Walking on the streets of Chasu, Zhang Fan would often get glances or two from people because his wheat-colored skin was so unusual.
There should not be too many fair-skinned young men and young women on the streets of the frontier. Sometimes, if you randomly pull out a girl who is shopping, she might be able to do a skin beauty advertisement. It is not an exaggeration at all.
It’s easy to find white people, but there aren’t many people looking for bad ones. When it comes to Jade Bird, there are too many people with Zhang Fan's skin color. A fisherman who speaks Qilu Mandarin and a girl who likes swimming, to be honest, Zhang Fan can be considered white here.
During the hottest period of summer, the hospital in Qingniao was still overcrowded. In Dongshan, there is a bit of this feeling. Capital seems to be the younger brother, while Qingniao feels like the older brother.
When it comes to Jade Bird, everyone thinks it can be called an international city, but when it comes to the capital, locals think it is a city at the junction of urban and suburban areas.
After Mr. Lu was assigned to Jade Bird from Hanwu, he focused on developing general surgery. Although he came from Mr. Qiu's sect, Mr. Lu didn't have any sectarian opinions. During the honeymoon period between the government and Maranzi Country, he vigorously introduced Maruzi Country's advanced medical technology.
Although Qingda Hospital is not yet considered the top hospital in China, it is also a first-tier hospital in terms of general surgery.
Moreover, we had a good cooperation with the university hospital of Marukoguo Rice earlier. Their most advanced endoscopic technology was learned by Qingniao Hospital, and then combined with its own development, for now, the endoscopic technology, Qingda Hospital There are still countless hospitals in China.
Lu Ning took a more experimental approach than clinical practice. Therefore, I rarely come here on weekdays and am almost always in the university's laboratory.
To be honest, whether you go into clinical practice or scientific research, these two medical paths are not very easy to follow, and they are not easy to achieve results. The Nobel Prize winners every year are either in biology or pharmacy. Real clinicians Those born directly are rare.
This also shows from another direction that clinical trials and clinical operations are not easy.
Walking in the affiliated hospital of Qingda University, Zhang Fan and Lu Ning chatted while walking, "After meeting the teacher, I will take you to eat. I don't know what's wrong with the teacher recently. He especially likes to go to the operating room. Sometimes he can be in the operating room." After staying here for a day, my waist is already bent from exhaustion. If you hadn’t come today, the teacher would probably have gone to the operating room again."
"Oh, the teacher probably has some new ideas!" Zhang Fan didn't think much about it. As soon as he walked to the administration building, Ding Lei also came out of the administration building.
When Zhang Fan came to study orthopedics, Ding Lei was a transfer graduate student in orthopedics. He was almost frightened to death when Zhang Fan didn't leave the operating room for half a year.
The department later strengthened the work system for resident doctors, so he admired but did not envy Zhang Fan.
He felt that Zhang Fan was too far away from him. What's wrong with his high level of surgery? He was just an undergraduate with a low ceiling.
What's wrong with Nenggan? He will be the director of orthopedics at a regional level in the future. As for him, no matter what, he is in a tertiary hospital directly under the Ministry of Health, so the doctors at Jade Bird have a kind of appreciation for Zhang Fan, but do not take him seriously.
After all, Zhang Fan is just a training doctor. Maybe there will never be any intersection in the future.
Therefore, when Ding Lei saw Zhang Fan and Lu Ning talking and laughing in front of him, the young man had a look of surprise on his face. He was really surprised.
If it were any other training doctor, he would probably have forgotten it, but Zhang Fan left such a deep impression on him. In order to make love with his girlfriend, he had to buy movie tickets for Zhang Fan.
"You, you, Zhang Fan, why are you here?" Ding Lei opened his mouth. After finishing speaking, he felt something was wrong and quickly added: "When did you come? I didn't even say hello in advance."
"Haha, I just arrived. I won't talk to you now. I'm going to see Mr. Lu. We'll contact you after we're done!" Zhang Fan and Ding Lei shook hands, exchanged a few pleasantries, and hurriedly left.
Mr. Lu cannot be made to wait any longer. Although Mr. Lu accepted Zhang Fan as his disciple. However, after all, Ding Lei is a junior doctor, and he is not a hepatobiliary doctor, so he doesn't know the situation of Zhang Fan and Mr. Lu.
Looking at the backs of Zhang Fan and Lu Ning, Ding Lei kept muttering in his heart, "Why is this kid here again? Did he take the path of Mr. Lu and get transferred here? Impossible, he comes to study again?"
