"Teacher Wang, this is a notice issued by the medical department and the academic affairs office of the hospital, please review it." In an office somewhere in the operating room of a trauma center!

Zhou Xiyin said politely to Wang Huan.

Zhou Xiyin frowned slightly, and held a piece of material stamped with the seal of the Academic Affairs Office of the Graduate School of the Affiliated Hospital of Xiangnan University with both hands and handed it to Wang Huan, who was slightly shorter than her by half a head.

When Wang Huan heard this, he put down the water cup and took it and read it carefully-

"There is Zhou Xiyin, a student of clinical medicine (eight-year program) of Shonan University, whose student number is 2041XXXX, because he wants to represent the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University to participate in the Central China Graduate Skills Competition. According to the regulations of the hospital and the graduate department, the participating students on behalf of the hospital have the opportunity to enter the department for internship and clinical practice of operation skills. ”

"Please arrange it from your department!"

"Medical Department of Shonan University Hospital."

"Graduate School of Shonan University Hospital."

Two red badges, signed by the head of the Graduate School and the director of the Medical Service.

Seals and signatures are generally not forged and can be queried.

It's just that Wang Huan hesitated after reading it: "Xiyin, it's not that I don't want you to go to the operating room of the trauma center, it's mainly that the teacher and Sister An Ruo don't want you to continue to eat medicine." ”

That's why it's made it clear that no one is allowed to give you exceptions! ~”

"You also know Teacher Zhou's temper, although Sister An Ruo is soft-hearted, but the teacher doesn't speak, I don't dare to go too far!" Wang Huan spoke about his difficulties.

Zhou Xiyin's father is her mentor and former head of the trauma center, and she is currently a tenured honorary professor of the trauma center, the most core expert!

"Teacher Wang, I didn't make an exception, this is the rule of the hospital and the school."

"The students of this hospital and the university are eligible to participate in the graduate skills competition of the five regions or the national graduate skills competition, and the corresponding departments of the hospital should facilitate and support them." Zhou Xiyin's peach blossom eyes kept flickering.

Although the tone is soft and glutinous, the mouth is ten thousand unconvinced!

Wang Huan nodded when he heard this, looking at the girl who grew up by himself, it is difficult to say whether he is a junior or a junior sister: "Xiyin, you said you, isn't it good to be a charter wife steadily?" ”

"With the family background that the teacher and Sister An Ruo gave you, why do you have to eat this bowl of hard rice?"

People from well-off families generally don't come to study medicine because it's too hard!

People from extremely poor families are also not suitable for studying medicine because the training cycle is too long.

"Mr. Wang, that means that I am either relying on relationships or following the normal procedures of the hospital, and I want to enter the operating room of the trauma center for shadow study, is it no problem?" Zhou Xiyin only asked about the key parts.

"Shein, why are you doing this?"

"Even if you come in, the people in the operating room know you, and even if other professors give you the opportunity to operate, how is this different from you in the skills training room?"

"It's not that you don't know how harsh Teacher Zhou's requirements are, it's impossible for you to find a teacher who is willing to take you!"

"Those who have the ability to take you, and most of them know Teacher Zhou, and they definitely don't dare to take them."

"I can't take you, it's useless for you to follow?"

"Moreover, the follow-up learning is different from the admission training in the operating room! ~" Wang Huan continued to persuade, she actually felt that if Zhou Xiyin had a dream, she could boldly chase it.

Art, travel, life, poetry, which one is not better than being in the hospital?

"It's okay Mr. Wang."

"I always hear people say that the trauma center in the hospital is a mecca for medical learning, and even professors from other hospitals are willing to come and watch it. Naturally, I'm curious. Zhou Xiyin said very firmly.

Her father is very good, she has heard people say that he is very powerful since she was a child, and now, the identity of the people she has seen is getting higher and higher, and the identity of the people she meets is becoming more and more high-end, but they still have special respect for their father!

"Okay, I'll let the teacher know first, if he agrees." Wang Huan didn't dare to make a decision.

Zhou Xiyin frowned instantly: "Teacher Wang, I didn't come in through Professor Zhou's relationship and back door, this is the rules and regulations of the hospital, why do I have to report to Professor Zhou?" ”

"Professor Zhou is not the head of the trauma center now!"

"According to the rules, even the director of the trauma center should not deprive me of my right to study, because I am not wrong!" Zhou Xiyin argued......

Wang Huan listened to Zhou Xiyin talking about Professor Zhou, and suddenly felt an inexplicable taste in his heart.

……

"Brother Xian, do you want to participate in the Provincial Skills Competition?" On the afternoon of June 4, the fourth day of Fang Xian's visit to the trauma center, at dinnertime, he saw Li Qiu sending him a message and asked like this.

He had only seen Li Qiu for a few days, and Fang Xian seemed to feel that the figure of this good brother was relatively vague.

The year-end assessment is a kind of competition among the students in the major teaching hospitals, and the upcoming skill competition after the year-end assessment is a kind of competition for the students in the major teaching hospitals, and the competition is the comprehensive teaching strength.

If it was before, Fang Xian thought that he would definitely go up and gain knowledge.

But now, Fang Xian thought about it carefully and replied: "Old ball, I won't participate in the skill competition!" You go find other brothers to team up. ”

"Are you going to compete in the Central China Division?" Li Qiu suddenly remembered that Fang Xian's current skills seemed to have barely touched the threshold of the Central China Division.

Provincial skills competitions are generally prepared for master's students, while graduate skills competitions in central China are mostly for doctoral students, and the threshold for participation is very high, and at least 3 level 3 of junior college skills are required to have registration qualifications.

This is a specialist skill, not a basic medical skill, such as debridement, suture, incision, etc., and is not counted.

In other words, generally only the best among the doctoral students will participate, and it is a good time to make a difference.

After getting good grades, not only the medical association will give rewards, but also schools and hospitals will give a lot of bonuses.

It's just that Fang Xian felt that he didn't need to participate, it wasn't that his family was absolutely rich and he wasn't short of money, but that Fang Xian thought that he hadn't reached the time to earn money.

The family is not wealthy, nor is it absolutely poor.

Compared with participating in the competition to get good results and get more bonuses, the opportunity and foundation to improve your strength are the most important.

Fang Xian, who has worked hard, knows very well that rewarding efforts are hard-won, and the more realistic situation in this world is that sometimes even if you work hard, you still can't get enough, and you are satisfied with the return.

Compared to before, Fang Xian thought that his diligence was no less than that of any of the 'brothers' in the department, but so what?

Hard work is the simplest kind of investment.

Qualifications and resources are the key to the progress of learning.

The opportunity to work hard to improve yourself is far more important than the so-called bonus.

Can the bonus support a family? Not enough, but capable!

Fang Xian was already so sure in his heart: "I don't go to any games, you think too much, old ball." ”

"If I were to compete, I would definitely find you to form a team!"

Provincial skills competitions and regional skills competitions are both team systems, not individual heroism.

After all, the medical process is a teamwork, not a solo dance.

"You ask me to form a fart team, the provincial competition is not limited to majors, and the regional competition is limited to majors, and I can't go where you go."

"Farewell!" Li Qiu replied with a fist-hugging expression, obviously not believing that Fang Xian would not go to the competition.

Fang Xian didn't go back, there was no need to explain this kind of thing in detail, just do it yourself.

Is it important to learn from bonuses?

The answer is obvious!