Chapter 298: I can’t bear it for even a minute]



Chapter 298: Can't Hold Back Even a Minute]

Ye Qingyue walked in with her lunch box and saw four or five new faces in the office.

"Let's go, I'll take you around the hospital first."

Jian Jun said to the young men and women. Seeing Ye Qingyue coming, he introduced her, "They are new interns. I'll take them to get acquainted with the way first."

He then said to the intern doctors, "This is Doctor Ye Qingyue. Some of you may have seen her in the newspapers. Strictly speaking, she is now an intern like us, but this is only because the hospital is waiting for her to finish the college entrance examination. In a few months, she will be a formal doctor."

Ye Qingyue is not only one of the faces of the First Hospital, but also a representative of young doctors in the Department of Surgery. Naturally, Jian Jun has to introduce her well.

Lest these newcomers look down on Ye Qingyue because of her youth, just like he did in the past - and

end up getting slapped in the face.

Jian Jun had been caught in the rain, and hoped that these junior students would not follow in his footsteps.

"Hello, Doctor Ye."

The young interns greeted Ye Qingyue in unison.

"Hello you guys."

Ye Qingyue smiled and nodded to them, then walked inside with her lunch box.

When she passed these people, she noticed a pair of eyes falling on her. Unlike the curiosity of others, this pair of eyes concealed a stronger emotion.

Ye Qingyue looked back sharply.

Among the interns, the leading female intern made her eyes meet hers. She was a little flustered at first, but soon regained her composure and nodded to her as a greeting. It was

the first time Ye Qingyue saw her and she looked quite unfamiliar. After nodding slightly at her, she turned and went into the office.

After Jian Jun took the interns to visit the hospital, the office became lively again.

Qu Cui said, "Doctor Ye, the vice president is really here. It's the Tang Weijun you mentioned last time."

"Has he come to the hospital?"

Ye Qingyue opened her lunch box and listened to their conversation while eating.

"They said they came with the interns."

Qu Cui said, "He invited the dean and several directors out for dinner. We didn't see them. We just heard it from the people at the billing office on the first floor." "

I saw them."

A young nurse looked outside the door, as if she was about to tell a big secret, "And, do you remember that among those interns just now, there was one named Tang Wan?"

Qu Cui immediately remembered, "She was the one who spoke a little arrogantly?"

Generally, new interns would be more or less respectful to those with experience, and those who know how to deal with things would be more enthusiastic.

Tang Wan, however, was a little reserved and ignored them when she spoke.

Qu Cui originally thought Tang Wan was pretty at first sight and wanted to chat with her for a while, but was treated indifferently. Qu Cui was also a person with a temper, so she didn't bother to pay attention.

"Yes, it's her."

The young nurse said, "When Vice President Tang came to the hospital, he met these interns. I saw him take the initiative to talk to the interns, especially Tang Wan. The two seemed to know each other. They both have the surname Tang. Judging from their age, they are either father and daughter, or relatives."

She added, "I guess they are father and daughter. Their noses and mouths are quite similar!"

"So there is a backstage?"

The others became interested and chatted around Tang Wan.

Ye Qingyue listened to it. She carefully recalled the things in her previous life. Tang Weijun seemed to have a daughter, but she didn't remember her name. Maybe it was Tang Wan.

However, the way Tang Wan looked at her before seemed to be a bit of a scrutiny.

It was not a curious scrutiny, but a scrutiny of an opponent.

Ye Qingyue didn't like the kind of critical look that scanned her from head to toe.

However, she didn't know Tang Wan, so why would she be hostile to her?

The competitive spirit of young people?

Ye Qingyue didn't think much about it. No matter in the past or present life, when she was Tang Wan's age, they were not at the same level. She only had eyes for the scenery below and above.

As for whether there were people or how many people were by her side during the climb, it was not her concern.

She only cared about how high she could climb and whether every step was solid.

After dinner, Ye Qingyue went to wash the lunch box.

There was no outpatient clinic in the afternoon, so she had to go to the obstetrics and gynecology department to help. A pregnant woman was due to give birth, but the obstetrics and gynecology department was short of staff, so she went to help out and help monitor her.

"Hello, Doctor Xiao Ye."

The doctor who presided over the delivery was named Chen, a middle-aged woman with a gentle temperament. "I often hear Director Zhong mention you, and finally we have the opportunity to work together."

Ye Qingyue said: "It is my honor to work with Doctor Chen. Who doesn't know that Doctor Chen is the pillar of the obstetrics and gynecology department? I can learn a lot from going into the operating room with you."

She was not overly humble. Although the medical level was low in the 1970s, the top doctors at that time also had their own unique experience.

Ye Qingyue followed the old doctor into the operating room these days and learned some things that she lacked before.

"Haha, Doctor Xiao Ye is really sweet."

Doctor Chen smiled, and was about to say something else when a nurse came over.

"Doctor Chen, you can start preparing." The nurse said.

"Okay."

Doctor Chen smiled at the nurse, and then said to Ye Qingyue, "Let's go."

When changing into surgical gowns, Doctor Chen said, "Obstetrics and gynecology are different from surgery. Although natural birth is not as bloody as some thoracotomy and laparotomy, for us women, seeing the process of childbirth with our own eyes is a shock, especially for young girls like you. If you are scared and can't stand it, just tell me and go out quietly."

She spoke slowly and her tone was very gentle, giving people a sense of security.

"I know."

Ye Qingyue nodded. She had actually worked in the obstetrics and gynecology department when she was interning in the hospital before.

Before the internship in the obstetrics and gynecology department, they had watched the teaching videos of natural birth and cesarean section at school.

Many young students were frightened and cried when they saw the doctor cutting open the belly of a pregnant woman layer by layer in the cesarean section teaching video.

There were also students who were frightened by the scene where the doctor performed an episiotomy on the woman during a natural birth.

Although Ye Qingyue did not scream or cry like her classmates, her hands and feet were also shaking. She felt the pain of the woman in the video as if she were feeling the same pain.

Most of the students who reacted like this were female students. It was not because female students were more fragile, but because they were also women, they could better understand the pain of childbirth.

There was a resentful male student who thought they were making a fuss and said sarcastically in class that women were just making a fuss. If they were so fragile, why did they study medicine? They could just be nurses passing instruments by the side.

The teacher called the male student out and struck him with a pointer in his hand at lightning speed.

At that time, the boy fell to the ground, holding his legs and screaming. Ye Qingyue still remembers it.

The teacher asked him with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not broken. If it was broken, it would be more painful, that is level 10 pain. By the way, women's childbirth is also level 10 pain, at least several hours, or even more than ten hours-"

"What did you just say? Are you frightened?"

The teacher looked down at the boy who was crying and snot bubbles, "How long have you been in pain now, one minute? Why are you screaming so loudly? Are you frightened?"

From then on, no male student in their class dared to mock women for being frightened and too fragile in childbirth-

after all, none of them could endure the pain of a broken egg for more than ten hours.

Not even a minute.


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