The man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing a tie, and a Swiss handmade watch faintly exposed under the cuffs, although the appearance is almost exactly the same as Uncle Tianhai, but the demeanor is completely different, and the unsmiling appearance is like two people.

By the way, Uncle Amami in the parallel world was elected mayor of Osaka last year, and the mayor of Osaka in his early forties has the possibility of entering the central decision-making level in his political future, and the turning point in his life is that he was admitted to the Department of Political Science and Law of Tokyo University, and met his current wife, Rika Hatoyama, who was born in a political family, at school.

"Is there something on my face?"

Takuma Amami, who was looking at the newspaper, noticed Fujii's gaze, finally changed his poker face, and asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, it's just the first day of internship in the hospital, you don't need to pick it up in person, uncle, right?"

Fujii is a little unfamiliar with this elite version of Uncle Amami, and how can the mayor of Osaka, who manages a population of 2.7 million, have time to send himself to an internship.

"You're wrong, tree." Takuma Amami put down the newspaper and sat down at the table with Fujii Tree, and Yuki Amami served a hearty breakfast for them to eat and chat.

"In today's society, interpersonal relationships are also a very important part, our country's social structure is conservative, and in places like hospitals, the relationship between superiors and subordinates is more distinct, so we can set off so early to meet Professor Ukai of Naniwa Medical University before the interns gather, he is the head of the university's medical department, and it will help your career."

"Oh, thank you for your trouble." Fujii Shu was humbly taught on the surface, but in his heart he didn't think so, and his mother sat down at the table opposite, and said with a light smile, "It's okay, as long as the tree does what he wants to do, I will fully support my mother." ”

"My sister is too dependent on the tree, so it's not good." Tenkai Takuma sighed, and then turned his head to look at the Fujii tree, "However, the tree has not grown crooked, and it is already about to grow into a pillar." ”

……

At 6:45 in the morning, Ryoichi Ukai, the medical director and first professor of internal medicine at Naniwa Medical University, took care of a well-fitting suit imported from Italy at home, and his wife tidied up behind him while complaining.

"Is there another party today? Isn't it supposed to wait until work to drink flower wine? ”

Professor Ukai was over fifty years old, and his hair was inevitably half-white, and he smiled slightly as he looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror, carefully adjusting the elasticity of his tie.

"This time the intern was in the doctor, but I caught a big fish." Scheming, he explained his motives to his wife, "The nephew of Osaka Mayor Takuma Amami wants to come to our Naniwa Medical University Hospital for an internship, of course I have to meet in advance to give face to Mayor Takuma, who has made great achievements in politics, and the secretaries of the people have informed me in advance." ”

"Huh?! Is that the new mayor who looks very handsome? The women of the Rose Society have recently mentioned him as having the potential to become a high-ranking cabinet official. ”

Mrs. Ukai reveals information on her shoulders, wearing a black silk kimono embroidered with Suzhou, enjoying the status and convenience of being the wife of the supreme leader of Naniwa Medical University, and her relationship with Professor Ukai is more like a partner than a husband and wife.

At 7:15 a.m., the all-black Toyota sedan stopped at the side door of Naniwa Medical University Hospital in Osaka City, and Professor Ukai, who had carefully taken care of himself, stood in front of the door, smiling as the door opened, and Fujii, who was wearing a white doctor's coat, got out of the car.

A shiny leather shoe poked out, followed by trousers, and Takuma Amami tidied up the folds on Fujii's clothes one last time, nodded to Professor Ukai from afar, and then got in the car and left.

Professor Ukai bent down to see off the magnate, and did not come forward to greet Fujii, his status is not low enough to carry bags and run errands, and it is not very convenient to communicate in the hospital, after all, the coming day is long, Fujii Tree has already started this card, and he has to think carefully about how to use it.

Fujii passed by Professor Ukai and embarked on a one-year journey through a side door.

……

"You are all high-achieving students who graduated from prestigious universities with a deviation of more than 65 percent, but our Naniwa Medical University is one of the top three outstanding hospitals in the country in terms of surgery, and the technology of the second surgery can also be ranked among the top ten in the country."

The chief of the Second Department of Surgery (equivalent to the attending doctor) who was in charge of receiving the interns, Miyaha Hirohiro, with his hair very luxuriant, explained in a serious tone to several interns assigned to the Second Surgery Department in the demonstration room.

"Therefore, for us, students from elite schools are like sand and gravel on the beach, and we can catch as many as we want."

Since Miyaba Hirohiro was promoted to the director of the medical bureau, he has repeated this passage to the intern every year, and he will be an assistant professor if he rises again, but he has to stay up until the position above is vacant before he has a chance to be promoted, and it may not be his turn.

"Suturing is the basic skill of surgery, and it is also one of the few surgeries that you can get started with during your internship, and everyone has a chance to show their value to our second surgery."

Taking out a handful of large, yellow bananas from under the table in the classroom, Miyaba took out a few boxes of suture tools like a trick and pushed them to the four interns on the other side of the table, a combination of three men and one woman, only someone who graduated from Tokyo University was not from Naniwa Medical University.

This bunch of bananas is not like a native variety of the island country, it should be an imported Philippine banana, a single length of nearly 20 centimeters, 3 centimeters thick, and it looks quite fresh.

"Then, I'll do it first, Mr. Guangbo."

The male intern doctor in the middle seems to know this Dr. Miyaba, who has an inch of energy, opens the suture tool box, takes out the needle holder from the middle right hand, jams the curved suture needle at the tip, and installs a 3-0 Aixikang suture, which is a more commonly used type of surgical suture, which is suitable for suturing skin wounds.

Another male intern next to him cut the banana peel for him, and the vertical wound that ran through the entire banana made the inch-headed man's eyelids jump and he almost wanted to hit someone.

The flesh inside the banana was hollowed out a little bit, leaving only the part of the skin remaining, and the inch-headed man had to stiffen his scalp at this time, insert the needle vertically, and hold the flat forceps in his left hand to open the wound.

The hollow banana peel is stitched with dense needles and threads, and the needle distance on both sides is well controlled, which shows that you have worked hard in this regard.

"If you have a ten-point system, you can barely score six points, and you can pass."

After Dr. Miyaba finished his evaluation, he looked at the intern who had helped hollow out the flesh of the banana just now, the shortest of the three male interns, wearing black-rimmed glasses, who had already cut the wound of the banana by himself, and arranged several knives horizontally.

The glasses man's technique level is on par with the inch-headed man, and Fujii Shu watched their performance and reached for the banana on the table.

"Since you are a top student of the University of Tokyo, you should make it a little more difficult."

Dr. Miyaba first plucked the smallest banana, peeled off the entire skin, and patted it on the palm of Fujii's hand.

"Fujii-kun, let's take a look at your Todai's superb medical skills, shall we?"

This doctor Miyaba bit the word Dongda very hard, and it was estimated that there was something wrong.

Open the medical dungeon, which is about twenty chapters in content.

(End of chapter)