In the venue with hundreds of people, the lectures were packed with people, all of whom were doctors who had just graduated one or two or three years ago.
The medical practitioner examination is a threshold, and many people stop it!
Although they are in the hospital without a medical license, to be honest, the goings-on here will always be something they cannot touch or understand.
At best, they can only see superficial phenomena. Because not only doctors don’t accept them, but also nurses and drug dealers don’t accept them as doctors.
"Which subject are you transferring to now? Is the teacher in charge good? Will he take care of your food? Will your director give you a bonus?"
There are few medical schools in the frontier, so almost everyone is a classmate. We may or may not keep in touch with each other on weekdays, but now it has become a big gathering of classmates.
"Hey, I'm rotating in internal medicine, and the teacher wants me to take care of her food. How can I take care of her food?
She is so stingy and a strict supervisor! Cartons of milk were carried home in cartons. Last time, they shamelessly asked me to help carry two cartons.
I wonder if she can finish it! Why don't you give me a box!
There is no bonus in the rotation now, just some living expenses. Now I can’t even bear to use skin care products. Do you have any bonuses? "
In fact, there is a saying in the medical industry: if you want to make money early, go to internal medicine; if you want to make a lot of money in the future, go to surgery.
Milk and eight-treasure porridge are actually things that can be seen. It’s really the things they can’t see that are the big problem for doctors.
Two female doctors who had just graduated a year ago were chatting away. Neither of them were from the city hospital.
"Haha, I'm in the surgery department. As long as I'm on duty, the teaching staff will either take me to eat a big plate of chicken or the patient's family will treat me to dinner. You see, I'm already fat!
Our director is very good. Although he does not give bonuses, he still gives each of us a hard work fee of one thousand from the department's small treasury. "
"What? Let me go, your teacher is single, your director is divorced! How do you look? Isn't he greedy for your body? Is he bald? How old is your father?"
"Hate it, my teacher is not married!"
"Oh my god, it's true, tell me now!"
I am really envious and jealous. This kind of doctor who can serve as a teacher has definitely gained a status in the department.
If we really get this, we can say that we will have less or no need to struggle for these material things such as cars, houses, and savings. Even though we are a little older, we can still manage to use them.
Then the voice lowered a lot, and they came together head to head and spoke quietly.
The medical industry is actually like this. Fresh graduates are not as good as dogs. They are really not as good as dogs. Some people with poor family conditions are reluctant to even eat a ham sausage.
Just a little bit of living expenses, eating and drinking, dealing with favors, wanting to integrate and be accepted, what can this little money be enough for!
Only after you have passed the exam, settled on a course, and established yourself in the department can you think about personal issues. Of course, except if the family is rich or beautiful.
For example, many surgeons, if they are not potential stocks and are not picked up early, they can only wait for the school girls or the new nurses!
There was a lot of chatter at the venue, and most of them were complaining about low income, poor attendance at work, unreasonable treatment of patients, and mean teachers like landlords.
Anyway, a group of young people who have not yet touched the threshold have become inexplicably disappointed with this industry.
Of course, there are also people who are not disappointed in this industry. Such people are generally top academics.
In the medical industry, when a new doctor enters the department, weighing is routine. Because everyone has to choose future colleagues.
A top academic colleague can enter the role and get into the state early. Not only will he not drag down other people, but he can also help other doctors. Therefore, weighing is very common in medical treatment.
For example, during the daily ward rounds in the Department of Internal Medicine, or the Monday ward rounds, the director or superior doctors will ask various questions for the new doctors to answer. You may or may not be able to answer them.
It seems that no one praises or criticizes you, but they already have a small notebook in their mind, classifying you one by one as either someone you can work with or someone you definitely don’t want to work with.
In surgery, often during an operation, when the operation begins or is about to end, the instructor will suddenly ask you, "What blood vessel is this, what muscle is this, and what bone is this!"
At this time, the distinction between top academics and poor academics is clear. Of course, the teachers' expressions are also different. Although they won't pay a penny more to top students, they will definitely speak kindly to them. After all, they may become colleagues for life.
For those who are bad students and have a good temper, although they won't be mean in language, they will definitely treat you like air.
If you encounter a mean teacher and live a scumbag life, you really won’t know whether it’s appropriate or not wherever you put your hands.
