Chapter 83 Hospital Resident Trainees (1)



Chapter 83 Hospital Resident Trainees (1)

As a science student, Bai Ye had a strong desire to study medicine when she took the college entrance examination.

At eighteen, I was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper, and I only thought that being a doctor was a very noble profession, saving lives and rescuing people from the clutches of death.

But when Bai Ye actually entered university, especially when he saw his fellow students in the medical school living a life similar to that of a senior in high school from their freshman year, he was dumbfounded.

He even pulled out the course schedule for one of the medical school majors, and looking at the densely packed courses, he felt a chill of fear.

Even worse, at the end of the semester, the section of the library belonging to medical students was filled with blank expressions on everyone's faces.

He once secretly flipped through one of the medical students' books while he was getting hot water. Good heavens, the lead type and handwriting on the book were almost level.

Those who advise others to study medicine will be struck by lightning.

And now, completely unaware of what was happening, I've become a resident physician at a top-tier hospital?

Bai Ye couldn't help but wonder if she, with her mind completely blank, could do a good job.

While I was lost in thought, a girl at the desk opposite me spoke up, "Bai Ye, hurry up and get to work. This is all for today. If you don't finish, you'll have to work overtime."

"What did you say?" Bai Ye was shocked. This stack of papers was so thick, it would take at least three days to finish.

He looked at the other person and couldn't help but say, "We came in legally, to enjoy the labor law, right? How can you exploit us like this?"

The girl opposite him looked equally shocked. "Dude, you're here as a resident trainee, and you still want labor laws?"

"..."

“Look over there, those two have been working overtime for three days in a row.”

Bai Ye turned around and saw two boys with similarly youthful faces at another row of desks not far from him. They had dark circles under their eyes, but their typing speed was not slow at all.

After watching for a while, I turned to say something to the girl opposite me, but she also started typing away on her computer.

They were currently in the inpatient ward's duty room. Based on the brief conversation, Bai Ye knew that he, as a resident trainee, had entered the hospital at the same time as the other three, and today was only his third day.

The specific tasks have not yet been fully arranged, and there is no sign of departmental rotations, teaching rounds, or clinical case discussions.

But the work was arranged immediately on the first day I arrived at my post.

Each person has their own desk and computer. Nearby are several months' worth of patient admission records that need to be entered into the computer, as well as various trivial matters that need to be handled every day.

Because of the heavy workload, they needed to be on duty in the duty room for at least 16 hours a day, and they also took over the night shifts.

Originally, a department needed at least two doctors on duty, but now?

One doctor, four resident trainees – perfect!

Bai Ye knew nothing about organizing electronic medical records, so he shamelessly knocked on the table opposite the girl and asked for help.

"Bai Ye, you've really wasted eight years of your studies; you've forgotten even this."

"Forehead……"

"You could change your major back in freshman year, but you didn't seize the opportunity. Instead, you foolishly followed us to take the postgraduate entrance exam. You were incredibly lucky; you barely made it into the cutoff score..."

The girl kept talking and giving instructions nonstop, her movements were quick and efficient, she was clearly a top student.

Bai Ye then realized that the other person and "himself" were actually classmates.

However, he was the top student in his major, while he was almost at the bottom.

Was it just good luck, or maybe I had some connections that I couldn't talk about? Anyway, I successfully completed my postgraduate studies and got into this top-tier hospital.

He glanced at the other person's name tag: Kong Yuehan.

Having received the guidance, Bai Ye thanked him sincerely, "Dinner will be on me later. Just tell me where you want to eat."

Kong Yuehan stared at her computer screen, her hands still busy. "No way. My workload is three times yours, I have to work overtime too. I'll skip dinner and order takeout."

"three times?"

"Yes, it was arranged by Teacher Lin. She said that those who are capable should do more."

After saying that, she added, "Zhang Tao and Ding Yue are even worse off because they can make PPTs, so Teacher Yao has given them both the speech and presentation for next week."

A boy across from me suddenly looked up and said, "Stop talking. I want to slap myself right now. I shouldn't have shown off."

"Ding Yue's speech draft was returned three times, each time with different questions. The fourth draft is due to be submitted tonight."

A boy next to him chimed in, then looked in Bai Ye's direction, "Bai Ye, you're so smart. You pretended not to know anything as soon as you came in. Teacher Yao and Teacher Lin didn't assign any extra tasks since there was nothing to exploit."

When I was in school, I was always eager to show myself off, working hard and striving to be among the top students in my major.

To get a few more points than others, they would rather get up in the middle of the night to secretly take the test.

After studying hard for eight years, I started to envy those who were academically weak and didn't do well in their studies once I entered the hospital for standardized training.

The three of them were filled with mixed emotions, and felt an indescribable sense of frustration.

Bai Ye immediately fell silent. It seemed that all four of them were from the same school.

Moreover, all three are top students.

Holy crap! I'm starting out as a complete academic failure???

Bai Ye tried to maintain a smile, picked up a patient record, and began typing.

They were fighting when they suddenly stopped.

"The Sixth Mental Hospital?"

Bai Ye stared at the top line of the paper, looking at those six words, dumbfounded.

Is he not a regular resident trainee, but a resident trainee in a mental hospital?

The difficulty has increased another layer...

The afternoon may seem long, but for some, it's just a time to eat melons, sleep, and chat. When they come back, they take off their work clothes and get ready to leave work.

