After returning to her office, Qiuqiu sat for a while, feeling a little headache.
Not because of being tired, or because of a difficult patient condition.
But it feels a little annoying.
What's the matter? She came here to see a doctor, not to see a doctor.
…
Around seven o'clock, when the sky was dark, Qiuqiu left the treatment building and went back to the dormitory.
When she was about to reach the dormitory building, someone who was also an intern student from the Federal University called to stop her.
The man seemed to have stood here specially to wait for her.
"Student Jiang."
Qiuqiu turned around, a little puzzled, "Is there something wrong?"
The man quickly introduced himself and explained the purpose of his visit. It turned out that at noon, Professor Mei contacted the students who were leaving together, asking them to communicate more and help each other more.
Another senior was selected as the linker, and said: Although you are not in the same class or the same level, you are all students in the healing hospital, so you should watch over and help each other.
And, the progress of the entire field, countless theories are produced through exchanges, and you each have your own strengths. During the internship in Qishi Sanatorium, you can exchange more experience and avoid detours.
When everyone heard it, they thought it made sense.
That promoter creates a small group and invites others to join.
Because Qiuqiu came back late, she was the last one to join the group.
"Student Jiang, in the near future we can discuss various situations of patients in the nursing home in the group. You are welcome to speak freely."
Qiuqiu felt that Professor Mei was really a second person, and the middleman he chose...was too formal.
"Okay, thanks for coming and telling me about it."
"You don't have to thank me, if there is nothing else, I'll go back first."
"goodbye."
After speaking, the boy walked away.
Harmful.
Talking to pretty girls is always so stressful.
After he left, Qiuqiu also opened the door of the dormitory.
As soon as I entered, the terminal vibrated. I can only say that Xueba is worthy of being a Xueba. After Qiuqiu joined the group, he found that several students began to scramble to discuss the force of "radiation" and the "unfavorable force" of the human body. What are the similarities and differences.
What methods can be used to eliminate or fight against, how to maintain the patient's condition, etc...
Since it is still just getting started, Qiuqiu did not participate in these discussions.
It was night, the curtains were opened, and the room was silently reflecting the light of the firefly moon in the sky. Qiuqiu sat at the square table under the moonlight, writing hard.
She has always been a hard worker.
The tip of the pen slid across the paper, leaving traces. Suddenly, the terminal beeped slightly. She glanced at it, her expression paused, and her eyes became gentle. She stood up and gently pulled up the curtains.
The moonlight disappeared, but a person comparable to the moonlight suddenly appeared.
It's the little panda.
He was also busy with the aftermath of the military department, and he didn't want to send a message at such a late night.
"However, I think you must not have slept." Who can understand yourself better than the person next to your pillow
Qiuqiu, the first-class contestant who stayed up all night, smiled embarrassedly, "It's still early."
No, it's only nine o'clock, who can sleep.
Mo Si was noncommittal, "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."
"Don't keep saying this nonsense, you know I can't sleep at this point." Qiuqiu rolled her eyes, "Are you busy today?"
"There are a few." Otherwise, a video would not have been delayed until now, "What about you?"
Mo Si was still more concerned about Qiuqiu's situation, "How did you feel on the first day in the nursing home?"