After Zhang Fan took the stage, the voices of those whispering below not only did not weaken, but also tended to amplify.
"Look, look, this is the legendary Zhang Fan. Oh my god, he's so handsome!~"
A female doctor from a secondary hospital said to the people around her like a nymphomaniac.
In fact, if Zhang Fan's facial features were evaluated individually, although they would not be called good-looking, they are not ugly either.
The eyes are neither big nor small, the nose is neither high nor flat, and the mouth is not too swollen.
But once they are put together, they are extremely ordinary. At first glance, one cannot find any obvious advantages.
However, Zhang Fan's slightly darker skin suddenly turned ordinary into a bit extraordinary.
Especially among a group of people who don't see the sun all day long and wear white coats all year round, they are particularly conspicuous.
And after Zhang Fan's current reputation, status, and skills are supported by him, he seems to look a little special and handsome.
If you throw away these conditions and walk on the street, this girl will definitely not call her handsome like crazy. Maybe she will say that this black brother is from that rural area!
People are so weird, really!
For ordinary people, Zhang Fan's current status may be that of a doctor. If you are more familiar with it, you may say that Zhang Fan is also a vice president.
However, in government agencies, especially those with higher official positions, everyone knows that Zhang Fan is very powerful. Everyone knows that Zhang Fan is awesome, and how awesome he is.
It's hard to say anything else, but getting married is like having a gastrointestinal meeting, so those with higher official positions will indirectly or directly want to get to know Zhang Fan.
However, among these non-city hospital doctors who have just graduated and have not yet reached the threshold of practice and cannot really be called doctors, Zhang Fan's fame is too great, like an idol.
After all, I am still young and have not experienced the benefits of the industry, so I have not yet experienced the slap in the face of the industry.
Therefore, if they talk about their own profession, distant big cities, or legendary knife throwing experts, they will not know or understand them.
But in my own city, Zhang Fan, who is only a few years older than me, is the topic of conversation for everyone.
After graduating with a bachelor's degree, he became the executive director of the best hospital in the area in less than three years.
What’s even more inspiring is that someone else’s starting point is lower or the same as mine, and he climbed up step by step from a hospital in the county.
As a foreigner, with the development of Chasu without relatives and friends, everyone will unconsciously regard Zhang Fan as their idol or goal, no matter how angry they are.
It is understandable that no one has ever been young or has a dream.
So when Zhang Fan came to the rostrum, the female doctors' eyes were not filled with tears, but they were still very eager.
Zhang Fan is just like their classmate. Can't he copy his path?
Most of the male doctors were more or less disdainful, but after seeing Zhang Fan, they would always feel dissatisfied.
"It's nothing special. If I become the dean, I'll probably be better than him. I'll be more handsome than him for nothing!"
Only the city hospital's own young doctors can truly understand what it means to compare one person to another and to throw away goods.
In less than three years, in two years, there is almost no operation that the surgeon cannot perform.
Even experts from as far away as the capital, as far away as Qingniao, and as far away as Bird City were able to come to Chasu to set up a laboratory.
Every time there is a critical surgery in the hospital, no matter who it is, the first thing that comes to mind is Zhang Fan, Director Zhang.
What kind of existence is this? Let’s listen to other people’s efforts and spend several months eating and drinking in the operating room. What kind of perverted existence is this?
Therefore, although the young doctors in other hospitals around them were either excited or disdainful, they were the only ones who looked at these former classmates with the eyes of city dwellers!
They didn't even bother to explain to these students, as if they were Zhang Fan's colleagues in the city hospital and had already drawn a dividing line with their former classmates.
"Okay, class now! I am Zhang Fan, and today I will study the key points of the surgical licensing examination with you. I hope this study can be helpful to everyone!"
After Zhang Fan came on stage, he smiled softly. This smile was subconscious, just like breathing, and it was difficult to stop.
Ouyang saw Zhang Fan's smile with white teeth in the audience, and his eyes rolled.
Because from the smile, she could see the shadow of Lao Gao on Zhang Fan, so the old lady was very unhappy!
"Wow, the voice is really magnetic!"
Haha, if a person is good, everything is good. Really, subjective things really don’t count.
