On the fourth day after arriving in the emergency department, the basic suturing assessment began.
It is not a formal assessment, it only exists within the emergency department, but it is of extraordinary significance to the six interns.
During the day, the three people from Jiaotong University had completed the suturing assessment. The results of the assessment had not been announced, and no one knew what the other's suturing skills were rated at in the eyes of the teacher.
There are only three places for regular courses, and those who fail the assessment will definitely have to continue to rotate, which naturally creates pressure.
"Huang Lan, Sister Lan, just tell me how good the people at Jiaotong University are at sewing this morning?"
Chen Tongwei was familiar with everyone, and in just four days, he became close to the nurses.
Huang Lan is not very young. She graduated from a medical school at the age of 18 and found a connection to be admitted to the hospital. From an intern to a full-time employee, she is now an old man in the emergency department, but her age is similar to that of Zhou Shengsheng.
Huang Lan worked the night shift for the first two days, and switched to the day shift on the third day after Zhou Shengsheng and the others arrived. She happened to see the sutures of the three people from Jiaotong University. When she was about to get off work, Chen Tongwei stopped them.
"What can I do? Just be clumsy, they are the same as you in my eyes."
Cough cough cough.
Chen Tongwei was extremely embarrassed. He wanted to say that he had gone off work for the past few days, but he had spent more than a dozen pig skins. It was useful to cram it in temporarily, right? But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them...
He had seen Huang Lan's suturing skills, and she was so good at it. In other people's eyes, the interns were really clumsy. If the story of suturing pig skin was revealed, people might laugh at her.
In the end, Chen Tongwei didn't ask anything and left in embarrassment.
Huang Lan was about to leave when she saw Zhou Sheng coming back from ward rounds with Jingdong, and her eyes lit up.
Huang Lan is a student in the health school. There are thirty-eight girls and two boys in the class, and her quality is indeed not high. After being admitted to the hospital, she has been so busy that she has no time to fall in love.
In fact, there are many doctors in the Central Hospital who are single, and many of the nurses who worked with her at the same time are married.
But the problem is, doctors are generally not good-looking...
Huang Lan's family is in good condition and they are not short of money, so she just wants to find someone who can look past her, because she feels that her personal conditions are not bad either.
She fell in love with Zhou Sheng on his first day in the hospital.
After graduating from medical school, even if she couldn't stay at the Central Hospital after her internship, it would be good to go to another hospital. After all, she was a doctor, and with her qualifications, she could easily be transferred. Other hospitals were rushing to get her.
Unknowingly, she seemed to have already mapped out the future development path for herself and her 'future husband' in her mind.
Of course, the best result is that Zhou Yisheng can stay in the Central Hospital...
The benefits are great!
When no one was paying attention, Huang Lan walked up and said, "Brother Zhou, I have something to ask you."
When Jing Dong saw the situation, a meaningful smile appeared on his face and he patted Zhou Sheng: "Okay, I'll record the case first. Come over quickly when you're done. I'll give you some tips on suturing techniques later."
Jing Dong left, Zhou Yisheng faced Huang Lan and smiled.
He was not frightened, he was used to this kind of battle in school, and his calm look really matched Jing Dong's "sultry" persona.
However, this appearance, coupled with a handsome face, is very popular in girls' hearts. This is a representative of self-confidence.
"Don't call me Brother Zhou, I'm only two months older than you."
Regarding Zhou Sheng's age, Huang Lan had already figured it out.
When she heard that she was two months older than her, Brother Zhou couldn't stop shouting. On the contrary, Chen Tongwei, who was half a year older than her, called him Xiao Chen all day long... Xiao Chen couldn't help it. Who made his face covered with acne marks?
In the past two days, I have been asking about which hospital offers reliable cosmetic surgery, and I plan to do a whitening procedure to remove acne marks.
Huang Lan was shy from the bottom of her heart: "Oh, let's get down to business."
"I'm telling you, if you perform well in stitching at night, I guess there is a high chance that you will be admitted to the internship."
She is scheduled to be an intern in the department and will stay in the emergency department for the next six months of internship, which is exactly what Huang Lan had planned.
"Um." Zhou Sheng was a little surprised, "What do you mean? I haven't even taken the test yet, and you already know the result?"
"It's not the result! It was me who went to Director Jiang's office during the day and heard him asking Dr. Tang about your situation and asking Dr. Tang to pay more attention to you... You think, if Director Jiang pays so much attention to you, your probability of being admitted to the hospital must be higher than others.
"
"I have been paying attention to you. The director has only cared about you. Even the three from Jiaotong University have never mentioned it once."
Zhou Sheng was confused. He didn't think this was good news.
instead……
Director Jiang asked Dr. Tang about his situation?
Could it be that what happened last time made him have opinions about himself?
Huang Lan just thought that Zhou Sheng was surprised, and patted Zhou Sheng's strong arm: "No, I've tipped you off. After you are admitted, please invite me to watch a movie!"
Huang Lan left, unaware of Zhou Sheng behind him, with a wry smile on his face: "It's over, I can't survive in the emergency department anymore!"
It doesn't matter whether you can survive or not.
What Zhou Sheng was thinking about was, after leaving the emergency department, how could he pay attention to Jiang Jiancheng's condition? If his condition really worsened, it would be life-threatening!!
Back in the office, Zhou Yisheng's expression management was out of control.
