Those years when I hung up and upgraded in the hospital

Chapter 214: More monks and less rice (please subscribe)

In fact, at Fang Yun's age, it would be no problem to carry a lunch box to the hospital and departments, and it would not attract too many people's attention.

After all, such things are quite common in hospitals.

What really attracted people's attention was that after Fang Yun entered the doctor's office with his lunch box, he sat down next to Xiao Qinglan, and then placed the lunch box in front of her.

Xiao Qinglan was just a little more nervous and reserved, but he didn't refuse anything.

At this moment, a graduate student in the Department of Gastroenterology was extremely shocked and stunned. The expression on his face was not enough to calm down his current mood. He walked out of the doctor's office and headed towards the nurse station to find the nurse sister. We chatted all day.

Only then did a lot of beauties walk around the door of the doctor's office and then glance inside.

"Are you really here to deliver food?" After Xiao Qinglan finished handling the previous emergency patients, he was editing his electronic emergency medical records in the department, trying to be safe.

"Well, you didn't eat well today. Anyway, I have nothing to do today."

"You finish your work first." Fang Yun said shamelessly, then took out his mobile phone and sat quietly without doing anything excessive.

He seems to come to the department to declare his sovereignty, but his behavior is not very eccentric.

Xiao Qinglan looked slightly sideways and discovered that the mobile phone page Fang Yun opened at this time was a takeaway platform, and he was editing address information. It was the doctor's office in the second ward of the Department of Gastroenterology of the Provincial People's Hospital...

"Why are you filling in my address here?" Xiao Qinglan asked.

"Feed them occasionally." Fang Yun said.

Before everything settled down, Fang Yun was actually not that proactive, but now that he is here, can he take good care of the mood of his 'little landlord'? What if the rent increases?

No matter how mature Xiao Qinglan is, she is still a girl after all, and girls need a certain amount of care and protection.

Fang Yun didn't want to make up for the regrets caused by the missing years, but he also didn't want the two of them to lose that warm feeling just because they had matured, but to make do together rationally.

Maturity and rationality are mostly used to take care of the emotions of outsiders.

Although Xiao Qinglan felt a little uncomfortable, he didn't say anything more.

Xiao Qinglan quickly finished processing the medical records, then opened the lunch box and started eating.

The taste can only be said to be average, not amazing, but the taste seems to be a little unusual. While Xiao Qinglan was eating slowly, he occasionally glanced at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun did not put pressure on him, but scanned the nearby milk tea shops, spicy hot pots, Malatang and other shops with relatively strong tastes on the takeout platform, and clicked on each one to add to his collection.

It would be okay if Fang Yun didn't do this, but Xiao Qinglan was a little greedy. She hinted and asked: "Would you like some milk tea?"

"I'll collect them first, and then try which one tastes better." Fang Yun dimmed the screen of his phone and turned around to explain.

"Osmanthus rice wine is good." Xiao Qinglan introduced it proactively with his head buried.

"Yeah, do you want to drink?" Fang Yun asked.

The roundworm in Xiao Qinglan's stomach was aroused. He looked at Fang Yun and nodded heavily.

"We'll wait two days and have a good meal today." Fang Yun didn't give Xiao Qinglan a chance.

Xiao Qinglan was a little annoyed, and he lowered his head to start eating... When Fang Yun came back, he still didn't order takeaway for Xiao Qinglan, which made Xiao Qinglan slightly dissatisfied with Fang Yun, thinking that Fang Yun did it on purpose. However, This thought didn't last long, and she went to work again.

Today's routine consultations haven't even had time to run, and the hospital has to be responsible for emergency consultations and routine consultations.

Because I am busy with work, I can only put milk tea and other things behind for the time being.

Fang Yun didn't stay too long and walked out of the ward in a swaggering manner.

Then I went home, washed the pots, pans, and food boxes, and put away the trash. Then I turned on the computer and prepared to start working. I was mainly thinking about how to advance my future scientific research.

At this time, Xiao Qinglan sent a message to Fang Yun, which was a photo of sweet-scented osmanthus rice stuffing, as if he was having a little temper with Fang Yun.

When Fang Yun saw this, he smiled and replied: "You have to be able to sleep later."

If Fang Yun remembered correctly, after Xiao Qinglan drank milk tea in the afternoon, it was difficult to fall asleep in the early morning. Her sleep quality should not be disturbed by caffeine.

"That was before. Now I have practiced it." Xiao Qinglan replied.

"Okay, then you continue to work hard, I'm going to read the literature first..." Fang Yun decisively cut off the chat.

Fang Yun has a lot to do now, and he has to plan more for himself. He is not as good as Xiao Qinglan. The harvest is guaranteed due to drought and floods, so he has no worries about work. He is just taking the first step on the long march of thousands of miles.

Xiao Qinglan was just a little naughty and sent a photo of the milk tea bottle to Fang Yun after drinking the milk tea, but nothing else.

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The next day.

On August 1, Fang Yun officially followed the crowd building and came to the trauma surgeon's office of the Hubei Provincial People's Hospital again, only to find that he had entered the most formal hospital in the country, the most standard top tertiary teaching hospital. in the department.

This is a department with a larger team than the First Affiliated Hospital of Hengda University.

From the ward director to the professor, plus a group of associate professors and attending physicians, there are seventeen or eight doctors in this hospital, which is only a small percent of the number of people on duty in the doctor's office.

There are also 145 Ph.D.s, more than 20 master's degree students, three residents and three training doctors. In addition to the twelve interns, there are nearly 70 medical teams, which is only half of the number of people in the shift room.

A large number of undergraduate nurses, training nurses, rotation training nurses from other departments, and internship nurses are no different from the team of doctors. There are about a hundred people gathered in the shift room, but it does not seem crowded.

In the doctor's office, there are a total of twelve computers, which are already full of people and lined up. Many people are still there to register the pre- and post-operative examination results of the patients.

With so many people pouring out at once, it was difficult for Fang Yun to identify them all. He simply matched the names of three professors and several associate professors, and Fang Yun didn't know who arranged for only two beds.

There is no way, Professor An Luming has three professional doctoral students, and Associate Professor Chen Zhiyuan has one professional doctoral candidate, and there are four doctors in the group.

Then there are six professional master's degree students who are integrated into the regular training, plus one resident training, Fang Yun, a training doctor, a total of eight bedside doctors!

There are only 60 beds in total in the ward, and the 20 beds in the group are completely insufficient.

What stands out is that there are too many monks and too little food.

(End of this chapter)