Chinese medicine: When you do things to the extreme

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After Zhou Yanqing returned to the hotel after the dinner, he carefully examined the WeChat notes of the four brothers he had just added and gave up the idea of ​​taking the initiative to say hello.

Several of them were just classmates in the training class, and I was not even on the same "level" as them.

Even if you want to build up your network, the only connections you can build up while you are studying are classmates of the same age.

To avoid being ignored by others, it is better to just do your best quietly.

Zhou Yanqing still has a lot of information to look at.

Although the bound photocopied version of the materials is simple, the theories involved are quite complicated and involve the basic knowledge of multiple disciplines.

I only reviewed the general outline yesterday, so today I must review the content of tomorrow's class as well.

Don't think about reviewing, there is no time to review.

This kind of training course is a short-term, super-intensive feeding, and reviewing will only delay progress...

There are no experimental tasks or scientific research tasks, just reading quietly. This feeling is pretty good.

The only drawback is that this is a hotel and the facilities are not as comfortable as those in a rental house.

The advanced training course lasts for five days in total, and the course to be held tomorrow will be on tendon transfer.

By the time Zhou Yanqing finished reading this part, it was already 11:15 in the evening.

During this process, Chen Yu sent several messages, but was not prompted.

When Zhou Yanqing took out his phone to check after finishing his preview, he found that his phone was in do not disturb mode. After class and dinner, Zhou Yanqing forgot to turn it off.

In order to avoid disturbing Zhou Yanqing, Chen Yu did not make any phone calls or video calls.

"Xiaoyu, are you asleep?"

"I've just been preparing for the class. Please don't disturb me with your cell phone." Zhou Yanqing closed the 'textbook' and replied.

Chen Yu replied: "I was just about to go to bed. What is it that requires a PhD like you to spend so much time preparing for?"

"It's the content of the training class, which is related to tendon transposition." Zhou Yanqing replied while taking a photo of Chen Yu.

This thing is boring and obscure, so Chen Yu naturally can't understand it.

"You look dizzy, you should just leave it alone and enjoy it."

"The professional barriers between us are too high. I cannot get involved in your professional field."

"Remember to go to bed early and stay energetic tomorrow."

"I'll wait for you to come back and welcome you." Chen Yu's last sentence was a voice message.

After hearing Chen Yu's generous voice, Zhou Yanqing also smiled and replied: "You should rest first, do you have anything tomorrow?"

"Oh, yes, your students will have an exam tomorrow."

Chen Yu is an elementary school teacher, teaching third grade. The exam time for the first semester of this year is January 1th.

After the exam papers are graded and the notification letter is sent out a week later, Chen Yu can have his winter vacation.

"Yeah? Finally, those divine beasts were sent back to the cage." Chen Yu smiled happily.

"No more words, go to bed early. Bye."

"Bye!" Zhou Yanqing also replied.

Chen Yu is a girl with strong independent ability, not too clingy, and can understand Zhou Yanqing's busyness and hard work.

Zhou Yanqing often reflected on himself and thought that maybe in this relationship, he was a bit selfish.

A lot of time is spent on studies.

But there is no way, this is how medicine works. If you don’t have a doctoral degree as a stepping stone, the job opportunities waiting for you will be in private hospitals or small hospitals in Shashi.

The level of involution in the medical field is terrifying.

If Zhou Yanqing's own work is not ideal, even if the two of them get together in the future, it will be a breakup.

"Take a shower and go to bed!~" Zhou Yanqing only reflected for a few minutes, then got up and ran to the bathroom.

……

The next day, Zhou Yanqing arrived at the demonstration classroom and found it empty. He hurriedly looked at the time and it was already 7:40.

At this time yesterday, the other four people had almost all arrived.

Zhou Yanqing was afraid that he had taken the wrong path or that there were other arrangements.

Zhou Yanqing quickly checked the group messages, but the group was as quiet as an ancient well.

However, two minutes later, Brother Yuan Qiong walked in.