"Teacher Lin."

Kong Yuehan suddenly called out to the other person, stood up and said, "Teacher Lin, I've almost finished my work here, I should be able to send you an email around midnight tonight."

Lin An frowned after hearing this. Midnight?

Isn't that bedtime?

So he waved his hand and said, "You're a newbie, so you need to be more meticulous. Once you've finished organizing everything, double-check it to make sure there are no errors. Being a doctor isn't just a job; we're dealing with living, breathing patients, and there's no room for mistakes..."

After giving me a lecture, he said, "Send it to my email at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Lin An left, and another doctor on duty also left, supposedly because of family matters.

The person left on duty was Yao Cong, who was Ding Yue and Zhang Tao's mentor. He was an attending physician with nearly seven years of clinical experience and was said to be very capable, with the potential to be promoted to associate chief physician in the next two years.

But this teacher, Ms. Yao, only took a quick look around the inpatient department before turning around and leaving.

He left with the message, "I'm on duty in the emergency room. If there's anything, call me."

At the Sixth Mental Hospital, doctors are in short supply, and staff in the inpatient department, outpatient department, and even the emergency department often work together on shifts.

But one thing is very humane: you get paid for working two shifts.

Of course, this benefit is not available to resident trainees. Not only is it not considered a formal salary, but the basic salary is also pitifully small.

Once Yao Cong left, the entire duty room was empty, except for the occasional nurses coming in and out.

At 6:15, all four people's phones rang at the same time, indicating that their takeout orders had arrived.

Bai Ye couldn't sit still any longer; her butt was almost numb from sitting for five consecutive hours that afternoon.

"I'll go downstairs and get your takeout. Also, I'll treat you to milk tea. What flavor do you want?"

We are all classmates, even if we are not in the same class, we are all alumni.

He had just entered the instance world and was still unclear about many things, especially his profession. He would rely on the three of them a lot in the future, so maintaining good school friendships was essential.

The four of them were fairly familiar with each other, and upon hearing Bai Ye's words, they didn't stand on ceremony and immediately told him their preferences.

Ding Yue: "I don't want the milk tea anymore, just bring me an iced Americano, triple espresso."

Zhang Tao: "I drink milk tea, brown sugar pearls with pudding, it's very sweet."

"Extremely sweet? Don't you find it too cloying?" Ding Yue chuckled.

Zhang Tao said nonchalantly, "Life is bitter enough as it is. Drink more sweet things to comfort yourself. I'm not as awesome as you. Being treated like a beast of burden is already miserable enough. You're rewarding yourself with a big cup of Chinese medicine."

"I'm so sleepy, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay awake."

Ding Yue felt that only the bitterest coffee was worthy of him during his residency training.

Bai Ye noted down the two people's preferences, then turned to look at Kong Yuehan, who only asked for a glass of lemonade, without sugar.

"Oh, and fill it with a whole lemon," Kong Yuehan added.

Bai Ye: "..." She's a ruthless person too.

Leaving the duty room, Bai Ye walked through the long corridor, passing by the nurses' station and casually greeted them.

After that, it was time to wait for the elevator.

Bored, he stood there looking at the floor plan.

My heart pounded wildly when I saw it.

There was no other reason than that the floor guide written on it was too familiar, so familiar that it reminded him of the time when he was a white-haired man.

"The Sixth Mental Hospital, the same floor plan, wait... the nurses' station I just passed by looks pretty similar too..."

Bai Ye felt uneasy. When the elevator reached the first floor, the doors opened, and he stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar lobby.

Coming to his senses, he immediately quickened his pace and ran towards the outermost outpatient hall.

Finally, standing at the security checkpoint at the entrance, staring at the tall, burly security guard with the stick, I almost wanted to go hide in a corner.

"It's true! It's the same security guard."

At first, Bai Ye thought it was just a hospital with the same name, but he never expected that this Sixth Mental Hospital was actually a service point for one of his errand services in his first instance.

Because it was his first time doing a night shift, he still remembers the name of the person he was running errands for: Yao Tao, a 68-year-old woman with intermittent schizophrenia.

Oh right, the doctor who registered me was named Lin Xiaojuan.

Bai Ye bought four drinks, each according to their different preferences, picked up dinner from a delivery point, and then headed back carrying two large bags.

While waiting for the elevator, he was still somewhat skeptical, or rather, he still harbored a glimmer of hope.

"It can't be that much of a coincidence, there's no way that could happen."

Bai Ye looked up at the elevator; it would take some time to get down to the first floor.

He turned his head and looked at the wall of doctors opposite him.

Go? Or not?

After much hesitation, I gritted my teeth and went over.

Standing in the middle of the wall of doctors, I barely had to look for it before I saw that familiar face.

Below the photo is a long description of the doctor's achievements.

Bai Ye, however, looked at Lin Xiaojuan's smile and lowered his gaze slightly.

"Lin Xiaojuan, Chief Physician, Department of Psychiatry."

Following that, there was a further description: Chief Inpatient Department Director, Ward 1.

Great, a return to familiar ground.

However, there seems to be some change in the timeline; it appears that Dr. Lin Xiaojuan has been promoted.

Moreover, he also manages the entire inpatient ward.

"etc!"

Bai Ye belatedly realized that he seemed to be in Ward 1 of the inpatient department.

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