Zhang Fan's mentality is actually slowly changing with what he has experienced.
In the beginning, when he first got the system, he concentrated on practicing surgery and didn't think about anything else. Zhang Fan was thinking about getting orthopedic surgery as soon as possible. As the saying goes, no matter whether there is a knife in the sky, there must be someone who can do it. Food-for-you craftsmanship.
Therefore, I was deeply afraid that the system would come unexpectedly and leave suddenly. Any ideals or ambitions were all nonsense. At that time, Zhang Fan's career was the most important, and his stable income was the most important.
His parents, who were working part-time jobs, and his younger sister, who was about to go to college, made Zhang Fan, both a son and an older brother, very anxious.
As the system seemed to have no intention of leaving him, Zhang Fan went through Qingniao's training and then entered Chasu City Hospital.
At this time, he had just seriously entered the medical profession. There were too few surgeries when he was in the county hospital.
After entering a tertiary-level hospital, Zhang Fancai slowly touched the threshold of the medical industry, and he could be said to be halfway there.
At that time, Zhang Fan no longer wanted to just study orthopedics. His ambition became bigger. To put it bluntly, his ideals began to become more lofty, with poetry and a distant future.
Although his ideals are lofty, they are actually not very big. He just wants to become a surgical knife in the hospital.
Not all people have a arrogant heart, but our Zhang Fan is just like thousands of ordinary young people.
As technology improved, Zhang Fan was slowly pushed forward by the technology and system. At this time, he came into contact with more cases and more doctors.
When he was discriminated against in the capital, two gray-haired old men, master and uncle, traveled thousands of miles to the capital to stand up for Zhang Fan.
To be honest, Zhang Fan's personality is a bit round on the outside and square on the inside, and he has a system, so he is not willing to give in. Why? So, he gritted his teeth and wanted to build his own medical team.
The idea was very vague at first. I just wanted to bring together a group of highly skilled and like-minded people to reach the pinnacle of medical care.
After several rescue operations and disaster relief operations, his ideas became clearer and clearer. Now that we have a system, we can’t live up to this life, nor can we live up to this great gift from God.
Therefore, after becoming the real Zhang Yuan, Zhang Fan immediately started to build a team. He not only wanted to recruit a group of highly skilled doctors, but also built a team that included all medical technologies.
With the system, he doesn't need some impressive people with horns on their heads, but some people who can calm down and do research in a down-to-earth manner.
Zhao Zipeng was also lucky. His love history made Zhang Fan remember him deeply, and his subsequent efforts in the department also brought him into Zhang Fan's sight.
This kind of down-to-earth and stable doctor is exactly what Zhang Fan needs, so sometimes, God will not let down those who work hard. As long as you work hard, you will see a rainbow one day.
"Haha, if I let you go out for a while, will there be any problems at home?" Zhang Fan smiled and looked at Zhao Zipeng, who was a little excited.
Zhao Zipeng's face was red. He couldn't explain why he was not excited at this time. He thought that this would be the end of his life.
I can see the days ahead at a glance. When the gray hair comes out, I might think about the head of the department.
As a result, Zhang Fan is here!
"No problem, no problem, Zhang Yuan, my wife and I haven't planned to have children yet, and my parents at home are in good health. They also support my work quite a bit.
I stayed in the hospital for two months, and my wife didn't complain at all. "
"That's good. I'll help you contact a hospital and you can go and study."
Zhao Zipeng was so excited that he didn't know what to say. It was too difficult for a doctor of his level to go out for further training. If he waited in line to go for further training, it would probably take less than five or six years, and there would be no hope.
Looking at Zhao Zipeng's excited expression, Zhang Fan straightened his face and said, "Since you are going out to study, you must go with a purpose. Studying is not for you to go through experience, nor is it for you to have fun.
It’s for you to go out and improve your studies. You should seize the time these two days and write me an experience report to see what you want to learn, what you want to learn, and what you can learn after you go out.
If you pass, you don’t have to worry about the rest. If you fail, then you..."
Zhang Fan looked at Zhao Zipeng.
"Zhang Yuan, don't worry, I will write it well and I won't let you down."
"Okay, as long as you have this confidence."
When Zhao Zipeng walked out of the door, he felt like he was stepping on a pile of cotton. He felt dizzy in his head. He really looked like he was drunk even if he was not drunk.
"What did Zhang Yuan say to you? Your face turned red. Did he criticize you?" A doctor who was admitted to the hospital in the same year said to Zhao Zipeng with a bit of gloating.
Speaking of which, colleagues in hospital departments are really not easy to get along with. The relationship between superiors and subordinates and at the same level can really cause headaches for some people who are not good at handling it.
What should we do if our superiors take away the majority of our income? What should we do when our peers are always grabbing patients? Really, sometimes, doctors are too stressed.
Normally, Zhao Zipeng would definitely laugh it off, as he was unwilling to engage in verbal disputes.
Both of them are residents, and they are also part of a medical team. This guy is always arranging for him whenever there is nothing wrong.
What, Zhao Zipeng's medication was inappropriate, Zhao Zipeng's surgery was not good, anyway, he just wanted to find a way to suppress Zhao Zipeng, and then show his excellence.
Zhao Zipeng had tolerated him for a long time, but today, looking at the other person's disgusting face with acne, Zhao Zipeng smiled so sincerely that he didn't want to endure it anymore, and he wanted to make a big move.
"Criticism is criticism. Who makes Zhang Yuan the first surgeon in our hospital? I think my surgical techniques are very similar to Zhang Yuan's, so I didn't dare to say it out loud.