Yuan Qiong's hair was still neatly combed. After entering the demonstration room, she went straight to Zhou Yanqing, sat down next to him and whispered:
"Yanqing, you are only in your first year of doctoral studies, right?"

"Do you have any plans for your future work?"

Yuan Qiong's pointed face was calm and her eyes were steady. She was talking about this matter very seriously.

Zhou Yanqing put away his phone, smiled and said, "Try to stay in the hospital."

Yuan Qiong's nose suddenly became more crooked: "Are you kidding me, Brother Yuan? You are trying to get a place in the hospital, you are trying to get money for talent introduction, right?"

"Are you interested in developing in the neighboring province? You see, Zhejiang Province is not far from Hunan Province, and Hangzhou has beautiful scenery and is very livable..."

"The most important thing is that our hospital attaches great importance to talent, which is almost comparable to Kyoto and Shanghai."

Yuan Qiong spoke seriously and what he said was not a joke.

The Affiliated Hospital of Zhejiang University has developed very rapidly in recent years, all thanks to 'Mani'.

You are awesome, right? Then come here and I will give you money.

You are doing well abroad, right? Come back and I will give you money.

You want to go to another top hospital? Come to me and I'll give you more money.

Just two words: spend money!
On the other hand, Kyoto and Shanghai will not charge such high prices because the top medical resources in their respective regions are relatively saturated.

The talent introduction project is not conducted through the hospital but through the human resources related departments and has no particular relationship with the hospital.

"Brother Yuan, I'm only in my first year of doctoral studies. It's too early to think about these things now." Zhou Yanqing replied.

The reason why I don’t call Yuan Qiong Qiong brother is to avoid embarrassment.

Yuan Qiong did not insist, knowing that Zhou Yanqing had already made up his mind: "That's a pity, Yanqing, you really should think about it seriously. I came here with the authorization of our director."

"As long as you are willing, we can talk privately."

At this time, Gong Zixi walked in from outside. When he saw Yuan Qiong and Zhou Yanqing were close, he smiled and said, "Doctor Yuan, your hospital is really hospitable. It's like you start with the kids, right?"

As soon as Gong Zixi entered the room, he exposed one of Yuan Qiong's intentions for coming here.

He learned and brought an excavator with him, digging from top to bottom, not only digging Zhou Yanqing, but also Gong Zixi.

Zhou Yanqing looked at Yuan Qiong with a slightly surprised look.

This is a bit unfair.

Yuan Qiong was directly exposed, but she was not embarrassed. She smiled and said, "Professor Gong, everyone has their own aspirations. Every choice is worthy of respect. I am just providing you with another choice."

“Isn’t this communication?”

Needless to say, those who are selected this time will definitely be the pillars of Chinese hand surgery in the next ten years, and it is even possible that one or two of them will become the face of the department. If we can recruit one, it will not be a loss.

Of course there is no loss if you don’t dig it up.

Gong Zixi nodded upon hearing this and said to Zhou Yanqing: "Xiao Zhou, you have to be careful. If you don't understand the routines, ask your teacher more."

“Don’t get yourself caught in this.”

Gong Zixi actually gave Zhou Yanqing such advice.

Zhou Yanqing's eyes immediately flickered.

Yuan Qiong then said, "Professor Gong, your words are too serious. Our hospital is not a den of devils, nor is it a place of ecstasy."

"They are all miserable, haha. How can they come here to enjoy themselves? Yanqing has his own judgment."

"We definitely won't do the kind of thing you're talking about."

After all, we all come from well-known units. Who can do such shameless things?
Gong Zixi stopped talking, and Yuan Qiong also left Zhou Yanqing's position.

But Zhou Yanqing saw something else. Maybe something unknown happened between Gong Zixi and Yuan Qiong after they separated last night.

The big guys who have made it in society are all more knowledgeable than a student like me, so I'd better be a little more careful.

……

After everyone arrived, today's speaker, Professor Liu Guowei, came in. On the second day, Professor Liu taught everyone a theoretical class in the morning, and in the afternoon, everyone went to the operating room to perform the full range of tendon transfer operations.

In fact, in a training class, it is more about listening, watching, and doing less.

