Zhao Yuan met Ren Min and Tan Siheng in the corridor.
The two are reviewing the situation.
Discuss the ligament reconstruction surgery Zhao Yuan just performed.
Tan Siheng has a relatively straightforward personality and summarized and evaluated his surgery in front of Zhao Yuan.
Tan Siheng pointed out several shortcomings, and Zhao Yuan benefited a lot.
It has to be said that Tianhua Hospital, as one of the top hospitals in the country, has hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
From Tan Siheng's professional comments, we can see that his attainments in sports medicine are definitely not inferior to his own.
Zhao Yuan has dabbled in a lot, but there is still room for improvement compared with top experts who focus on sports medicine.
"Xiao Zhao, I heard that you are an undergraduate?" Tan Siheng changed the subject and his tone became softer.
"Yeah, I won't graduate in half a year!"
Tan Siheng nodded slightly, "Do you have any ideas about applying for the medical school of Chung Yuan University as a graduate student?"
Zhao Yuan was a little surprised, "I have plans to take the postgraduate entrance examination. However, I plan to work first and then apply for a postgraduate degree."
"Although the hospital system recognizes on-the-job academic qualifications, the qualifications are still too high." Tan Siheng frowned and explained patiently.
"The School of Medicine at Chung Yuan University is Tianhua's talent training base. For doctors and nurses with outstanding professional performance, the hospital will send public funds to train them for further education. The final recipients will be full-time diplomas, which are much more valuable." Ren Min squeezed aside.
He winked and reminded Zhao Yuan.
"Director Tan is the vice dean of the School of Medicine at Chung Yuan University and a postdoctoral tutor in sports medicine. Let him guide you and you don't need to worry too much."
Seeing that Zhao Yuan was confused, Tan Siheng patted him on the shoulder.
"You still have to go through the process. In a few days, I will ask Xiao Ren to give you some internal information. After studying the information thoroughly, you can easily pass the written test. As for the later interviews, there is a lot of room for maneuver.
, we will make arrangements for you then."
"Thank you, Director Tan!" Zhao Yuan came to his senses and thanked him repeatedly.
Tan Siheng smiled at Zhao Yuan, turned around and left.
Ren Min knows his PhD supervisor very well.
Dr. Tan did not speak too clearly, but the meaning that should be expressed was already in place.
He hopes to let Zhao Yuan apply for a postgraduate degree in sports medicine at Chung Yuan University, and then he will personally take Zhao Yuan to participate in some topics.
Tan Siheng is a postdoctoral supervisor. Normally he only supervises doctoral students. He has never tutored master students in the past five years.
Now, an exception has been made for Zhao Yuan!
Ren Min silently lamented that the seniority hierarchy was about to get messed up, and when facing Zhao Yuan from now on, he would have to deal with him as a quasi-junior disciple.
Zhao Yuan adopted an attitude of not refusing or taking the initiative.
He has been planning his postgraduate studies.
Tan Siheng studied sports medicine, and his graduation thesis was cardiothoracic surgery.
He is also more interested in cardiothoracic surgery.
However, Tan Siheng's signal of goodwill made Zhao Yuan grateful.
There are so many good people in Tianhua Hospital!
…
Zhao Yuan arranged the operation for Hu Kang relatively early.
He knew that it would affect the ward round time, so he checked Chai Yuansheng in advance.
After the operation was over, he immediately came to the ward to examine his patient.
Whether the patient can fully recover, surgery accounts for 95%, and the treatment during the few days in the hospital accounts for 5%. It may seem like a small proportion, but it is related to the success of the entire operation.
Xu Yuan saw that Zhao Yuan still had no time to take care of him, so he took the initiative to walk to Zhao Yuan.
"Dr. Zhao, I feel very uncomfortable. Can you help me take a look?"
Xu Yuan is Liu Juanjuan's patient.
However, the relationship between the two was relatively familiar, so Zhao Yuan did not refuse.
"I've seen a few patients come to see you."
Zhao Yuan finished examining all his patients, and then took a look at Xu Yuan's condition.
Zhao Yuan walked to Xu Yuan's bedside and sniffed his nose.
