If you want to gain experience in a hospital, the best way is to enter a hospital as an intern for a period of time. He remembered that one of his high school classmates went to work at the Kyoto Second People's Hospital after graduation, and he was the envy of many high school classmates at the time.
If you can enter a large hospital in a first-tier city, you can earn hundreds of thousands a year just by hanging around. Once you become a deputy director or director, it is normal to earn several million a year. Compared with them, ordinary white-collar workers have
There is a huge difference in income.
This high school classmate was named Huang Shiguang. He entered the hospital after graduating with a master's degree in medicine and had been working for more than a year. Zhang Jun finally got Huang Shiguang's contact number after going through several other high school classmates.
During lunch time, he dialed the number.
"Hello, who are you?" Huang Shiguang's voice sounded strange after not seeing him for seven or eight years.
"Hello, my name is Zhang Jun. We are high school classmates, the one sitting behind you in the second grade of high school. Do you remember me, right?" Zhang Jun said with a smile.
The other party thought for a long time, and then said somewhat uncertainly: "Oh, it turns out to be Zhang Jun. Do you have something to do with me?"
Zhang Jundao: "I heard that you work at the Second People's Hospital. I want to go there and do an internship for a while. I wonder if you have any options."
"Hey, what did you say? I can't hear you, hello..." Huang Shiguang called a few times and then hung up the phone.
Zhang Jun on the other end was stunned for a long time, then shook his head and smiled bitterly. He knew that the other party must have hung up the phone deliberately out of fear of trouble.
"Oh, it seems I have to take action on my own!" He laughed to himself and prepared to go to the Second People's Hospital in person.
The Kyoto Second People's Hospital is located in a prosperous area. It has more than 2,000 regular employees and receives 5,000 outpatient visits every day. Tens of thousands of people are cured and discharged from here every year. Those who enter such large hospitals for internships are usually from famous medical brands.
In schools, the hospital will not accept a traveling doctor like Zhang Jun who has neither certificate nor academic qualifications.
But this doesn't bother him. Sometimes the main entrance is blocked, so you can go to the side entrance.
In the morning, Zhang Jun knocked on the door of the president's office of the Second People's Hospital. As the head of a hospital, the president of the Second People's Hospital enjoys bureau-level treatment. He is only fifty-one years old this year and is in his prime.
The dean looked quite authoritative and looked at Zhang Jun curiously. Not long ago, he received a call from the Ministry of Health, saying that a special person would come at nine o'clock in the morning and asked him to cooperate. Of course, he did not know that the so-called health official
Zhang Jun pretended to be a member of the department through the supervision system of the x brigade. He just borrowed the phone line of the health department. In fact, there was no such thing.
With a cold face, Zhang Jun put away the ID card from the National Security Bureau in front of the director and said: "I am Zhang Jun, a member of the National Security Bureau's special operations team. We suspect that there are terrorists hiding in this hospital and need to conduct a secret investigation."
, I hope your hospital can cooperate.”
The dean was shocked, terrorist! He quickly said: "Okay, the hospital will fully cooperate!"
Zhang Jundao: "These people are very well hidden, and their identity cannot be determined yet, so I have to pretend to be an intern and investigate them one by one. I would like the dean to help me go through the necessary procedures."
The dean said: "This is a small matter, easy to handle, easy to handle." Then he asked, "Comrade Zhang, how many terrorists are there? What do they want to do in our hospital?"
Zhang Jun said with a serious face: "Sorry, this is confidential. But I can tell you responsibly that these people are extremely dangerous! They must be eliminated as soon as possible!"
The dean nodded repeatedly and said: "If Comrade Zhang has any needs, you can ask the hospital and we will give our full support!"
Zhang Jun was very satisfied and said: "Thank you, Dean Cui, for your strong cooperation. I will definitely report it to my superiors and let the Ministry of Health record your merits."
"It should, it should." The dean laughed, but couldn't help but ask, "Comrade Zhang should not be the only one involved in this operation, right?"
"Of course, but I'm the only one pretending to be an intern. The others all appeared as patients and were distributed in every corner of the hospital." Zhang Jun was talking nonsense, but the dean was stunned for a moment.
"Okay, Comrade Zhang, thank you for your hard work!" the dean said, and then ordered the people below to apply for Zhang Jun's internship certificate as quickly as possible, and Zhang Jun was not required to provide any information.
An hour later, Zhang Jun received two sets of white coats and a badge. The badge stated that he was a fifth-year intern at Kyoto University School of Medicine and his name was Zhang Jun.
Kyoto University School of Medicine is the best medical school in the country, and he is very satisfied with this status.
In addition, Dean Cui also specifically asked the deputy dean in charge of human affairs to secretly cooperate with all Zhang Jun's requests. The deputy dean did not know Zhang Jun's identity as an "agent", so he regarded him as the dean's number one relationship
, so he was extremely polite to him.
Finally, according to Zhang Jun's request, he first entered the general surgery department for internship. In the director's office, the vice dean solemnly introduced Zhang Jun to the director of general surgery, and deliberately emphasized that Zhang Jun was personally arranged by the dean.
