I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 47
The pain of a person's coding may only be known to him.

No reader feedback.

No encouragement from peers.

There is no bright future.

Everything seems to generate electricity for love.

Yu Wenxing suddenly felt that he could not go far on this road.

than writing novels,
Maybe the operating table is more suitable for me.

"Why don't I just become a doctor?"

As soon as this thought came up, Yu Wenxing slapped himself fiercely, and cursed angrily, "You idiot!"

Sure enough, people became ruthless, and even scolded themselves.

Turn off the word, and take out the lyrics copied by the text to read it again.
Seems like the path could be a little easier.

Looking at the registration information on the Internet again, seeing the registration fee as high as 9998, Yu Wenxing opened Word again.

He started writing a thesis.

Writing a thesis is infinitely easier for Yu Wenxing than writing a novel.

Besides, he has read the paper on this technique countless times on Earth.

While looking up information on traditional laparotomy and three-port laparoscopic appendectomy on the Internet, he was typing on the keyboard quickly.

introduction,

method,

result,

discuss.

When Yu Wenxing stopped typing on the keyboard, a paper with more than 2000 words was already on the paper.

Look at the time,
half an hour.

Yu Wenxing was at a loss for a while.

"Why can't I copy novels so quickly?

Could it be that I really don't have the talent to copy novels? "

After another bout of self-doubt, Yu Wenxing fell asleep.

Early the next morning, I typed out the thesis in the printing shop at the door, and then walked into the hospital humming a little tune.

Deng Liming was a little surprised as he held the paper in hand.

one night?

Just write the thesis?

"How long have you been writing?" Deng Liming asked.

"More than half an hour."

"More than half an hour? I'm afraid you are not writing a novel."

"I wish I could write novels so quickly," Yu Wenxing replied thoughtfully.

Deng Liming hated that iron could not be made into steel, and was afraid that this kid would mess around.

He unfolded the two A4 papers in his hand and read them carefully.

A few minutes later, Deng Liming looked up at Yu Wenxing incredulously, then read it again with his head down.

"Have you written a dissertation before?"

"No."

Yu Wenxing denied,
Deng Liming remained silent, and took a long time to let out a sigh of relief, "The writing is very good."

Yu Wenxing smiled indifferently.

Of course he knew it was well written.

When he was a PhD student, he wrote a lot of papers.

It's not that he looks down on Deng Liming, he has self-confidence, and he has more experience than Deng Liming in writing papers.

"Okay, I'll keep the paper for you first, and I'll find a friend to submit it to me later."

After Deng Liming carefully placed the A4 paper in the grid, he opened his mouth and said.

Just as Yu Wenxing was about to leave,

Li Xiaojun ran in.

Seeing other people in the office, Li Xiaojun was a little embarrassed, but then he stopped Yu Wenxing who was about to leave.

Yu Wenxing was confused, but stopped.

"Director, I want someone."

Li Xiaojun got straight to the point.

"Oh?"

Deng Liming raised his eyebrows and frowned.

As a doctor from his era, he didn't like to hear doctors complaining of suffering and tiredness. After all, in his era, they were all robbing patients.

"Cousin, I'm really about to die suddenly!!"

Li Xiaojun was about to cry, so he played the emotional card.

"I think you are normal?"

Deng Liming smiled noncommittally.

"Uncle Deng, you really can't take it anymore. There are almost fifty patients in my bed! More than half of the patients in the department are in my hands!!"

"There are so many?" Deng Liming was surprised.

Li Xiaojun nodded painfully.

"Moreover, the turnover rate of these patients is extremely fast. I have to go in for surgery during the day, and write medical records after the surgery. Before the medical records are completed, I have to write out the discharge. I, I."

Li Xiaojun's voice was like a cuckoo crying blood, which made people cry.

"Okay, I'll go to the medical department to see if there is any suitable person."

Deng Liming agreed.

Li Xiaojun wiped away tears that didn't exist, and dragged Yu Wenxing to the surgery.

Deng Liming first sent the paper to a friend of the magazine, then walked out of the office and read it in the ward.

I don’t know,
A look startled.

All the beds at the entrance of the elevator in the department have already been filled up.

He almost suspected that he was in the wrong place.

"I haven't checked the ward for a day, so there are so many patients?"

Deng Liming was a little embarrassed.

After asking, I found out that most of the patients with extra beds were appendicitis transferred from other hospitals.

Looking at the patients who were lying on the bed, or had undergone surgery, or hadn't undergone surgery, Deng Liming felt that he had indeed found an assistant for Li Xiaojun.

He also came from a resident doctor step by step, but he also understands the concept of one person managing more than 40 patients.

Posted a sentence in the [Jiangzhong appendix] group: Brothers, please take it easy when transferring patients, the department is going to explode.

Afterwards, he returned to the office, took the two A4 papers, and ran to the medical department with a confident face.

Medical Department Office.

Wang Zhu was still sitting at the desk, scratching his head in pain while looking at the documents in hand.

"Brother Wang."

Deng Liming said hello and sat down next to Wang Zhu.

Wang Zhu raised his head and forced a smile, "Brother Deng."

"What are you looking at?" Deng Liming glanced at the documents on the table.

Wang Zhu didn't stop either, "It's nothing, the gastroenterology department is asking for someone."

"You want someone? Gastroenterology?"

Deng Liming's heart tensed at that moment.

Gastroenterology and General Surgery,

It was two departments of brothers who fell in love and killed each other.

The two departments assist each other.

The two departments also threatened each other.

Like pancreatitis.

It stands to reason that patients with pancreatitis will have no problems in general surgery and gastroenterology.

But the problem is,

Patients are the capital of the operation of the department.
Without patients, there is no way to talk about the development of the department.

Therefore, when he saw the important person in the Department of Gastroenterology, Deng Liming became anxious at that time.

"Brother Wang, I'm not in the circle anymore, our department also wants someone."

Deng Liming straightened his expression and said in a deep voice.

Wang Zhu almost slapped Deng Liming on the face.

There are so many things about you.

Let the interns do the surgery in a while,
I will buy a mirror later,

I need someone again in a while.

What the hell is your family running the hospital?

I can't make overall arrangements?
"The current situation in the Department of Gastroenterology is special, and it is reasonable for someone to talk about it; isn't your department running well? What do you need someone for now?"

Wang Zhu asked angrily.

"Our department now has a large number of patients, a large number of operations, and not enough doctors. It's as simple as that!"

Deng Liming was full of confidence.

"A lot of patients? A lot of surgeries?"

"There are 85 patients in the hospital today, and there should be more than ten operating procedures today!"

"so much?"

Wang Zhu was startled, and began to adjust the general surgery information on the computer.

"Of course!"

Deng Liming sat as steady as Mount Tai,

This is why he came to ask for someone!

(End of this chapter)