When Zhang Fan started to lecture, everyone slowly became quiet. A young doctor from the Second City Hospital took out a notebook with discarded medical records stapled up, took out a pen, and wrote on the notebook with the beginning of the City Second Hospital: Go to: Basics of Surgery, taught by Teacher Zhang Fan!
The young man's name is Cheng Yongcun. He graduated from Frontier Medical University and has a solid academic record. However, his family's conditions are not good and he struggled hard in school.
While others were spending time before and after, he was holding steamed buns in the library to fight hunger. He felt a little inferior because he had no money, so he hardly participated in activities other than studying in school classes.
So after five years, he didn't have a place for graduate school. However, he didn't think about going to graduate school. After graduation, he quickly returned to his hometown to work and make money.
I originally wanted to come to the city hospital, but now the city hospital is so good that almost all the people it wants are graduate students. Are there any undergraduates?
In fact, there are, but with the current situation of city hospitals, almost all undergraduates who can enter the hospital have the ability of the Eight Immortals, so with no money and no other options, he went to the secondary hospital, the City No. 2 Hospital.
Hearing that the city hospital was going to be trained today, he didn't even eat and rushed over after work. Everyone worked hard on the exam and wanted to pass, but Cheng Yongcun was determined to pass regardless of the risk.
Because if you pass the exam, your salary will be high, you can get bonuses, you can book a department, and you can get kickbacks!
Now he only wants to go into cardiology. Isn't he good at surgery? It smells good, but money smells better!
Five years of college, one year of internship, and half a year to wait for results, seven years of junior high school. Therefore, he was really afraid of being poor, and any future or ideals would be false.
His shadow is almost the shadow of current Chinese medical graduates. The difference is just that whose family is richer and who has a stronger need for money.
At the window not far from him, a girl wearing a Nike white T-shirt and jeans frowned and gently opened the window next to her. There were too many people, and she felt that the smell was not good.
The girl is a new doctor from the Third City Hospital, named Chi Qiannan. The girl was a top student at the Frontier Medical University. She was excellent in everything and could sing and dance well.
There was not only a platoon but also a class chasing her, but the girl was arrogant and looked down upon these young boys.
After graduation, I was assigned to pediatrics. The girl was furious. I applied for extracranial surgery. Even if extracranial surgery is not good, general surgery can be done. Now I am assigned to pediatrics.
This is sexism in the industry.
Therefore, in anger, the girl gave up her postgraduate studies and disdained frontier medical schools. She was prepared to work hard for a year and at least pass the Capital Average test.
So after returning to Chasu, I didn't ask my family to ask for help, so I found a more inconspicuous No. 3 Hospital to lurk there. Anyway, there weren't many sick patients a day, and I only had one or two small birds, which was just right for me to review for the postgraduate entrance examination.
She heard that Chasu City People's Hospital was going to hold a training class. Although she was not too worried about taking the professional examination, after all, there was a legendary surgeon here and she listened to the gossip of the doctors in the hospital every day, so she came to take a look with curiosity. .
When Zhang Fan came on stage, she felt a little regretful. How could she tell that this doctor was an awesome doctor? He was young, shy, and not as domineering as a surgical expert. Not to mention, he was also arrogant!
Disappointed, she wanted to leave, but there were too many people and it was too inconvenient to get in and out, so the girl endured it and wanted to wait until get out of class was over before leaving.
Zhang Fan began to give lectures. Zhang Fan mainly taught surgery, and practicing doctors mainly took basic and clinical exams.
Therefore, Zhang Fan's lectures are not in-depth, but Zhang Fan often explains the basics while bringing actual medical records to give you more in-depth explanations.
The originally boring foundation suddenly became vivid when Zhang Fan brought actual medical records, and it was easier for everyone to understand and remember.
Cheng Yongcun listened to Zhang Fan's lectures and became more and more addicted. "It turns out that we can still understand it this way. Oh my God, Teacher Zhang's skills are really not what everyone says!"
He studied hard, and when he heard it suddenly, it was as if a door had been opened by Zhang Fan. He had accumulated a lot of knowledge in the first place, but now that Zhang Fan mentioned it, the thin-haired man was enlightened.
But Chi Qiannan by the window was different. He was shaking the paper in his hand and fanning it while curling his lips, "Talking about the basics like an old lady, rambling and babbling!"
