Sleepless Doctor

　　 At this time, Wu Mian was sitting on the ground, with his back leaning against the wall, as if it merged with the wall and became a part of the room.

　　 This is the price to be paid to see the patient. What he sees and touches becomes a vast amount of information that enters the brain and stores it, which pops out from time to time and becomes a burden and torture in life.

　　 There are some things that cannot be done, and some things must be done. Wu Mian didn't have the kind of thought that even thousands of people would go for it, just face it if he can't escape. Not to mention the old relationship with Secretary Wang, Wu Mian couldn't stand by just seeing a patient with myocardial infarction.

　　 said that, but the price to bear after seeing a doctor is too great. So Wu Mian didn't go to the freshman year of the doctor, but secretly hid like a wounded beast, licking his wounds.

　　 This is just a glance at the patient through the sunglasses, and there is not much redundant information. If surgery is performed, insomnia and pain will be worse after surgery. At that time, Wu Mian would be more irritable and more distressed.

　　 A black notepad is placed on the floor, with a line of words like dragon and phoenix dancing on it-there are still 225 days to liberate, my parents are urging today...

The word after 　　 has not been written yet, Wu Mian seems to have an instinctive resistance to memories.

　　 [I'm still the same boy before, without a trace of change...]

　　 The phone rang, Wu Mian took a look, it was Wu Zhongtai's call.

"dad."

　　 "Your Uncle Wang has already entered the operating room. Dean Xue personally arranged this. Director Gao performed the operation."

　　 Wu Zhongtai's voice came out, and the phone side was a little messy.

　　 "Well, I have arranged everything, don't worry." Wu Mian said lightly.

　　 "Wu Mian, what is your relationship with the First Hospital of the Medical University? Why did Dean Xue come here in the middle of the night?"

"Dean Xue is a long story, so I'll talk about it another day. Director Gao, the year before last, on January 22, at the annual meeting of the Imperial Chest Pain Center, Director Gao fainted in the meeting room. The emergency rescue I did was...save him A life?"

　　"..."

　　 "Don't worry, Dad. Director Gao's level is not bad, Uncle Wang should be fine."

　　 "Oh, that..."

　　 Wu Zhongtai thought for a few seconds, and there were countless things to ask, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say.

　　 "It's okay, I hang up, and I panic tired."

　　 "Oh, eat your meal and then go to bed, don't be hungry." Wu Zhongtai exhorted.

"Dad, if Dean Xue pulls you to eat at night, you should drink less. Don't think that you owe them much favor, I am here. You are over fifty, and drink a catty of wine, I think I have to go The provincial capital rescues you. Trouble you, save me some snacks."

　　 "You kid, someone will rescue your uncle Wang..."

　　 "Uncle Wang's situation is special, and diagnosis is the most important thing. Besides, Dean Xue's side... By the way, if he wants to come to me, you must not just agree."

　　 The phone side went silent, and there was a faint sigh.

　　 "It's okay, I'll hang up. Uncle Wang will only be able to minimise me after the operation."

　　 Hanging up the phone, Wu Mian seemed to "forget" the matter, sitting in the silent night, fighting against the torture of fate alone. Persevering in writing a few simple, sloppy words on the notepad, Wu Mian put it in the pocket of the khaki trench coat.

　　 My own problem is very serious, Wu Mian knows in his heart. After trying various methods, he is no longer willing to wait any longer. Discuss with Chu Zhixi for surgical treatment in the next year to cut off the frontal lobe and other parts of the brain.

　　 The specific surgical procedure, Wu Mian has not designed yet, he has already planned for the worst. But the worst thing is not to die, but to become the living dead.

　　 So he starts from making a decision, and writes a paragraph or a few paragraphs in his notebook every day to record what he has done during this time. If a person can survive but completely lose his memory, perhaps this can help him a little bit.

　　 Writing less and less time on the notepad every day, Wu Mian's mood became calmer and calmer. Death may be a good home.

　　 After 2 hours and 32 minutes, the phone lights up and a WeChat message is sent over.

　　 Wang Zhijian’s operation has been completed, and the postoperative situation is very satisfactory, saying that he can go home after a few days of nursing care.

　　 This is expected. Wu Mian has a full understanding of interventional surgery in the Department of Circulatory Medicine of the First Hospital of the Medical University, and also has an understanding of Wang Zhijian's condition.

　　 Ye, it just passed.

　　 Wu Mian had no sleep all night.

　　 Fortunately, he is used to it, and meditation can also give him a moment of respite, so that his life will not be chaotic.

　　 After breakfast, Wu Mian brought that exquisite suitcase to the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and walked to the medical department with his eyes closed according to the guidance of Section Chief Duan yesterday.

　　 Although the Chinese Medicine Hospital is not large, the agency is still a small building. The medical department is on the first floor, enter the gate, and on the right hand side of the hall is the medical department.

