Jiang Haichao walked into the internal medicine room. The doctors and nurses along the way hurriedly said hello, but Jiang Haichao had no time to pay attention and went directly to the internal medicine duty room.
When Jiang Haichao walked into the duty room, he heard a burst of yelling coming from inside. Several doctors hid at the door of the duty room and eavesdropped.
In the duty room of the Internal Medicine Department of Jiangzhong No. 2 Hospital, the attending doctor Wang Wenhui was pointing at a young doctor aged 23 or 24 and scolding him, spittle flying everywhere.
"Lin Yuan, what are you doing for me? Who gave you the right to prescribe prescriptions? You are a small intern doctor. Who gave you the courage to mess around? Do you still want to finish this internship?"
"This Lin Yuan is really ignorant. A trainee doctor dares to prescribe medicines to patients at will..." Several doctors eavesdropping at the door were watching the fun, and some even pointed at her from time to time.
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. They think they have learned medicine for two days and they don't know what is good or bad. They think they are Hua Tuo alive."
"What a bullshit doctor. He didn't know where he read two home remedies and he dared to use them. Now he's cured. Dr. Wang went crazy."
"Dr. Wang, I didn't open any house for the patient, just a cup of ginger syrup..." Lin Yuan defended softly with a look of helplessness on his face.
Although he was young, the hospital's insiders also knew that he would not prescribe carelessly. He just saw the patient's pain and couldn't bear it, so he made a cup of ginger syrup. Unexpectedly, he also provoked Dr. Wang to be more serious.
"Ginger syrup..."
Wang Wenhui snorted: "You are a medical student after all. I don't know that patients have many taboos. Not to mention ginger syrup, some patients also need to pay attention to their meals..."
Lin Yuan was helpless. How could he not know this? Although he was only an intern, he had studied medicine for more than ten years. His grandfather was a famous old Chinese medicine doctor, and his family was a royal doctor. But now that Chinese medicine is in recession, he
I applied for the Medical College of Western Medicine, and now I happen to be assigned to intern at the Second Jiangzhong Hospital. When it comes to certain common sense, Dr. Wang in front of me may not know as much as he does.
It's just that he has to bow his head when he is under the roof. His internship report will have to be signed by Dr. Wang in the future. If he really offends this Dr. Wang, it is still a question whether he can graduate this year.
"Dean Jiang!" Seeing the sudden appearance of Jiang Haichao, several eavesdropping doctors were frightened and greeted each other. They didn't know why Dean Jiang suddenly appeared in the department.
Normally, Jiang Haichao would naturally scold and show off as a vice-dean, but today he was not in the mood and directly asked a young female doctor close to him: "Is there a doctor named Lin in your department?"
Source’s intern?”
"Doctor Wang is scolding Lin Yuan inside." The female doctor pointed toward the duty room, and then asked cautiously: "Director Jiang, has Lin Yuan gotten into trouble again?"
The female intern's name is Chen Ying. She is a classmate of Lin Yuan and came to the hospital for internship together. Her face was full of worry when she was asked. Lin Yuan's life in the department was already difficult. Could it be that he was still in another hospital?
Is there trouble somewhere?
Jiang Haichao had no time to talk to Chen Ying, so he opened the door and walked in.
"Go down and write a thorough examination for me, and make a review tomorrow morning in front of the doctors and nurses from all departments." Wang Wenhui pointed at Lin Yuan and made his final conclusion.
"Doctor Wang has such great official authority." Jiang Haichao said directly.
"Dean Jiang!" Wang Wenhui looked up after hearing this and saw Jiang Haichao at a glance. He quickly smiled and strode towards Jiang Haichao: "Dean Jiang, why are you here?"
Jiang Haichao didn't even look at Wang Wenhui, but strode directly towards Lin Yuan who was standing there. Before he could reach him, a smile appeared on his face. The smile on his face was compared to the smile on Wang Wenhui's face.
The meaning is more intense.
"Dr. Xiaolin, I am Jiang Haichao, the vice president of the hospital."
Wang Wenhui, who had just extended his hand, was stunned on the spot. His body maintained the posture of extending his hand, like a fossil, and the scene was frozen.
A group of doctors peeping at the door also opened their eyes wide and were stunned. What is going on? Why is Dean Jiang so polite to Lin Yuan?
"Hello, Director Jiang, I am Lin Yuan." Lin Yuan was also a little confused. He did not know this Director Jiang. Although he had seen Director Jiang's photo in the hospital's information column, if Jiang Haichao did not
When he opened his mouth, he really couldn't recognize him at first sight.
"Haha, Dr. Xiao Lin is indeed a talented person. He looks very much like your grandfather." Jiang Haichao laughed and took Lin Yuan's hand as he spoke: "Your grandfather and I have known each other for a long time. After all,
Now I can be considered half of his disciple, if you don't mind, just call me Uncle Jiang."
"Nima!"
Wang Wenhui cursed angrily in his heart, wanting to scratch Lin Yuan's skin and give him cramps. You have a relationship with Dean Jiang and have an awesome grandfather. You should have told him earlier.
Thinking that he was reprimanding Lin Yuan just now, Wang Wenhui broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly changed his tone: "What Dean Jiang said is that Lin Yuan is indeed good. He is young, understands the importance and sense of proportion, and has a good eye. I was praising him just now."
Where is he?"
"praise!"
A group of doctors at the door were collectively petrified. Was that praise just now? The speed of Dr. Wang's expression changed almost as fast as that of a professional Sichuan Opera actor.