And more other ordinary doctors also listened extra carefully at this time. The knowledge that they didn't understand before could not be found in the textbooks, and Zhang Fan suddenly had his doubts cleared up.
Zhang Fan also asked questions while giving lectures. This was Ouyang's instructions. Ouyang never engaged in loss-making business. Don't even think about free things. Wouldn't your doctor take a break at this time?
This group of doctors has almost finished their one-year internship. As long as they are admitted as licensed doctors, they can work alone on duty.
There is a huge talent gap in city hospitals, and it is still difficult to recruit graduate students. In addition to some connections that she couldn't resist, the old lady still wanted to choose some outstanding talents.
Now in class, questions are weighed. As soon as she finds a seedling, she is ready to send someone to contact him privately. If she wants to work in the tea medicine industry, Ouyang feels that no one in this group can resist her olive branch.
Moreover, the benefits of this are obvious. Not only can we select talents, but we also don’t have to pay a year’s salary in vain. The old lady’s calculation is so accurate.
Therefore, before class, Ouyang told the doctor that she must ask the following questions. She wanted to find Hetian jade in the gravel!
"Do you know why not all the vitamins in the energy liquid can be input into the human body as body fluids?"
Zhang Fan’s first lesson focused on human rehydration.
Medicine is also weird. Many people think that rehydration should be a matter of internal medicine. Aren’t all surgeons doing surgery?
In fact, rehydration is one of the basic skills of general surgery.
For example, if a patient has not eaten for a day and needs to fast, how much liquid should he inject, and how to mix salt and sugar, these are the most basic basics of general surgery.
On the higher end, for example, the patient is so hungry that he has had diarrhea for three days.
He is almost an adult, so how to replenish him, how much to replenish, and how to balance the acid-base, all need to be estimated.
Therefore, Zhang Fan was interspersed with questions while he was speaking. Ouyang explained at that time that the lectures should be in-depth and simple, and the questions should be asked step by step.
The old lady had a lot of things to do, and Zhang Fan didn't prepare any lessons, but there was still no problem in asking questions.
What he asked was something that everyone uses in daily life, which can be said to be commonly known as an agreement, but why it is such an agreement, few people think about it this way.
This is the difference between a craftsman and a scholar. If you want to be a craftsman doctor, it is simple and a skilled worker. You can do any kind of disease in a department. Once you are proficient in it, you can do anything.
But if you want to be a doctor or scholar, you have to think about why.
When Zhang Fan asked questions, he looked at the doctor below with a smile.
The scumbags wanted to stuff their heads into the legs of the bench in front of them, hoping that Zhang Fan wouldn't see them.
After all, they are all at work now. If they are really picked up and left to hang out here, how will they be able to find a partner in the future?
He was an ordinary student. Although he didn't lower his head to hide it, his face showed that he was thinking hard. Why, the book didn't seem to say it.
In Cheng Yongcun's mind, pharmacology was like playing a movie at this time, but after thinking for a long time, he still had no answer.
He knew that this should not have been mentioned in the book, otherwise he would definitely know.
Chi Qiannan curled his lips and said in a low voice: Pediatrics. Then he kept flashing the white paper, as if it could blow away the smell in front of his nose.
Looking at everyone's expressions in the venue, although Zhang Fan was not happy, he still felt happy.
"Haha, it's good to be a teacher!"
He looked around condescendingly and found that there seemed to be no people who were eager to try. He was not going to ask anyone to answer. After all, it would not be good to knock someone down with the first question!
At this moment, he saw a girl in a white T-shirt waving a white paper fan as if she was disdainful. The big red checkmark on her chest moved up and down with her hands, making her particularly conspicuous.
Nike and Adidas are particularly conspicuous among a group of people who have just started working. In small cities, these products can be considered luxury goods.
A few hundred people came forward in thin clothes, and their monthly salary was only eight or nine hundred.
"Hey, I'm too afraid of using bean bags as solid food!"
Zhang Fan is not angry either. He is not that angry, but after all he is giving you a lecture. It's okay if you don't listen, but you can't be so blatantly unremitting.
"Please ask the colleague holding the fan to answer the question for you, so that we can learn together."
Zhang Fan's politeness may sound like ridicule, but he is really polite. There is nothing he can do about it. The shadow left over from his struggle for survival in the past may not be changed in a short time.
