In April 2015, students in the third grade of junior high school imagined their high school life that was not far away; the newly debuted "little" idols were rejoicing for their first singing stage trophy; the "old" idols who were about to return
We are also ready to perform our best for our bank cards again. It seems to be a month with no new changes. If it continues like this, life in the future will be foreseeable.
However, there will always be butterflies flapping their wings, and there will always be forests facing the storm.
Ruge Hospital, a night that is about to be restless.
"What's wrong? You're so lethargic and uncomfortable?"
There is a spacious, bright and beautifully decorated staff restaurant. The board of directors is not willing to spend money on a staff dinner, and it is also the day when the salary has just been paid. However, Jin Zhixun, the resident doctor of cardiothoracic surgery, looks a little worried. There is a dinner plate on the table in front of him.
It was filled to the brim and not a single bite was touched.
"No, I've been quite healthy lately."
Gently patting his cheek, Jin Zhixun picked up his fork and rummaged through the plate slowly, trying to focus on eating.
"Why is that? Don't tell me you were broken up again?"
The person sitting opposite Kim Ji-hoon was not polite. While waving a spoon, he directly poked at Kim Ji-hoon's sad events two months ago.
"No! Nan Jiaen, can't you bully me one less time?"
Looking at the pretty face of the beautiful classmate and colleague across from him, Kim Ji-hoon couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Then tell me, what are you worried about?"
Nan Jiaen put down the spoon, reached out and snapped her fingers in front of Jin Zhixun.
When they were in school, the two of them were good friends like "exchanging friendly words" and "calling me daddy when I give in", so now they don't pay attention to politeness in the workplace.
"Our department currently has no section chief. You know this, right?"
Knowing in his heart that Nan Jiaen was caring about him, Jin Zhixun calmed down and began to answer the other party's questions seriously.
"Professor Jiang has retired, everyone knows."
Eyelashes swaying slightly, Nan Jiaen thought for a moment, and suddenly understood why Kim Ji-hoon was worried.
The chief of the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department of Luge Hospital just retired half a month ago. It is inevitable for the department to recruit a new surgeon to complete the replacement. This is nothing to worry about.
However, each chief surgeon usually has two or three student residents under his command, and the chief surgeon that Kim Ji-hoon and Nan Jia-eun followed before was the recently retired Professor Jiang.
Therefore, Kim Ji-hoon is almost certain that the "new person" will become the new teacher of the two of them.
Is it easy to get along with the new teacher, what kind of students does he like, what is his style in the operating room...
In the past few days, Jin Zhixun's mind has been filled with these questions, one thing every day.
Ruge Hospital is a new private hospital that has grown rapidly in recent years. It has a good reputation. The cardiothoracic surgery department is the hospital's flagship department and has a great reputation. This upcoming "newcomer" is indeed very attractive.
"Hey, what are you thinking about so much now? Look at me, I won't think too much about it until the new surgeon comes. It's useless to think about it now."
It can't be said that he doesn't care at all, but before getting the exact news, Nan Jiaen decided not to torture herself.
"You two... what's wrong with Zhixun? You look so ugly."
A new voice joined in, interrupting the conversation between Kim Ji-hoon and Nam Ga-eun.
"Senior Ji Eun."
"Zhien unnie!"
Sitting next to Nam Ga-eun, Liu Ji-eun waved his hand for the saluting Kim Ji-hoon to sit down, and touched the head of Nan Ga-eun who was holding his arms. Yoo Ji-eun opened the wrapping paper and took out the sandwich inside.
"Unnie, do you have any new news? About the new surgeon in our department."
Looking at Yoo Ji-eun with bright eyes, Nam Ga-eun stretched out her foot under the table and lightly kicked Kim Ji-hoon.
The information in the surgery department has always been well-informed. Liu Ji-eun is not only the instrument nurse in the surgery department, but also a very popular senior among the younger generations. She has a good temper and is good at talking. It is right to ask her for information.
"Don't you two know? The dean has already gone to pick him up today. You will see him when he goes to work tomorrow. He is a foreigner."
Liu Zhien bit her sandwich slowly, thinking about the news she heard from the head nurse this morning, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and did not notice the subtle changes in the expressions of the two residents.
As part of the exchange between the two hospitals, Rueger and Karolinska, the doctor named Lin Zengxian will work in the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department of Rueger Hospital.
27 years old, a fairly young chief surgeon of cardiothoracic surgery, and also has surgical emergency qualifications.
In his resume, he has been the chief surgeon of three heart transplant surgeries, and the survival rate of transplant recipients is 100%.
In the surgical video sent by the other hospital, you can clearly feel that this young surgeon has a level of completion that is not suitable for his age on the operating table, with mature skills, quick and smooth techniques, no procrastination, no hesitation, overcoming difficulties and adapting to situations.
The senior management of Luge Hospital also gave high praise.
Moreover, his surgical style is not rigid and he takes care of the team atmosphere. He is the type of doctor who is welcomed by the surgical department.
I heard that this person had published two articles in the "Lancet" magazine, and Liu Ji-eun was planning to find out and take a look at it when he had nothing to do in the evening.
What made her feel even more fortunate was that this foreigner's mother tongue was Chinese, which was the same as her close aunt Feng Lu.
Because of that aunt, although her Chinese proficiency is not high, she can still communicate with others and use some commonly used medical terminology.
After all, the device nurse and the surgeon are team partners who need to work together, so it would be great if there were no barriers to communication with each other.
Gudu...
The cell phone in my pocket beeped.
[Unnie, you are on duty today, so you should have a good meal tonight.]
It's a message from my sister.
[I know, don’t worry, you are the latest]
Buzz!
Before I finished typing the text I was going to reply, my phone started vibrating violently.
"I'm Yoo Ji-eun, please speak."
While answering the call, Liu Zhien looked at the corridor outside the restaurant. A bad feeling surged in her heart. It seemed that the air in the corridor was restless. Even the other people eating in the cafeteria noticed something was wrong and started to look around.
Exchange glances.
"A traffic accident occurred nearby, come to the lobby immediately!"
After one sentence, the call ended immediately.
"Unnie! What happened?"
Seeing Liu Zhien get up and run away, Nan Jiaen shouted at her back.
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Zhien rushed out of the restaurant.
After taking a look at Jin Zhixun who was still confused, Nan Jiaen pulled him and ran out with Liu Zhien.
"Senior! I'm coming!"
Running into the emergency room, which was full of tension due to the large number of injured people, Yoo Ji-eun rushed to the head nurse's side without taking care of her breathing.
"I remember Zhien, you know Chinese, right?"
Without waiting for Liu Zhien's answer, the head nurse took her arm and ran a few steps, bringing her to the dean who had just returned from an outing.
Next to the dean, stood a young man wearing a windbreaker.
Without speaking, the dean with a solemn expression nodded to the young man and at the same time extended his hand to gesture to Liu Zhien.
"I am Lin Zengxian from the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery. Please prepare for surgery immediately."