"Hello, Mr. Qi." Xie Wanying said.
Walking in front of her, Qi Yunfeng cleared his throat twice. Now he didn't know how to say what his grandfather taught him to ask her out for dinner.
"Are you here to visit the old man?"
After a slight pause, Qi Yunfeng nodded. She would know it sooner or later anyway.
"If you have time, please spend more time with the old man. He looks in good spirits now, but lack of oxygen is not a good sign. His pneumonia may suddenly worsen. Although his attending physician will give him better medicine immediately starting today, there is no guarantee that his condition will not fluctuate or become more serious during the course of the disease. The old man is old, and it is difficult for him to overcome these difficulties physically." Xie Wanying said.
Listening to what she said, I found that she was just as stubborn as the rumors in the National Association. She immediately believed that he came to consult her as a doctor about the patient's condition. I didn't expect that when he went to other places, he was just a patient's family member. Qi Yunfeng was stunned while listening, and then he listened carefully to the precautions she told the family members without missing a word, and nodded: "I know, thank you doctor."
"Don't worry too much. If you have any questions, feel free to consult your attending physician, Dr. Shen." Xie Wanying comforted the family as usual.
Qi Yunfeng opened his mouth, as if he had found an opportunity to speak: Can I discuss this with you?
Before he could finish his words, someone came in hurriedly and interrupted the atmosphere, forcing him to swallow back what he was about to say.
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It turned out that the man was Zhang Da Lao. As he walked, his white coat swung like a tornado, and he shouted to the three young men who had just arrived: "How is your work going?"
I don't want to see this King of Hell. Lin Hao, who had just been tormented by a dead person, was struggling and shouting in his heart. It is likely that there will be no good things when the King of Hell comes.
That's true. Do you think Zhang Yanluo will pity the three newcomers? Will he care about the frustration and grievances they suffered today? Or will he praise them for doing a good job?
You must be overthinking it.
"Keep quiet. It looks like you have the energy to continue working." Zhang Huayao walked quickly past the three of them and simply helped them draw conclusions.
"Three little ones, work hard and do your best. Zhang Yanluo doesn't care whether you live or die."
Ah? You want to come here to learn, and let Zhang Da Lao teach you like a teacher in the classroom or a clinical teacher before? No, no.
Now that you have obtained your qualification certificate and are a doctor, what kind of guidance do you need? The best guidance is in the clinic, and you are being guided every time you see a patient. You don't need Zhang Da Lao's guidance, because Zhang Da Lao can't compare to the fresh cases that can challenge doctors.
The three of them understood the meaning in Zhang Yanluo's eyes and had already made relevant preparations.
What Lin Hao regretted was what he had thought at the beginning. He was actually happy when he learned that he would be transferred to Guozhi for final study. Maybe he was thinking that he could go to Guozhi's ward like those internal medicine classmates, like in the past when he was in the Guoxie rotation department, and have the department teacher personally guide him.
As a result, the three of them were arranged by Boss Zhang, so you can imagine what bastards they were.
Actually, it’s not Zhang’s fault that he favors some over others. Several internal medicine students didn’t get their qualifications when they came to Guozhi. Unlike these three outstanding students, they automatically arranged their time to give Zhang the opportunity to use them directly.
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