"Hi, lady boss." Dr. Zhang said, "Is the medicine I mentioned last time available?"
"Yes, yes, ten boxes of imported amoxicillin, and you kept all of them for Dr. Zhang."
In this era, there is a huge gap between domestic and imported drugs. The effect of many antibiotics will be greatly reduced compared with foreign ones. Therefore, if people who understand in the hospital have this need, they will try their best to buy imported ones. Because even the hospital can't open it.
Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy good medicine.
Ten boxes of amoxicillin were put on the table by the proprietress, and I don't know what Dr. Zhang bought so much for.
"Doctor Zhang, for my friend's operation, he said he wanted you to give him anesthesia." The proprietress delivered the medicine while discussing with Dr. Zhang in a low voice.
Standing by the counter, Dr. Zhang counted the number of medicine boxes, as if he didn't hear what the proprietress said, when he turned his head and saw what the other two bought, he raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Which level of students are you?"
"Level nine or six." Without thinking too much, Xie Wanying and Yue Wen replied together. Because this person is obviously their clinical predecessor and teacher, of course they have to answer.
"Ninety-sixth grade, aren't you a student who just entered school?" Doctor Zhang was taken aback when he remembered, and then glanced at the two of them with a rather contemptuous gaze, "I just entered the door and thought I could be a doctor and go to the operating table ?”
The proprietress obviously wanted to curry favor with Dr. Zhang, and she followed suit, "Yes, I didn't know they were freshmen, so I thought they were interns entering your hospital for an internship."
"It doesn't matter if you can tie surgical knots after studying. I watch in the operating room every day, and there are very few interns who can actually go to the operating table." Dr. Zhang said loudly.
"Really?" the proprietress asked.
"It's great that the intern can stand by and help the chief surgeon get a retractor. Want to get a scalpel? Do you want to tie a surgical knot? Let's talk about it when you get a doctorate." Dr. Zhang said, "Even if you change the medicine to deal with a trauma on weekdays, you can't get it The doctor will not give you this alone opportunity."
"Understood, after all, this is the National Association." The proprietress broke the truth in one sentence, "The requirements are very strict."
Regardless of other third-rate hospitals and third-rate medical schools, they can treat patients as guinea pigs for low-qualified and incompetent trainees, which is impossible for the National Association of China.
What the landlady said was flattering. Xie Wanying knows that even if it is the National Association, students with potential will definitely seize the opportunity to practice practical exercises. Because medical students do not exercise in the actual environment, it is even less likely to develop courage. On the contrary, Dr. Zhang seems to have a lot of opinions on surgical students. Generally speaking, any clinical teacher will encourage medical students to practice hard, instead of trying to beat new students like this Dr. Zhang. Somewhat strange
Since this teacher didn't want to see their newcomers, Xie Wanying left immediately after paying the money.
With the same prediction, Yue Wen hurried away together.
Seeing that the two medical freshmen did not leave a few words of flattery to him, Dr. Zhang patted the medicine box with his hands, not very happy, and said, "Young people nowadays are getting more and more arrogant, and their eyes are too high. As a result, their eyes are high and their hands are low."
"Yes, yes." The proprietress responded, and asked him again in a low voice, "Doctor Zhang, what I just asked—"
"What did you say?"
Xie Wanying who was gone didn't know what happened next. There was only one way back to school, and I walked to the small back door behind the hospital building with the monitor one after the other.
The iron gate was pushed open, and a tricycle rushed over, shouting: "Get out of the way!"