This Doctor is Great

Holding the phone, Zhou Quan stared at Weichat, waiting and waiting, waiting for Zhou Mo's reply.

For 3 minutes, Zhou Mo didn't reply.

"Aren't I being explicit enough?"

"Do you want to explain the money directly?"

ring ring ring ~~~

Just then, his cell phone rang.

Unknown call.

Zhouquan: "Hello..."

Director Niu yelled and yelled, "Are you thoughtful? You want a paper? You want a fart! My student's paper, get the hell out of here!"

Zhou Quan was suddenly annoyed: "Who are you?"

Director Niu: "Who am I? I'm Niu Jianjun, come here if you have the ability!"

"Ah...Director Niu..." Zhou Quan was startled, and his tone became more gentle in an instant.

Director Niu snorted coldly: "Don't even think about the dissertation. If you are not capable, just think about it."

After speaking, hang up the phone.

"Beep beep beep~~" Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Zhou Quan was extremely disappointed.

The thesis, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

As for being scolded by Niu Jianjun, he was not angry at all. After all, he often scolded his students like this, and felt that it was natural for his superiors to scold his subordinates, and it was the truth of the world.

...

Zhou Mo's side.

Director Niu called him.

"Don't worry, I've already called and scolded him, and he shouldn't be harassing you anymore."

"Thank you, teacher."

"That's it, go to bed early... Don't touch that kind of academic misconduct, it's unnecessary."

"is teacher."

"By the way, I have some good news for you. Recently, the hospital is planning to promote the reform of training doctors and improve your treatment. By then, your subsidy can be raised to seven or eight thousand per month."

"ah?"

Zhou Mo was overjoyed!

This is definitely great news!

The income is more than one thousand, and it directly rises to seven or eight thousand.

It's so cool, okay?

This hospital can do it!

Zhou Mo quickly became confused again: "That's not right, Director, why is the hospital willing to promote this? It will cost a lot of money?"

Director Niu: "This has to be considered by the higher-ups, so you don't have to worry about it."

Chatted a bit, then ended the chat.

...

Director Niu here,

After finishing the call with Zhou Mo, another call came in.

It was a call from Professor Chen, a director of the Department of Gastroenterology.

"Hey, old cow, are you asleep?"

"Old Chen, what's the matter?"

"Haha, there is just one thing, I want to ask your opinion... I have a student here who has been attending for many years. Recently, I made a thesis and wanted to try to challenge the associate professor, but after submitting the manuscript, it was rejected, saying that Someone voted for it..." Professor Chen said with a smile.

Director Niu understood in seconds: "You're talking about the paper on gall-heart syndrome, right?"

Professor Chen: "Haha, Lao Niu, you are a sensible person... I am a student, I have been with me for more than ten years, I am honest, hard-working, but my talent in scientific research is average, and I lost a lot of hair in order to be promoted to associate professor , the baldness is worse than mine, it hurts me to see..."

Director Niu: "I understand what you mean, but to tell you the truth, I don't agree with this thesis. Zhou Mo is my student..."

Professor Chen: "Your student? Isn't he? He seems to be a free man, not one of his own..."

Director Niu: "No, I am going to accept him as a student, doctoral student..."

Professor Chen was startled: "Huh???"

Director Niu: "This student, this paper has been written for a long time. He stays up until 3 o'clock every day, rests for less than 4 hours a day, and loses a lot of hair. He is almost balder than me... I feel distressed..."

Professor Chen: "Old Niu, don't talk about it. I'm embarrassed to say it. Let's forget about the thesis. I'm sorry, I made you laugh..."

Director Niu: "Haha~~ we are both teachers, everyone understands each other, I invite you to dinner when I have time."

Professor Chen: "No, no, I'm the one who invited you."

After a polite meal, hang up the phone.

Director Niu clicked his tongue.

Fortunately, Zhou Mo published the paper faster than the others, taking the initiative.

...

...

Day 2, (Tuesday of Week 6)

Zhou Mo came to the cardiology department with joy.

