Chapter 86 [86] New Neurosurgery 2

You can hear the beep beep beep beep in your ears, and the alarm sound of the monitoring equipment is continuously transmitted from the ward area to the nurse station in the office.

At this time, it reminds me of a famous saying in a medical drama: Excuse me, are you afraid?

Xie Wanying, who was standing at the door, was trying to find the senior with the pontine brain problem. That time she later asked the counselor for his name, and Master Ren gave her a direct sentence: "You can find it yourself."

The person who contacted her on QQ didn’t contact her again. It seemed that she was too busy at work and didn’t have time to QQ again.

Doctors are really busy.

Therefore, the clinical study of medical students is not like in school, where there are teachers waiting for you or looking for you to supervise you to study, which is impossible. You have to take the initiative to find a teacher yourself.

After looking around the office for a while, I didn't see any doctors standing alone. They were all in twos and threes. Based on experience, they are basically trainees who should be interns.

Seeing this, Xie Wanying walked into the office and approached the nearest classmates to ask about the situation: "Excuse me, do you know who the doctor on duty is tonight?"

"It's Dr. Wang." A girl with a ponytail told her, "Dr. Wang said he had something to do and left after his shift, so he is not here yet. Are you alone?"

"Yes. I'm alone."

"Which department are you from?" The other party was curious that she was alone without classmates.

"Class 8 of the National Association of Grade 96."

The group of people all turned to look at her, as if they knew who she was.

The girls and boys closest to her turned their backs to her and chirped:

"It's her."

"Forty-nine boys and one girl, she is right."

"She's actually with us tonight?"

"What is she studying? Level 96 should be just a traineeship."

"I remember that they haven't studied surgery in their eighth-year class. Are you here so early for surgical internship?"

"You know their courses so well? By the way, I forgot, you have relatives in your family who are teachers in our medical school."

Among medical students, there are many who have university hospital connections just like Zhao Zhaowei's family. Unlike her, Xie Wanying has nothing. Her mother therefore wanted to help her and went to Zhou Ruomei to help find connections. Of course, she refused, telling her mother no need.

Not long after, Dr. Wang arrived, the resident doctor written on the doctor's sign. A group of intern trainees ran over and surrounded Dr. Wang. Dr. Wang suddenly became a star, standing in the center of the stage and shining brightly.

Feeling that there were too many fans tonight, Dr. Wang asked the people below to group themselves into groups and report to him. Immediately afterwards, a large number of people followed Dr. Wang on his nightly ward rounds.

During this period, Xie Wanying did not move. If she remembered correctly, her senior brother and sister graduated in eight years and were all at the attending level.

When those people ran after Dr. Wang, they looked back at her and stood there stupidly. Some thought she was strange, and some thought she was funny. Sure enough, she was stupid in studying in class eight. Later, Xie Wanying learned that the eighth-year class was always criticized for being nerds in clinical practice.

After the large number of people left, Xie Wanying walked around the doctor's office to familiarize herself with the environment here. Now that medical records are electronic, doctors need to be able to use computers. However, there is no need to worry, because she needs permission to log in to the computer, which she does not have as a trainee. But it is the medical records used by doctors placed in the office. You can see where they are.

"Dr. Huang, are you at work?"