it was going to give birth to a second child next year.

The strange thing is that the director was stunned and was pulled by the mother-in-law of the mother who cried and cried and did not let go.

Zhao Qian, the director, is a fifty-year-old intellectual male, tall, thin, with black and dense hair, and at first glance he looks like a man in his thirties.

I don't know what the mother-in-law thinks, she didn't let go of him, she cried and asked to continue the trial labor, insisting that as long as the child's fetal heart rate is good, she can continue to try.

In the end, he couldn't stand it, and he opened his mouth for Director Zhao Qian.

"The child's head has been backlogged for too long, and if it continues, it will have a great impact.

Nima, I checked the situation of the pregnant woman by myself, and the pelvic outlet was quite average, but because of the child's occipital posterior position, the head fell to the level of the ischial spine and stagnated in that position.

It is said that it is difficult to change the posterior position of the occipital head whether you change the position, push down, or try to turn the position of the fetal head with your bare hands.

When the director Zhao Qian was dragged and couldn't get out, when he asked himself to help check, he checked it himself, and the tumor was so big, in this case, he couldn't even turn his head.

If you don't just have surgery, if you drag it out, not only will you have surgery, but there will definitely be various complications.

Therefore, his words that the child was admitted to Peking University immediately made the mother's family die down and obediently agree to the operation.

Zhang Yurong was the first to withdraw from the department, and after the director Zhao Qian stepped down with him, he was dragged over by his family to ask whether the child would affect the admission to Peking University in the future.

"Zhang Yurong, you? You said that your mouth can't be restricted, and today you still have a complaint receipt that you haven't explained.

Today, you tossed me out of the pit of Tsinghua University and Peking University again? Do you think you're looking for trouble? You can't explain it well, right? ”

Zhao Qian came back with a black face, and as soon as he came out of the operating room, he was blocked by the patient's family again.

I have to say that it is no problem for the child to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University in the future, otherwise he will not let go.

Is there a problem with this kind of brain, he can see it at a glance? He can't even tell if there's something wrong with Zhang Yurong's brain, okay?

In the end, he couldn't help it, so he called his friend the director of the neonatal department and asked him to help solve the siege, otherwise he would still be blocked at this time!

"Director Zhao, look at your Taiwan version below, my receipt explanation has already been completed, the handwriting is clear, the conditioning is clear, the attitude is sincere, and the specific time has been marked, which fully meets the requirements of the medical department."

Zhao Qian's face was even darker!

Zhang Yurong herself is the kind of person who has the ability to see a doctor and is more capable of being angry, and the people she brought out are all from the same mold, and no one is afraid of complaints.

"You can do it, you, you can write me one when you go back! If this family also complains, I will leave it to you to write back! ”

"Hahaha, Director Zhao, if this kid can't be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, you would have retired a long time ago, and the medical department can still ask you to write a receipt? Director, you're thinking too much! ”

Director Zhao Qian left decisively, otherwise he was afraid that Zhang Yurong would have a heart attack!

Zhang Yurong can get off work on time at five o'clock this afternoon, or the doctors under her are becoming more and more capable, seeing that the people she has cultivated are becoming more and more capable, Zhang Yurong is also full of relief!

Back at home, Zhang Yurong rarely didn't want to turn on the computer or look at her phone.

"Dad! Mom? ”

Zhang Yurong called her father in Lishui County, and looked for her mother as soon as she opened her mouth.

If Zhang Yurong dialed her mother's phone first, she would definitely be looking for her father as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Your mom is frying the last dish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, come on, start a video, Dad will show you your mom's results tonight!"

The father, who retired at the age of 67 from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Orthopedics, was very happy when he received a call from his daughter.

"Wow! There is still a hard dish Dongpo meat at night? Zhang Yurong looked frightened.

"It's not your brother, he came back at noon today, saying that he wanted to eat the braised pork I roasted, but I don't know how he mixed it outside, and he couldn't even eat a bite of meat?"

The mother copied the spatula and came over to bury her son.