Jing Dong rarely sees a sullen boy with such an expression: "What's wrong? Did Huang Lan confess to you?"
puff.
Zhou Sheng gushed: "What are you talking about, Brother Jing!!"
"Then you look dumbfounded!"
Zhou Sheng said: "Oh, I don't know what to say..."
Jing Dong said: "Huang Lan is a beauty in our emergency department. Many doctors in the hospital like her. She likes you. I can see it. Don't put too much pressure on me. She is a good girl. Don't hurt other people's hearts. That's fine.
Just try to get in touch, what if you feel it's suitable later? Even if it's not suitable, be tactful and don't hurt others."
When Zhou Sheng heard this, he thought, no need to explain.
What is this?
Ever since.
Zhou Sheng seemed to be absent-minded for half the night. He kept thinking about how he could stay...if he was really driven away, how could he continue to pay attention to Jiang Jiancheng's condition in other departments.
In fact, Zhou Yisheng had a misunderstanding.
His youthful and mature character makes him like to think about the worst outcome in everything.
But I didn’t expect that there is another possibility!!
…
Over the past three days, Jiang Jiancheng's mood and state have been very bad.
Three days ago.
He discovered swollen lymph nodes under his arm for the first time, but didn't care. He took anti-inflammatory drugs and went to bed. After breakfast the next day, he continued to take anti-inflammatory measures for the swollen lymph nodes. He prepared anti-inflammatory drugs in his briefcase and paid attention.
Eat a light diet and try to limit the frequency of smoking.
As for working hours, he cannot adjust them.
However, as each day passed, the swollen lymph nodes showed no sign of decreasing. Instead, the size of the swelling increased, and there was slight pain. The pain was not caused by compression, which meant that even if you moved the small pimple, you would still feel pain...
…
Anti-inflammatories didn’t work!!
As a result, Jiang Jiancheng had to pay attention.
And I always recall Zhou Sheng's words in my heart, like a demon.
In fact, the error rate of traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis is very high. He did not believe that Zhou Yisheng could see the problem at a glance and pointed out the symptoms directly. Maybe all this was just a coincidence. But when the coincidence happened, it would inevitably lead to speculation.
Was he really right?
Is Chinese medicine really so powerful?
This is not the self-intimidation of the patient's thinking, but the admiration for Zhou Sheng's ability in his words.
One o'clock in the morning.
Jiang Jiancheng had some insomnia and did not fall asleep while lying on the bed.
Suddenly his cell phone rang. He turned over and fumbled to press it. After seeing a text message from Tang Aiyun, he called back.
When Tang Aiyun received the call in the office, he was not surprised. Instead, he showed an expression that said, "It's just as I expected."——
"Hey, Director Jiang? You haven't rested yet!"
Jiang Jiancheng said 'hmm': "I'm a little insomniac...you texted me that Zhou Yisheng's basic sutures were excellent?"
Although he was not in front of him, Tang Aiyun couldn't help but nod... Director Jiang asked him to pay more attention to Zhou Sheng earlier, but he felt there was something wrong. Director Jiang didn't pay much attention to the other five interns, but Zhou Sheng was different.
Tang Aiyun thought about it, Zhou Sheng was probably a relative of Director Jiang, and the so-called internship was just to take Zhou Sheng with him.
As a junior doctor, trying to figure out what is best for you is also a workplace factor.
Tang Aiyun is the chief physician and is still a long way from being the deputy chief. It is very important to him to maintain the relationship between superiors and subordinates. There is no conflict of interest between the two of them. Instead, they closely follow Jiang Jiancheng's footsteps, which is of great benefit to him.
"I'm not talking nonsense. That Zhou Sheng's suturing skills are indeed pretty good. He's no worse than Jing Dong and the other three. He should have had hands-on experience a long time ago. I think he should be given one as a candidate for a regular internship."
Jiang Jiancheng took a deep breath: "Okay, I'd better pay more attention to him recently, and don't announce the quota for the regular courses, so as to avoid other people's random thoughts and unwillingness to continue to study hard, so let's just pass it up first."
"Okay, director, take a rest early."
…
The next day.
Jiang Jiancheng had just entered the office.
Not long after, a middle-aged man in his fifties strode in.
Jiang Jiancheng was stunned: "Dean Cheng, why are you here?"
Cheng Huimin, deputy director of the Central Hospital and director of the emergency department, rarely comes to the emergency department on weekdays. He is only in charge of the department in name. Jiang Jiancheng is still responsible for handling all major and minor matters. He is also Jiang Jiancheng's mentor, and gradually brought him to the position of deputy senior high.
Cheng Huimin sighed: "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?"
"What's the big deal?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dean Cheng placed several test report sheets on his desk: "The results came out. The director of the laboratory department saw that something was wrong and handed it directly to the director of endocrinology. The director of endocrinology gave it to me again.
come over……"
"The lymph nodes are swollen, the erythrocyte sedimentation rate is increased, the platelet and white blood cell counts are abnormal, the neutrophils are increased, and the most important thing is... lactate dehydrogenase is significantly elevated. Do you know what this means?"
Jiang Jiancheng's mind exploded and went blank.
What does it mean, means...
Before he could speak, Dean Cheng sighed helplessly: "Do a lymphatic puncture, take a sample and test, and make a diagnosis as soon as possible. If it is really malignant, you should hospitalize me immediately!!!"