While muttering in his heart, he quickened his pace. He wanted to tell a group of his fellow seniors about Zhang Fan's arrival.
When Ding Lei returned to the department, he saw that neither the master nor the department director was there, just a bunch of junior residents, and he started yelling.
"It's over, it's over, our good life is coming to an end!"
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Are the drugs and equipment in our department exceeding the standard again?"
“Will the clinical pharmacist come to our department?”
A group of young doctors asked about the key points in their minds almost at the same time. They were all at an age when they were short of money, and not all of them had mines.
"No, no, he's coming! He's coming!"
"Who is it! Ding Dazui, speak up." A junior doctor who entered the hospital a little earlier called Ding Lei by his nickname.
"Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan, who hasn't left the operating room for half a year, is here. He's probably here for further training. Oh my God! The director will definitely want us to be on par with him again.
Mother! I just talked with one person, do I need to change it again? Oh my God! "
There are those who are frustrated, and not everyone is willing to work overtime, but there are also those who are looking forward to it, such as Wang Guixiang.
When Zhang Fan was in advanced training, he could be said to have beaten all the residents at Jade Bird, whether it was Zhang Fan's skills or Zhang Fan's professional attitude.
Therefore, Lin Cong, the director of the Department of Orthopedics at the time, was very angry. It was fine that his skills were not as good as others, and there was no effort from others.
Since when did Wang Guixiang learn Zhang Fan's professional attitude? In almost two years, he has made the most obvious progress.
When he heard that Zhang Fan was coming, he suddenly felt the blood in his heart begin to boil.
"Back then, you beat up all the residents, and I accepted it. I didn't waste the two years. Now, I want to see if you have wasted the past two years!"
Wang Guixiang thought quietly, and then continued writing the medical records in silence.
After everyone briefly discussed Zhang Fan's deeds, they continued with other topics. After all, a training doctor would not be able to avoid working overtime if the director asked him to do so.
"Old Wang, our face will depend on you when the time comes. We must work hard and don't make the director angry, otherwise we will have to work overtime again."
Ding Lei ran to Wang Guixiang and said something. Everyone in the department is very discerning about who has high skills and who has low skills. They can’t talk about it, but they all have a ranking list in their hearts.
"Haha, after all, our hospital has a lot of patients. We just graduated and no one else has rich clinical experience. Now, haha, you may not be inferior to him."
Wang Guixiang smiled slightly, and he was satisfied that Ding Lei could recognize his status.
"Which kid is just one..."
"Don't underestimate yourself. After all, we are also a hospital directly under the Ministry of Health. Just look at it! It's been two years!"
Wang Guixiang seemed to be talking to Ding Lei, as if talking to himself.
In fact, when you are young, it is good to have someone to chase or an opponent, after all, it can motivate you.
…
"Please come in!" Mr. Lu's voice came through the door.
"Teacher! I brought Zhang Fan back."
"Master!" Since we parted ways in the capital, Mr. Lu seemed to be getting older again. Zhang Fan looked at Mr. Lu's white hair on his temples and shouted softly.
"Here we come! Did you have a smooth journey on the road? Sit down quickly, pour yourself some water, and drink some water first." Mr. Lu looked at the two disciples kindly, and gently closed the manuscripts on the table in front of him.
Then, he got up and walked to the guest sofa. Of course, only Lu Ning was responsible for serving tea and water. Although he was Zhang Fan's senior brother, Zhang Fan was not as familiar with this place as he was, and he could also tell that Zhang Fan was Fan is probably the candidate to take over the teacher's mantle.
Jealousy? Nonsense, how can someone not be jealous of someone who has made it this far, but there is no way, medical treatment is really about technical skills, so Lu Ning can only turn his jealousy into envy.
"I have already prepared your place for you. You will go and wash up later, and then ask your senior brother to take you to dinner. I will not accompany you." Mr. Lu looked at this closed disciple kindly. I didn't check my work as soon as I walked in.
"Yeah!" Zhang Fan looked at the teacher and nodded. Then he stopped talking.
"Just tell me what you have to say, why are you so shy like a big girl!" Mr. Lu said to Zhang Fan with a smile. Lu Ning, who was pouring tea, was so envious. Mr. Lu had never made fun of him like this before.
The old in the sky and the young on the ground. Sometimes, the older a person is, the more his love for the younger generation is reflected in the youngest. This may be a natural law of human beings.
"Have you been working too hard recently? You look tired. If you have something to do, let us do it. Don't work too hard." Zhang Fan thought about it for a while and then said it.
