This Doctor is Great

at last,

After Zhou Mo communicated with the patient Fang Xiaozhong, the two sides decided to use the treatment plan for intestinal tuberculosis first.

The plan lasts for half a month to see if the effect can be slowed down.

if not,

Then consider Crohn's disease, and then use the Crohn's disease-specific 'rek' treatment.

The patient stayed in the hospital for two days,

and then discharged,

Continue to take the medicine as directed by your doctor.

...

...

Back to the duty room,

Zhou Mo heard Huang Yiming's mournful roar:

"Where's my pen?"

"Who took it?"

With that kind of aura, even if the chief director took his pen, he would scold him... said softly, "That's my pen, return it to me."

The corners of Zhou Mo's mouth turned up slightly, and he couldn't help laughing.

How to identify whether a doctor likes to steal pens?

It's very simple, just look at the pocket of his white coat - a poor doctor's pocket is full of openness; a rich doctor's chest has a rainbow on his chest.

It is not money that distinguishes TAs from rich and poor, but pens.

Rare things are precious, and pens, as hard currency in hospital departments, also have a very special passive skill: disappearing.

"Where is my pen?"

"Who took my pen!"

It may be the most frequent sentence in the department.

The disappearance of the pen can be said to be a major mysterious phenomenon in the department.

Comparable to Cthulhu.

So, has anyone conducted research on this mysterious phenomenon?

Then write a thesis?

Then send sci?

the answer is

--have!

Moreover, this sci paper is as high as 30 points! !

Outrageous or not?

Are you and your friends shocked?

This paper was brushed up by Zhou Mo yesterday, and someone posted an article to make complaints about it.

Article name:

——"Where are the blue and black pens lost in the department?" This 30-point SCI tells you the answer"

When Zhou Mo saw this article, he was shocked.

this paper,

What exactly is written like this?

The authors of the papers (Westerners), found the teaspoon (similar to the blue pen in the department) in the office, and couldn't find it!

Although they quickly bought a new batch, it was only a few months before they were gone again.

Then, a group of people couldn't help investigating, and then they were bald and whimsical, and they made a thesis. After searching, they found that no one was doing this thesis.

So they launched an investigation.

They purchased 32 plain stainless steel teaspoons with red markings on the backs of the teaspoon handles, distributed them equally among 8 tea break rooms, and inspected the teaspoons once a week for 5 months to assess the quality of the entire institute. Variation in teaspoon distribution.

After the preliminary research, the authors increased their capital investment and purchased 54 ordinary teaspoons and 16 teaspoons of better quality, which were numbered and distributed to each tea room. Proportions are allocated to tea break rooms with higher disappearance rates of teaspoons.

Subsequently, the authors checked and counted the teaspoons in the tea break room on a regular basis for 5 months.

at last,

After 5 months, they had a lot of data.

Finally, a dissertation is completed.

It was sent to sci and got 30 points.

Surprised?

Are you dumbfounded?

...

Zhou Mo posted this article to the group,

It didn't take long for the group to become lively.

When it comes to losing pens, there is really nothing to say.

"Seeing the pen, the hand is like a knee jerk reflex."

"I know it might not be mine, but it's very natural to hold it in my hand!"

"Although I don't have a pen in my pocket, all the pens in sight are mine when I need them!"

"The pen I borrowed from a colleague is the one I lost a few months ago."

"I lost the pen with my name on it, and my colleague picked it up in another campus more than 20 kilometers away...Anthracene! No, it happened by chance."

"A pen that came along with my ability is not easy to return."

"Isn't this an occupational disease?"

"Before I helped a teacher to record data, I dropped two pens in the ward in the morning, and I was restless all afternoon, feeling like I had committed a heinous crime."

"The director asked me the day before yesterday if someone would lend me a pen, and I instinctively took a step back."

Huang Zhichao: "Haha, I have thought of a way a long time ago - put the black refill into the red pen case, most people put it down after picking it up, hahaha..."

"Thank you for the reminder...be careful with your pen next time!"

"Thanks for the tip."

"Thanks for the tip."

Huang Zhichao: "..."

Gan!

I really want to slap myself.

There are also brain-opening ideas:

"Guys, are you interested in forming a team to carry out an epidemiological investigation of stroke disease in the general practice? Maybe you can publish a paper and get 30 points in SCI..."

"Add me one."

"Awesome, add me."

Zhou Mo sweated wildly as he looked at the actively participating colleagues.

However, maybe I can really come up with a paper, hahaha~~~

...

flash,

friday,

It's time for the New Year's Eve dinner in the Department of Gastroenterology.

That night, many colleagues, except those who were on duty, went to the riverside for a group dinner + stage performance.

The excitement is lively, but the atmosphere is actually a bit awkward.

Especially the medical students like Zhou Mo, who thought it would be better to end it as soon as possible.

However, it's not without its welcome moments.

For example,

lottery session.

Every lottery draw will attract everyone's attention and the atmosphere will be warm.

"Second prize, Zhou Mo!"

Suddenly, a voice made Zhou Mo tremble.

I wipe!

Cool!

Zhou Mo was pleasantly surprised that he won an award for the first time in his life to participate in the group dinner.

Wait, what's the prize?

What?

Foot massage machine?

"I……"

Zhou Mo stood on the stage with a huge box in his arms, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

Foot massager, what do I need it for?

It's better to drive a Cadillac to Wash the Foot City!

It can only be said that since the reform, the New Year's Eve dinner in the hospital has been shabby.

...

the next day,

early in the morning,

A bar guard shouted:

"Zhou Mo, there is a patient, you can pick it up..."

"okay……"

...

patient,

Chen Yi, 41 years old, an intellectual, a company executive.

She and his husband are both of the DINK family. When they got married in their 26s, they agreed not to have children.

The husband and wife have always felt that having a child will seriously affect their quality of life as a couple. Especially for women, the belly is deformed, the lumbar spine is dragged down, hormone secretion changes, and aging is accelerated...

etc,

Chen Yi could not accept this situation.

Also, she doesn't like children herself.

She originally thought that she could grow old together with her husband, loving each other.

As a result, in recent years, my husband suddenly said something like 'that child is so cute' and 'it's nice to have a child next door' out of nowhere.

Chen Yi naturally understood what her husband meant, she was very angry and cursed.

Then my husband changed and never mentioned it again.

Chen Yi was also happy to think that her husband still misses DINK just like herself.

As a result, a month ago, she learned a 'bad news'

——My husband actually had a child with a mistress.

this……

Chen Yi exploded in anger on the spot.

I cried.

scolding her husband.

The husband looked guilty and said: "I want a child, I suddenly like children, I'm sorry, but I still want a child..."

Only then did Chen Yi realize that she was too stupid.

Men are unreliable.

Dink, a man can afford it, because at the age of 50, he can still find a woman to have a child.

But women can't afford it. For a 40-year-old woman, the probability of pregnancy will drop significantly.

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