"Do you know my grandfather?" Lin Yuan looked at Jiang Haichao. Why didn't he remember that although his grandfather had good medical skills, he was not well-known. The old man was persecuted when he was young and became a little discouraged afterwards. He really wanted to remember.
, in fact, it can only be regarded as a master hidden among the people.
"We knew each other, but we lost contact later. I didn't expect that he has passed away. It's such a pity." Jiang Haichao sighed and said, "I only just found out that you are interning in our hospital, or you would have come here long ago."
As he spoke, Jiang Haichao also felt a little helpless. He, a dignified vice-dean, was so flattering to a young intern doctor. It would be a joke if word spread. But as his old classmate Xu Mingyuan said, a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor.
I just hope that this Lin Yuan really has some skills.
In fact, when he met Lin Yuan, Jiang Haichao was already a little nervous. Lin Yuan was too young. If Mr. Zhang hadn't come to prepare for the transfer, he would really have been undecided.
The patient is leaving anyway, so it’s always right to give it a try. Otherwise, everything will be in vain if the patient leaves. We still have to look at Peng Jianhui’s face in the future. The most important thing is what he, as the vice president, does with the Zhang family.
Although he doesn't have to bear the main responsibility, he definitely can't shirk it. He has been so enthusiastic these days. Being too enthusiastic sometimes is not necessarily a good thing.
"Grandpa passed away peacefully. Uncle Jiang doesn't need to miss him." Lin Yuan couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard Jiang Haichao talk about his grandfather. His impression of Jiang Haichao was much better. No matter what, he always meant well.
"When you are free another day, you accompany me to visit Mr. Lin's grave." Jiang Haichao smiled, pulled Lin Yuan and said: "Come on, Xiao Lin, I have something to do with you. I have long heard that you took your grandfather's grave."
I have learned all the skills, and today I just have a chance to see something."
Seeing Jiang Haichao pulling Lin Yuan out of the duty room, Wang Wenhui breathed a sigh of relief and prayed in his heart that Lin Yuan would not hold a grudge. If this kid blew wind in Dean Jiang's ear, his life would be difficult.
In the single ward of the respiratory department, Peng Jianhui was still persuading Zhang Zhangjiang, but Zhang Zhangjiang was indifferent. While instructing his secretary to go through the discharge procedures, he helped his daughter change clothes and prepare for discharge. He had already contacted the experts from the provincial hospital. Over there
He was already waiting. If his daughter hadn't gone to high school near Jiangzhong No. 2 Hospital, he would never have let his daughter come here for medical treatment.
"Mr. Zhang!"
Seeing that Zhang Kaijiang and his group were about to leave, Jiang Haichao led Lin Yuan to appear at the door of the ward.
"Dean Jiang, don't say too much. I have given you enough face after struggling in the hospital for so long. I can't make fun of my daughter's body."
Compared with Peng Jianhui, Zhang Kaijiang does not hold a grudge against Jiang Haichao very much. After all, the top leaders bear more responsibilities. In fact, from a practical point of view, the Jiangzhong Second Hospital is not unconcerned at this time. It is just that it can't do practical things, so what's the point of being concerned?
use.
"Mr. Zhang, I have no other intention. I just want to delay your time for a while and let Dr. Xiao Lin take a look at Miss Zhang." Jiang Haichao said politely as he stepped aside from Lin Yuan.
"Jiang Haichao, are you kidding me?" Before Kaijiang opened his mouth, Peng Jianhui shouted: "Miss Zhang's illness is not favored by many experienced experts. What kind of joke are you trying to make by bringing an intern here?"
Lin Yuan was still wearing hospital uniform, so Peng Jianhui naturally recognized this young doctor as an intern at the hospital. Jiang Haichao's brain was caught in the door or something.
Zhang Kaijiang also frowned a little. He glanced at Lin Yuan from the corner of his eye, waved his hand and said, "No, thank you, Dean Jiang, for your kindness."
Along the way, Lin Yuan also understood the reason for Jiang Haichao's enthusiasm for him. Although Jiang Haichao was a bit snobbish and was trying to make ends meet, he was not too disgusted. After all, he was too young. Jiang Haichao could find him, which was considered a right thing.
Trust in his grandfather’s medical skills.
And along the way, Lin Yuan also thought very clearly that Jiang Haichao was polite to him because he wanted to ask for something. If he could do it, everything would be easy to say. If not, Jiang Haichao would probably treat him like nothing.
Normally, Lin Yuan would not worry about Jiang Haichao's attitude towards him, but now he has offended Wang Wenhui. His internship report is in Wang Wenhui's hands. Without Jiang Haichao's help, it would be difficult for him to graduate.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuan had to speak: "Has Mr. Zhang not been sleeping well recently? If I guessed correctly, Mr. Zhang should have taken a long trip recently."
Zhang Kaijiang was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes shifted to Lin Yuan again: "Young man, are you a doctor or a fortune teller? It's no secret that I have traveled far."
"Of course I am a doctor." Lin Yuan said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Looking at Mr. Zhang's complexion, it seems that his insomnia has been serious recently. Judging from his complexion, Mr. Zhang's body should not have any major problems. So the insomnia is nothing more than daily life, such as changing clothes.
I got a bed, traveled far away, and moved to a new house. Judging from Mr. Zhang’s own situation, he has the greatest chance of traveling far away. If I’m not wrong, Mr. Zhang should have gone abroad in the past half month.”
Kaijiang opened his mouth, with a trace of astonishment on his face. This young man actually said it accurately. He did go abroad half a month ago, and he hasn't been sleeping well since he came back. Originally, he thought he was suffering from poor health because of his daughter's condition.
I was too worried, but now it seems that there is something else hidden...