The director of general surgery has been in this position for more than ten years. He is as natural as a monkey. He enthusiastically introduced the situation of general surgery to Zhang Jun and asked if he had any requirements.
Zhang Jun smiled slightly: "Director Ma, I'm just an ordinary intern. I'm here to study. I don't need special care."
The director immediately said: "I understand, Xiao Zhang, you are a person who is willing to work hard in medicine, and you will definitely have a bright future in the future. Don't worry, I will let the most senior and highest-level doctors in the department take care of you."
Zhang Jun quickly got into the rhythm of his internship, cooking meals and going to work together with everyone. Because of his status as a "dean-relative", the doctors took special care of him, and he was able to observe every major operation in person.
The Second People's Hospital is very large, and some doctors don't know the people in other departments very well after working there for several years, so they have even fewer opportunities to meet. Therefore, Zhang Jun never met Huang Shiguang.
It wasn't until the third day that Director Ma called Zhang Jun to the office and said solemnly: "Xiao Zhang, a big shot is suffering from an emergency. Various departments need to conduct consultations. Do you want to go there?"
Director Ma was very satisfied with Zhang Jun's performance in the past two days. He found that this young man was neither arrogant nor impatient, he was serious about his work, and his occasional suggestions could hit the mark. Even he, an old doctor who had been working for decades, admired him.
So he wanted to bring Zhang Jun with him for this consultation, maybe it would be helpful.
Of course Zhang Jun would not refuse, so he followed Director Ma to a high-end ward. Most of the high-end wards in the hospital are reserved for cadres, and it costs hundreds or even thousands of yuan to stay there for one night, so ordinary people cannot afford it. After all,
There is no publicly funded medical care for the common people.
In the ward, a middle-aged man in his fifties was lying on the bed sweating profusely. He was surrounded by several officials-looking people, all of whom were anxious and angry. Some of them were yelling at the consulting doctors.
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"What do you do for food? It's obviously a stomachache, why don't you treat it?"
A director of the gastroenterology department said, neither humble nor arrogant: "Please don't be anxious. I think this stomachache is not simple. The cause must be found out. If you treat it randomly, you will cause trouble."
Another director of the neurology department said: "After questioning, the patient's pain was visceral, and it was not possible that the abdominal organs were twisted."
The urology doctor said: "The pain may also be caused by biliary stones, and a CT examination must be done."
While everyone was discussing, Zhang Jun and Director Ma walked in, and a doctor began to introduce his condition to him. Zhang Jun found that behind one of the fat doctors, a serious-looking Huang Shiguang stood.
He and Huang Shiguang had not seen each other for seven or eight years, but they could still recognize his appearance. Similarly, Huang Shiguang also saw him and quickly remembered that he was a high school classmate. He was surprised for a while, and then nodded slightly to him.
Zhang Jun smiled and turned to observe the patient. Seeing that the patient was in severe pain, he approached and asked, "What did you eat in the morning?" While asking, he felt his pulse.
As everyone knows, his approach is very taboo in the hospital, and the chief doctors don't say anything. How can he, an intern, do it without permission?
The fat doctor in front of Huang Shiguang glared and shouted: "What are you causing trouble like, an intern! Get aside!"
Zhang Jun's movements naturally caught the patient's pulse and ignored him at all. The doctor was relatively fat and was very angry. The fat on his face kept shaking. At this time, Huang Shiguang stood up behind him.
, the fat doctor is the chief physician of his department of gastroenterology and his immediate boss.
Just for a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Huang Shiguang's mind. He thought about his previous refusal to help Zhang Jun enter the hospital for internship, and even thought that if he could help the director vent his anger now, he would definitely be appreciated by him.
Wherever there are people, there is a world, and hospitals are no exception. A doctor can finally become a qualified doctor after three years of theory, one year of internship, one year of internship, several years of transfers, and countless examinations.
doctor.
Becoming a doctor is just the beginning. If they keep going through it year after year, those who are a little skillful and able to flatter people may be able to get promoted. But most doctors can only be a junior doctor in their whole life.
Physician, physician, attending physician, deputy chief physician, chief physician, every professional title is a barrier that blocks the steps of countless people.
Huang Shiguang had only been working for a year, but he had already seen too many intrigues, which had a great impact on him. After a brief thought, he stood up decisively, stared at Zhang Jun with a look of disdain, and said loudly: "You
A few days ago, you begged me to ask you to enter the hospital for internship through my connections, and I firmly refused. I didn’t expect you to come in anyway. I wonder whose path you took? You still graduated from Kyoto Medical College, huh! As your high school classmate,
I seem to remember that you are a student at Tunghai University, right?"
When the officials saw that Zhang Jun, an intern who had sneaked into the hospital, dared to treat the director, they immediately became angry. Someone pointed at his nose and shouted: "Get out of here!"
Zhang Jun sighed secretly. This Huang Shiguang was too powerful and devoid of any human touch. He was not angry, and stood up and said: "Your director's condition is critical. He can last for half an hour at most. If he doesn't respond in time within half an hour,