Chapter 224 Hospital Intern

If you want to see the hospital, the best way is to enter the hospital for an internship for a period of time. He remembered that one of his high school classmates went to work in the Second People's Hospital of Kyoto after graduation, which made many high school classmates envious.

Those who can enter a large hospital in a first-tier city can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a year just by messing around. After working as a deputy director or director, it is normal to earn several million a year. Compared with them, ordinary white-collar workers are far behind in terms of income.

This high school classmate is called Huang Shiguang. After graduating from a master's degree in medicine, he entered the hospital and has been working for more than a year. Zhang Jun finally got Huang Shiguang's contact number through the mouths of several other high school classmates.

At lunch time, he dialed the number.

"Hello, who are you?" Huang Shiguang's voice sounded very unfamiliar after not seeing him for seven or eight years.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Jun. We are classmates in high school. The one sitting behind you in the second grade of high school. Do you remember me?" Zhang Jun laughed.

The other party thought for a long time, and said a little uncertainly, "Oh, so it's Zhang Jun, what do you need from me?"

Zhang Jundao: "I heard that you work in the Second People's Hospital. I want to do an internship there for a while. I don't know if you have a way."

"Hello, what are you talking about? Can't hear you, hello..." Huang Shiguang yelled a few times before hanging up the phone.

Zhang Jun on the other end was stunned for a long time, then shook his head and smiled wryly. He knew that the other party must be afraid of trouble and hung up the phone on purpose.

"Oh, it seems that I can only do it myself!" He laughed at himself and planned to go to the Second People's Hospital himself.

The Second People's Hospital of Kyoto is located in a prosperous area, with more than 2,000 regular employees, 5,000 outpatient visits per day, and tens of thousands of people are cured and discharged from here every year. Those who enter this kind of large hospitals for internships are generally famous medical schools, and the hospitals do not accept doctors like Zhang Jun who has neither a certificate nor a degree.

But it doesn't bother him, sometimes the main entrance is blocked, so you can go sideways.

In the morning, Zhang Jun knocked on the door of the director's office of the Second People's Hospital. As the head of the first hospital, the president of the Second People's Hospital enjoys bureau-level treatment. He is only fifty-one years old this year, and he is in his prime.

The dean looked quite authoritative, and looked at Zhang Jun curiously. Not long ago, I received a call from the Ministry of Health, saying that a special person would come at 9:00 a.m. and asked him to cooperate. Of course he didn't know that Zhang Jun had pretended to be the so-called member of the Ministry of Health through the supervision system of Brigade X. He just borrowed the telephone line of the health department, but there was no such thing at all.

With a cold face, Zhang Jun put away the certificate of the National Security Bureau in front of the director, and said: "I am Zhang Jun, a member of the Special Operations Team of the National Security Bureau. We suspect that terrorists are hiding in this hospital and we need to conduct a secret investigation." , I hope your court can cooperate."

The dean was taken aback, terrorists! He quickly said: "Okay, the hospital will definitely cooperate fully!"

Zhang Jundao: "These people are hiding very deeply, and their identity is not yet confirmed, so I have to pretend to be an intern to investigate one by one, and Dean Lao will help me go through the corresponding procedures."

The director said: "This is a small matter, easy to handle, easy to handle." Then he asked, "Comrade Zhang, how many terrorists are there? What exactly do they want to do in our hospital?"

Zhang Jun raised his face: "Sorry, this is confidential. But I can tell you responsibly, these people are extremely dangerous! They must be eliminated as soon as possible!"

The dean nodded again and again, and said: "Comrade Zhang has any needs, you can ask the hospital, and we will fully support it!"

Zhang Jun was very satisfied, and said: "Thank you, Director Cui, for your great cooperation. I will definitely report to my superiors and let the Ministry of Health give you a credit."

"It should be, it should be." The dean smiled, and couldn't help asking, "Comrade Zhang shouldn't be the only one in this operation, right?"

"Of course, but I was the only one pretending to be an intern, and the others appeared as patients and were distributed in every corner of the hospital." Zhang Jun was full of nonsense, but the dean was stunned for a while.

"Okay, Comrade Zhang, you have worked hard!" said the dean, and then ordered the people below to apply for Zhang Jun's internship certificate as quickly as possible, and Zhang Jun did not need to provide any information.

An hour later, Zhang Jun got two sets of white coats and a badge. The badge stated that he was a fifth-year intern at Kyoto University School of Medicine, named Zhang Jun.

Kyoto University School of Medicine is the best medical school in China, and he is very satisfied with this status.

In addition, Dean Cui also specifically asked the deputy dean in charge of personnel affairs to secretly cooperate with all Zhang Jun's requests. The deputy dean didn't know Zhang Jun's identity as an "agent", so he regarded him as the first relationship with the dean, so he was extra polite to him.

In the end, according to Zhang Jun's request, he first entered general surgery for internship. In the director's office, the vice president solemnly introduced Zhang Jun to the director of Puwaima, and deliberately emphasized that Zhang Jun was personally arranged by the president.

