Whether it was Dr. Jiang or Dr. Lin, they acted as Xie Wanying said. Some medical students put forward more accurate judgments, and they not only accepted but were very happy.
The teacher of Guoxie is a great doctor and sincere, so he will not be jealous.
It seemed that she was not acting recklessly, she had anticipated the teachers' reactions, she was smart, and she understood the thoughts of the clinical teachers better than him.
Hearing that her words hit the point, Yue Wentong was dumbfounded.
He has many elders who are doctors, but why can't he understand the psychology of the teachers.
"Why do you want to be a doctor?" Yue Wentong asked, wondering what her answer would be, feeling that her answer should be different from his and many medical students.
"Being a doctor is a very happy thing." Xie Wanying blurted out.
Being a doctor can save people. Saving people is the greatest and most meaningful thing in the world. Doctors do it every day. Isn't it very happy
There was a buzzing in Yue Wentong's mind, and he was shocked by her words: because he never thought that being a doctor would be a very happy thing.
What does being a doctor mean to him? Inherit the dreams of parents and live up to the expectations of the elders.
Being a doctor has a good image, status in society, and respect.
As a doctor, the salary is very good, and I am not afraid of losing my job.
People say that the older the doctor, the better.
All kinds of reasons are listed, and there are advantages of being a doctor everywhere, but it is not as happy as she said to be a doctor.
While speaking, the ICU arrived.
A group of people sent the patient to the ICU.
The ICU is under closed management, and the patient's family members cannot enter it, especially for a seven-year-old child, Zhengzheng. Xie Wanying had no choice but to take the child outside. After thinking about it, I called my brother and asked if I could take Zhengzheng somewhere to sleep, such as in her student dormitory.
The squad leader didn't come out, he couldn't borrow a phone, and he didn't have a cell phone. Xie Wanying thought about what to do, went to the ICU to borrow a phone
It happened that the anesthesiologist came out after handing over the patient in a blink of an eye. Seeing her appearance, he seemed to guess her difficulty, and said, "Do you want me to lend you my mobile phone?"
The person in front of her, whom Xie Wanying had recognized before, was Dr. Zhang whom she had met more than three years ago. The second senior sister had reminded her to be especially wary of the one.
Trust me, Xie Wanying doesn't want to talk to this person, but—
"Thank you." Seeing the child yawn, Xie Wanying chose to borrow her phone from this person.
Dr. Zhang lent her the phone.
Xie Wanying dialed her brother's phone number: "Senior brother, it's me."
Huang Zhilei asked, "Where are you now?"
"Zengzheng's father has finished the operation and is now in the ICU."
Opposite Huang Zhilei was in the emergency department, updating Dr. Jiang and Dr. Lin on the latest situation.
Dr. Lin was unlucky today. He was supposed to leave work at six o'clock and hand over to the night shift. If he was busy, he wouldn't be able to go home after twelve o'clock. Because of Zhang Xiaohui's matter, he was afraid that Zhang Xiaohui would mess with the patients when he was not around, so he re-examined the patients Zhang Xiaohui had treated for him.
Dr. Jiang was also unlucky. He was there when the incident happened. He was afraid of being dragged into the water. After leaving get off work, he came back from home after dinner to ask about Dr. Lin and the patient.
Now that they heard that the patient's operation went well, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Look again, a certain person's phone continued to fail, and Dr. Lin was about to roll his eyes.
"Is it true that Zhang Xiaohui has more than one mobile phone?" Dr. Jiang seemed to remember something when he guessed.