As a result, I didn’t expect to be recognized by Zhang Yuan today. He didn’t criticize me and asked me to keep up my hard work. He was very optimistic about me! "
If Zhao Zipeng was really criticized by Zhang Yuan today, his words would probably make Zhao Zipeng unable to let it go for a long time.
But today was different. Zhao Zipeng looked at him like a clown and watched him perform.
"Zhang Yuan, you didn't criticize me!" Zhao Zipeng said softly with a smile on his face.
"Well, Zhang Yuan is like this. He is soft-hearted. If he doesn't praise, it would actually be criticism."
This guy was a little embarrassed. He was originally in high spirits, but Zhao Zipeng half-destroyed him with just one sentence.
"Haha, Zhang Yuan also asked me to prepare for further study." Then, Zhao Zipeng still looked at him with a smile.
Originally, Zhao Zipeng didn't want to tell anyone, especially his colleagues in the department. He didn't want to say it before he was sure.
But, looking at the other person's face that was so disgusting that it made him vomit, he decided that he wanted to speak out.
Just like a crowing rooster being grabbed by the neck by a naughty boy, the doctor who ridiculed Zhao Zipeng could no longer laugh.
"Study further? You want to further study? Zhang Yuan promised you?" Three questions in a row.
"right!"
"No, you're kidding!" Although he didn't think so, he didn't want to believe it.
"Just wait and see, haha!"
"Why? Ah, why, I don't accept it, Zhang Fan is stupid..." After saying that, suddenly the doctors in the department and the nurses who came to get the medical records looked at him as if they were a fool.
"No, I didn't, I..." After saying that, he pushed Zhao Zipeng away and went out, stumbling as he walked.
Really, his mentality at this time is absolutely too explosive.
"Zhang Yuan asked you to go for further training?" For a moment, the doctors in the department gathered around.
"Which hospital to go to?"
"Magic City? Or the capital? It won't be a three-day business study in Bird City, right?"
Zhao Zipeng enjoyed everyone's envious looks, but he was a little worried in his heart. He regretted saying it so early.
"Hey! I still can't calm down!"
In the evening, after Zhao Zipeng's wife learned that Zhao Zipeng was going to study, she comforted Zhao Zipeng and said, "How about giving Zhang Yuan some gifts?"
The two people who had released countless passions were lying on the bed chatting.
"Don't, Zhang Yuan has a joke in the hospital.
At first, someone sent a box of milk to Zhang Yuan. Before Zhang Yuan could say anything, Dean Ouyang entered the ward.
At that time, Zhang Yuan probably wanted to jump off the building. Therefore, from then on, Zhang Yuan established a rule not to accept gifts. "
"Oh, why does he like you?"
"Isn't it my duty to endure hardship?"
"Haha, stupid people are lucky. Husband, I love you, you must work hard!"
And the other doctors in the anorectal department didn't just let it go and find connections. They all had an idea.
Zhao Zipeng can go to study, why can't I go? Did he give a gift? Is he looking for someone?
Zhang Fan didn't know, and he didn't have the time to think about how his words and ideas caused various worries in a department and many families.
Because, he started working on his thesis. To be honest, China's medical treatment is very strange.
If you want to get a professional title, you have to publish papers, but the hospital doesn't provide you with the convenience of research. The hospital wants doctors to work overtime for free every day, so don't think about anything else.
Medical students are also very sad. After graduation, if they choose a clinical master's degree, they will give up their doctorate and can only work in a hospital.
The strange thing about hospital selection is that between clinical master's degree and scientific research master's degree, the larger the top tertiary hospital, the more inclined it is to scientific research master's degree.
But when the master of scientific research entered clinical practice, he was faced with the embarrassing situation of not being able to get surgery and not being able to get a job.
So, sometimes, the world is so contradictory.
But Zhang Fan didn't have to think about these things. When Zhang Fan decided to publish about the surgical treatment of pancreatic cancer complicated by gallbladder cancer, his junior brother in Jade Bird began to collect a large amount of clinical data for Zhang Fan.
When it comes to essays, you have to admire the methods of Chinese cultural people. Domestic papers and some journals with national prefixes are, to be honest, just like the vast starting point, too watery.
Even later, Chinese cultural people directly flooded the ocean with foreign journals. Eventually, many top universities began not to recognize the academic nature of these journals.
One can imagine the power of the Chinese people. Zhang Fan doesn't want to publish any earth-shattering papers. His current level is not yet up to it.
However, in order to obtain a degree and to prevent his master and uncle from losing face, he still worked hard.
After returning from Jade Bird, Zhang Fan kept thinking about his thesis as long as he had time.
Thanks to the clinical data of Junior Senior Brother, otherwise, the persuasiveness and accuracy of his paper would be greatly reduced.
In the study room late at night, Zhang Fan finally completed the final modifications. With a "squeak" sound, Shao Hua walked in wearing pajamas and carrying a bowl of milk.
"Why haven't you slept yet?" Zhang Fan quickly took the milk and said to Shao Hua.
"I've already slept, and seeing that the light in the study was still on, I warmed up some milk for you.
How's it going? Have you finished writing the paper? "
"Well, it's basically done. The day after tomorrow, I'm going out again. Family matters and marriage matters all depend on you alone.
I'm embarrassed. "
"Haha, you have to be nicer to me from now on, got it?" Shao Hua sat gently in Zhang Fan's arms.
"Um!"
Then……
Of course, Zhang Fan, who was pinched painfully by Shao Hua, lay on the bed, thinking about it, and slowly fell asleep.