The director of general foreign affairs has worked in this position for more than ten years. He enthusiastically introduced the general situation to Zhang Jun, and asked what requirements he had.

Zhang Jun smiled slightly: "Director Ma, I'm just an ordinary intern. I'm here to study, so I don't need special care."

The director immediately said: "Understood, Xiao Zhang, you are someone who is willing to work hard in medicine, and you must have a bright future in the future. Don't worry, I will let the oldest and highest-level doctors in the department take you."

Zhang Jun quickly entered the rhythm of the internship, cooking and going to work with everyone. Because of his status as a "dean's relationship household", the doctors took extra care of him, and he was able to observe every major operation in person.

The Second People's Hospital is very large, and some doctors have been working for several years and don't know people from other departments very well, so they have even fewer chances to meet people, so Zhang Jun has never met Huang Shiguang.

On the third day, Director Ma called Zhang Jun to the office, and said solemnly: "Xiao Zhang, a big man has an emergency, and each department needs a consultation. Would you like to come over?"

Director Ma was very satisfied with Zhang Jun's performance in the past two days. He found that this young man was neither arrogant nor impetuous, he was serious in his work, and he could hit the point with any occasional suggestion. Even he, an old doctor who had been working for decades, admired him very much. So for this consultation, he wanted to bring Zhang Jun along, maybe it would be helpful.

Of course Zhang Jun would not refuse, so he followed Director Ma to an advanced ward. Most of the high-end wards in the hospital are prepared for cadres, and it costs hundreds of thousands of yuan to stay one night, so ordinary people can't afford to live in them. After all, ordinary people do not have public medical care.

In the ward, a middle-aged man in his fifties was lying and rolling on the bed with sweat profusely, surrounded by several people who looked like officials, each of them was getting angry, and someone was yelling at the consulting doctors .

"What are you eating? It's obviously a stomachache. Why don't you treat it?"

A director of the gastroenterology department said neither humble nor overbearing: "Please don't worry, I think this stomach pain is not simple, the cause must be found out, and chaos will result if it is treated indiscriminately."

Another director of the Department of Neurology said: "After questioning, the patient's pain is visceral pain, which does not line up the possibility of abdominal organ distortion."

The doctor in the urology department said: "The pain may also be caused by biliary stones, and a CT scan must be done."

When everyone was discussing, Zhang Jun and Director Ma walked in, and a doctor began to introduce the condition to him. Zhang Jun found that behind one of the fat doctors stood Huang Shiguang with a serious expression.

He and Huang Shiguang haven't seen each other for seven or eight years, but he can still recognize him. Similarly, Huang Shiguang also saw him, and quickly remembered that he was a high school classmate. He was surprised for a while, and then nodded slightly to him.

Zhang Jun smiled and turned to observe the patient. Seeing that the patient was in severe pain, he approached him and asked, "What did you have for breakfast?" As he asked, he went to feel his veins.

As everyone knows, his practice is very taboo in the hospital, and all the chief physicians have not spoken, how can he, an intern, do it without authorization?

The fat doctor in front of Huang Shiguang stared and shouted, "What are you doing, an intern! Go aside!"

Zhang Jun's movements naturally caught up with the patient's pulse, and he ignored him at all. The doctor was fatter, and he was very angry immediately, and the fat on his face kept shaking because of this. At this time, Huang Shiguang, who was behind him, stood up. The fat doctor was the chief physician of his Department of Gastroenterology, and his immediate boss.

Just for a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Huang Shiguang's mind. He thought of the matter of refusing to help Zhang Jun enter the hospital for an internship before, and even thought that if he could help the director vent his anger now, he would definitely be appreciated by him.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and hospitals are no exception. A doctor can become a qualified doctor after three years of theory, one year of probation, one year of practice, several years of transfers, and numerous examinations.

And becoming a doctor is just the beginning. They survive year after year, and some of them who are a little level and will flatter may be able to rise up. And most doctors can only be a small doctor all their lives.

Physician, Physician, Attending Physician, Deputy Chief Physician, Chief Physician, each title is a barrier, blocking the footsteps of countless people.

Huang Shiguang has only been working for one year, but he has already seen too many intrigues, which has a great impact on him. After thinking for a while, he stepped forward resolutely, stared at Zhang Jun with contempt, and said loudly: "A few days ago you begged me to entrust you to the hospital for an internship, but I firmly refused. I didn't expect you to still Come in, I don’t know who you went? You graduated from Kyoto Medical College, hum! As your high school classmate, I seem to remember that you are a student of Tungkai University, right?”

When the officials saw that Zhang Jun, an intern who sneaked into the hospital, dared to treat the director, they immediately became annoyed. Someone pointed at his nose and shouted, "Go away!"

Zhang Jun secretly sighed, this Huang Shiguang is too powerful and has no human touch at all. He wasn't angry either, he stood up and said, "Your chief's condition is critical, he can hold on for half an hour at most. If he isn't treated in time within half an hour, even the gods won't be able to save him!"