His eyes fell on the cosmetic bag. Although Xu Yuan did not apply any skin care products, the fragrance still came from the cosmetic bag.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I didn't sleep well last night. My head feels dizzy. It feels like I'm being poked by a needle from time to time. It hurts!"
Zhao Yuan hesitated for a moment, "Close your eyes."
Xu Yuan looked at Zhao Yuan warily, "What do you want to do?"
Zhao Yuan said expressionlessly: "Let me rub it for you."
Xu Yuan closed her eyes and pursed her lips.
I didn't expect to be able to enjoy such treatment.
However, she regretted it the next second.
Zhao Yuan rubbed his palms to make them warm, then pressed two fingers on her temples.
A severe pain hit her and she almost fainted.
"Ah, stop it, do you want to kill me?" Xu Yuan opened her eyes, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and complained.
Zhao Yuan did not stop, "It will hurt a little at first, but you will feel comfortable gradually."
As expected, Zhao Yuan used a lot of force in the first few strokes, but gradually slowed down.
The force was soft and even, three heavy and two light. The warmth spread from Zhao Yuan's palm to Xu Yuan's skin, and she couldn't help but murmur happily.
"Wow, it hurt at first, but now it feels so comfortable."
Zhao Yuan explained patiently, "The muscles and blood vessels in your head are in a tight state, causing blockage. You must use force in the first few times to clear the blockage."
Xu Yuan only felt that her whole body was loose and melted under Zhao Yuan's palm.
"My right shoulder and back are often sore. Is there congestion? How about you help me unblock it?"
"..."
Zhao Yuan subconsciously looked around.
The patient, the patient's family, and the two nurses in the same room all looked at him and Xu Yuan with complicated expressions.
He slowly retracted his hand and said loudly: "I suggest you go to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and find a doctor who is good at massage, who can help you relieve these symptoms."
Xu Yuan almost stopped laughing when she saw Zhao Yuan's upright face.
"I heard that Hu Kang's operation was very successful. I would like to thank you on his behalf."
Zhao Yuan waved his hand, "You're welcome, it's my job."
Xu Yuan suddenly fell silent for a few seconds and said softly: "I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
Zhao Yuan calculated the time and found that Xu Yuan was discharged from the hospital faster than normal people.
"Congratulations! You are finally free."
Xu Yuan asked softly: "Can we be considered friends?"
Zhao Yuan did not hesitate, "Of course!"
Xu Yuan's eyebrows relaxed, "Then leave me your phone number."
Zhao Yuan smiled, picked up the pen in his chest pocket, wrote his mobile phone number in the notebook, and then tore the page to Xu Yuan.
"The mobile phone number is also a WeChat ID. I don't carry a mobile phone with me at work, so I can leave a message if I have anything."
Liu Juanjuan was passing by the ward with the folder in his arms and happened to see this scene, so he walked over.
"Dr. Zhao, do you have any objections to my treatment plan?"
Zhao Yuan shook his head, "No, no! Didn't I suture her wound? Let me see the recovery effect!"
Liu Juanjuan nodded, "Do we still need to check your suture level? Her prognosis is relatively good. She can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
Zhao Yuan nodded, "It's mainly because senior sister handled it properly."
"Director Tong seems to have something to do with you." Liu Juanjuan reminded.
Zhao Yuan slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my memory."
After saying that, he ran away from the ward.
Liu Juanjuan glanced at Xu Yuan expressionlessly.
Without saying anything, he walked out.
Xu Yuan pursed her lips slightly.
A woman's keen sense of smell can sense Liu Juanjuan's dissatisfaction with her.
But, so what?
…
Zhao Yuan returned to the office.
Sun Liang came over and said in a low voice: "Doctor Zhao, someone came to see you just now. He is very beautiful and said he is your classmate?"
"I got it! Thanks for reminding me."
Zhao Yuan took out his mobile phone from the drawer.
Liusha sent a message.
"I received a patient and I'm not sure. Can you come and take a look?"
Zhao Yuan hurried to the neurosurgery department.
As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I heard murderous and heart-wrenching scoldings.
"Do you think you are pretty powerful?
You dare to question the conclusion of the attending doctor after you have been employed for less than a month?
With your level of skills, you can only do the job of serving tea and pouring water!"