The salary increase gave him great encouragement. Yesterday he searched the Internet for some news about the treatment of Gui Peisheng, and found that a small number of large hospitals have gradually increased the treatment of Gui Peisheng, and some hospitals even mentioned the threshold of 10,000 yuan.

However, more than 90% of the hospitals still treat Gui Peisheng very poorly, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are doing their best.

Someone asked, is irregular training okay?

OK!

But you can't take the attending test!

The premise of attending is regular training!

Walking into the duty room, I found several medical students staring at the 'ranking list' posted at the door.

"Hey, our four week king is here!" Huang Xinyi booed.

"What king of four weeks?" Zhou Mo wondered.

Huang Yiming: "Last week's evaluation, you are no surprise, and you are number one again, number one for four weeks, and king for four weeks!"

Zhou Mo sweated wildly: "I beg you, don't talk about it, this nickname is so embarrassing!"

at this time,

Xiao Tong walked in with a displeased face.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Mo was curious.

"I saw that Zhang Meifeng went to work." Xiao Tong said angrily.

"Ah? Impossible? She got away with that single incident last time?" Zhou Mo was surprised.

The last time the patient died, he also forged evidence to go to other departments for consultation. The family made a big fuss, and the police and investigation team all intervened. It was definitely not a small matter.

"I don't know, but I did see Zhang Meifeng just now." Xiao Tong squeezed out a smile, returned to his seat, and went to check the room with his things.

Zhou Mo and the others were at a loss.

In my heart: "Could it be that Zhang Meifeng has such a good relationship? Can this kind of thing be avoided?"

after an hour,

There is an answer to this matter.

"Big news! Zhang Meifeng was fired from the hospital and was just packing up and leaving!"

"Besides, I just got the news that Zhang Meifeng's license to practice has been revoked, and she won't be able to be a doctor in the future!"

Huang Yiming, who was always well-informed and approached people with "milk tea", shouted among the crowd of 10.

Now, the group suddenly became active.

"Wow, revoked practicing license?"

"Doesn't that mean you can't be a doctor in the future?"

soon,

Xiao Tong happily walked back to the duty room from the ward, his steps were brisk, and the words "I'm happy" were almost carved on his face.

Let out a bad breath!

soon,

Everyone saw Zhang Meifeng carrying a bag and taking away the daily necessities left in the department.

The back view of leaving is a bit bleak.

But no one sympathized.

...

12:00...

cooking time,

Zhou Mo opened the lunch box and just ate a few pieces of canteen mess.

"Doctor Zhou, a patient has come in..."

A gangster started to shout.

"Okay ok..."

Zhou Mo put down his chopsticks, closed the box, and continued to receive patients.

Patients and family members are waiting at the nurse's station.

Female, 29 years old, a white-collar worker.

He went to the emergency department because of sudden hemoptysis, and finally the consulting doctor diagnosed mitral valve stenosis.

The patient is the one who has already been diagnosed, and Zhou Mo doesn't need to find the cause so tediously.

(Mitral valve stenosis, the class representative boss is pictured above?)

After consultation, I learned that the patient had recurrent streptococcal tonsillitis and angina 2 years ago.

Obviously, this is the cause of mitral valve stenosis.

(Another common cause is rheumatic fever.)

The patient showed dyspnea during exercise, cough, mitral valve face, valve opening sound in the apex area...

In addition, Zhou Mo performed a color ultrasound on the patient's heart, and the final assessment determined that it was mitral valve stenosis.

For this patient, Zhou Mo first treated the hemoptysis: sitting, sedatives, diuretics, and lowering pulmonary venous pressure.

...

finished work,

It's already 13 o'clock.

Zhou Mo's stomach was growling with hunger, and he returned to the duty room, ready to find his own box lunch to fill his stomach.

result……

"????"

"Where's my meal??"

Looking at the empty desktop, I was at a loss, confused!

At the 2 tables next door, a resident doctor looked at Zhou Mo in a daze, and then at the lunch box next to him in a daze.

"Did I...did I eat the wrong meal?"

"..."

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