"Haha, it seems that your diagnosis has made some progress recently. Not bad, keep working hard. Go ahead and clean up. Let me check your recent learning progress tomorrow."
Mr. Lu did not answer Zhang Fan's words, but changed the topic.
I have worked in clinical practice all my life. To be honest, I have struggled for surgery all my life. Now I have to leave the operating table and put down the knife of mercy in my hand. I really can’t bear it, but I have to accept my old age. If I don’t leave, I will be disrespectful to myself and the patients. Take charge.
…
Lu Ning knew that Zhang Fan liked to eat seafood, so he had already prepared it. Seafood was different from other ingredients.
Eating seafood is in one word, delicious. If you go to any high-end restaurant, you may not be able to eat good seafood, and it may not be as good as the Jianghu restaurant on the street.
When you are a doctor, especially a doctor with a little bit of skill, it is too easy to find a few people from all walks of life.
Lu Ning took Zhang Fan directly out of the city and drove towards the seaside. "Brother, you can just eat something. Why are you walking further and further away?"
"I want to have a good meal today. I have found a lot of people for this meal. If you have a good meal, the teacher will probably start giving questions starting tomorrow. Don't take it lightly."
"Brother, have you also been tested like this?"
Zhang Fan asked curiously.
"Haha, I passed the exam back then, but we were all seniors who took the exam together. To be honest, the teacher really has too many ways to test students."
…
The two of them talked and laughed, and the car drove for almost an hour and arrived at a small fishing village, far away from the big city.
A small fishing village located in a depression between mountains and sea. The green tea from Dongshan is grown on the slopes between the hills.
It is said that the tea here is the northernmost in China. After this place and further north, the tea trees cannot survive. Moreover, the tea trees here are very low, not as tall as half a person in the south. The tea trees here are as low as leeks.
There are rows of green trees on the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain is the endless sea with white sails dotted in the sea.
The seagulls are soaring. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the blending of green and blue, it really makes people happy and cheerful. Maybe they feel like they want to fly on the wind. The salty sea breeze blows slightly on their faces. If only there could be some mist. , it’s really like a fairyland.
Although it is not far from the city, it really feels like being alone in the world. On the Qianbai Road, chickens and dogs are heard, naked children, swinging elephants and running wildly all over the village.
"Don't look at the inconspicuousness of this place. Their household registration management here is very strict. Unless they are married, the government will not allow people to enter the household registration for other reasons."
"why?"
"This is a natural environment protection zone. The men here fish and the women grow tea. There is no industry at all. The government provides subsidies every year, so life is very comfortable."
While talking, the two of them arrived at a house on the edge of the village. One characteristic of the gates of fishermen's homes is that they are extremely large. This is to allow fishing boats to come ashore for repairs.
Fishing nets like fans were hung in the yard. As soon as Lu Ning and Zhang Fan entered the door, the host smiled and welcomed them out.
There is a saying in the State of China: If you don’t go to Yangcheng, you won’t know how poor you are; if you don’t go to the capital, you won’t know how small the officials are. There is another saying, if you don’t come to Dongshan, you don’t know how short you are.
Zhang Fan's height of 180cm is really nothing here in Dongshan. Many women are taller than Zhang Fan.
The male host greeted him with a smile, "Haha, Dr. Lu is here. Welcome, my friend, fast forward, fast forward."
Zhang Fan and Lu Ning smiled and greeted each other. Dongshan dialect, especially when spoken by a big man from Dongshan, sounded particularly nice.
Just like a drummer, it feels like there is a good man Wujiro in Dongshan. There is a bold and sonorous feeling in every tone, coupled with Shanghai Feng's experienced and angular face, it really feels like dealing with a hero.
After introduction, the owner's surname was Liu, and it was said that they were a large family in Dongshan. According to the saying in the early years, they were considered a farming and studying family, but later his ancestors went to sea to fish.
"We went to sea last night and came back in the morning. Dr. Zhang and Dr. Lu are very lucky. This time we went to sea, and there was really a lot of seafood."
After drinking Dongshan's green tea, seafood was served in a short time.
The first dish was a variety of shells. "Doctor Zhang, Dr. Lu, come get the chopsticks and have a taste." The male host said while pouring home-brewed sorghum wine.
For the second course, prawns were served, all kinds of prawns.
The third course is sea crabs, crabs with big heads. To be honest, Zhang Fan has seen the world at least, but this is really the first time he has seen such a big crab.
The third thing is fish. It is said that even if you go to sea a hundred times, you may not be able to catch a big fish.
"Eat, come, eat, don't be polite!" The host was quite generous.