　　 At the end of the corridor, on the left is the bathroom and the section chief’s office. The large room on the right is the office of Wu Mian and several staff.

The door of the medical department is still equipped with old and worn-out door locks. Although it is not a heavy open lock, Wu Mian feels that the effect of locking the door is very poor. He can open all of the hospital with a pack of instant noodles. The door to the office.

　　 Give the box to Section Chief Duan, please send him to the operating room, and say hello by the way. Although Wu Mian said no, she was always honest. Some habits started on the day I became a doctor, but I can’t get rid of them.

　　 entered the house, opened the window, the leaves were whirling, and the fresh air came in with the rustle. On the opposite side is the former family building, which is now mostly rented out.

　　 There is a family where a man and a woman are arguing. It seems that the man has been playing games and is not earnestly earning money to support the family.

　　 There are several families making breakfast, and the fragrance of northeastern rice diffuses.

Opposite 　　 is a breakfast shop, and the sound of deep-fried dough sticks is endless.

　　 The fireworks in the world, Wu Mian didn't feel noisy, although the sound evoked more complicated memories.

　　 He sits in a chair by the window, silent like a mascot.

　　 As time passed, the Chinese Medicine Hospital gradually had some voices.

　　 There are only 4 heads in the medical department, and Wu Mianjia has only 5 people. Responsible for medical affairs, science and education, infection, etc.

　　 This level of hospitals can have a full-time medical department is considered very "regular", more primary hospitals medical department chiefs are part-time clinical directors. Not only that, but even the dean is also the clinical director. This is the case for Bajingzi. Dean Zhou is the director of the First Department of Surgery, mainly doing urinary surgery.

　　 Colleagues came to work, knowing that a new deputy chief had arrived, they all looked at Wu Mian with curious eyes. The so-called colleagues have only 2 people, both of whom are middle-aged eldest sisters. An older sister greeted him, but Wu Mian just nodded without saying a word.

　　 This person is really arrogant. Although the eldest sister looks at him handsome and has a good impression, she is angry with her hot face and cold ass, and she simply ignores the young deputy chief and is busy with each other.

　　 Drinking tea and reading newspapers, this was a work project many years ago. There are almost no paper newspapers now. Everyone is swiping their phones, reading gossip or visiting Taobao.

　　 The days are leisurely, and the birds call from the forest outside, and there is a sense of elegance.

　　 "Xiao Wu, come here." Section Chief Duan said at the door.

　　 "Oh." Wu Mian recovered, stood up and walked out.

　　 "I sent your things to the operating room, don't worry. We have poor conditions here, are you still used to it?" Section Chief Duan asked mildly.

　　 "Very good, I was fine all morning." Wu Mian said, "I see that the medical department of the Imperial Capital Hospital is busy early in the morning, and there are countless disputes."

　　 "Hahaha." Section Chief Duan was a little proud, a small place has the advantages of a small place. From nine to five, there is no 996 at all. The capitalists want to exploit, but now it seems they can't exploit a place like Bajingzi.

"I found a job for you, young man, don't be too idle." Section Chief Duan said, "After a long time, it is easy to ruin people. Besides, I have two or three years to retire, clinical affairs. You still care a lot, especially the relationship with those directors should be maintained now. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 "I don't drink." Wu Mian refused directly with a cold face.

　　 "You weren't allowed to drink, there was an operation in the surgery today, and a new doctor was scolded and crying. Go see what's going on and adjust it."

　　 "Cry? Good luck!" Wu Mian said.

"Who knows, the call from the operating room. Go and take a look, comfort and comfort, young man, I'm high-spirited, don't think about it for a while." Section Chief Duan said, "It's a young doctor who graduated with orientation, go and see Bar."

　　 Wu Mian nodded, turned and left.

　　 "Can you find the operating room."

　　 "Yes, let me take a look."

　　 "Be gentle, don't think of troublesome kids!" Section Chief Duan finally exhorted him tirelessly.

　　 The training model of rural oriented medical students started in 2010.

　　I have seen the prosperity of big cities and have a better future. How many people still want to go back to the countryside? However, since it is an orientation student, there is a subsidy at no cost to go to school, and it is necessary to come back.

　　 Since the graduation of the first batch of orientation students, breach of contract is not uncommon.

　　 In the beginning, there were a few defaults. Now, the number of defaults is increasing. Oriented students would rather breach the contract than come to the rural or township hospitals. This has its own truth, and it is difficult to directly say who is wrong.

There is a reason why the country has set up this policy of oriented doctor training. The vast rural areas are too short of doctors. In the rural areas of the central and western regions, villagers in many places can see a doctor after seeing a doctor. .

　　Bajingzi is a good place. After all, it is part of Linzhou, and it depends on the provincial capital. But even the urban-rural fringe like Bajingzi has such a downright appearance, not to mention the real countryside.