After all, those who come here are students, not famous professors or big doctors who can perform mature operations right away when they arrive at the hospital.

Therefore, even if it is a Jishuitan, we dare not guarantee that we can cover everyone and allow them to operate recklessly.

Theoretical courses are the most boring, but also the most crucial.

It can be said that all operations can basically be described by theory. If you cannot describe it, it must be that your cognitive level is not enough.

No surgical operation exists before the "potential" theory. With the development of medical technology, such "overbearing" operations are increasingly not allowed.

The morning classes were complicated and unremarkable.

Actually, where are the theories that contain so many brilliant and witty remarks? They are all dry and boring texts. You cannot understand the mysteries in them without deep experience.

These theories, like the ancient poems we learned in childhood, can only be understood and appreciated and discovered the beauty in them after a certain amount of accumulation and experience, and a certain amount of experience.

"Yanqing, come on stage."

At noon, after everyone finished their meal, they rushed to the operating room immediately to watch an unfinished operation.

However, when a few people entered, Professor Chen Xiang, the surgeon in charge, saw Zhou Yanqing and only greeted him alone.

It can be said that the words prejudice, preference, partiality and partiality are used to the fullest extent.

Teachers like top students, for no other reason than because they have good grades.

This is the case in elementary school, junior high school, and high school.

This is especially true after college, masters, PhDs, and even work, especially in the medical field.

A student with good talents and good grades will really be favored and given special care by the teacher!

Favoritism is favoritism, but giving Zhou Yanqing a favor in front of so many people made the others speechless for a while.

Everyone had a ton of swear words in their mouths, but in the end they were all swallowed mixed with saliva.

This is Jishuitan, someone else’s home ground.

Giving you the opportunity to learn in accordance with the regulations means we have fulfilled our teaching obligations. As for more opportunities, you have to earn them.

After Zhou Yanqing washed his hands and went on stage, Professor Chen Xiang looked at the other four people, squinted his eyes and said, "Don't worry, the afternoon class hasn't started yet."

Chen Xiang's serious explanation was just rubbing salt into the wound.

It seemed like he was clearing Zhou Yanqing of any connection, but in fact he was creating some hatred for Zhou Yanqing.

Chen Xiang looked at the changing expressions of the people and continued, "But if you are angry, it doesn't matter, because you may be even angrier in the future."

"If you don't understand, you can consult your classmates..."

"Come on, Yanqing, let's start." After Professor Chen Xiang gave the four people a vivid social course, he began to work together with Zhou Yanqing.

The person who saw Zhou Yanqing operating on the operating table yesterday was Teng Qinghe, and Chen Xiang also heard about Zhou Yanqing's story.

I thought, wow, this is so new, I must take a look.

Chen Xiang is the director. If he wants to take a look, then he can take a look, right?

The above is an overtime class.

It was not until the actual class started that Gong Zixi understood the meaning of Professor Chen Xiang's words.

"Do you know how to do this?" Chen Xiang asked.

Several people shook their heads, but Zhou Yanqing stood there stiffly, unmoved.

Transposition is a series of operations that they all need to master. If they know all of them, why are they here?

"Then I'll give it to Zhou Yanqing?" Chen Xiang deliberately raised his voice.

"Can you perform nerve suture like Zhou Yanqing?" Chen Xiang asked again after a while.

Only Gong Zixi and He Zhu raised their hands.

Gong Zixi and He Zhu have deliberately spent time in the field of neurosuturing, and are potential seed-level players specially created by the department to treat peripheral nerve injury, a popular disease.

"Is it possible? Well, then I'll let you try the next one. Yanqing has already started." Chen Xiang said.

"Yanqing is the youngest among you, so it's okay for him to give way to you, right?"

Chen Xiang's tone was kind and calm, but his aura was fierce and unquestionable.

Are you kidding? The chief director of the Hand Surgery Department of Jishuitan Hospital, a top figure in the field of hand surgery in China, would he be afraid of the opinions of a few attending associate professors like you?
Do I have to explain so much to you about things?

Gong Zixi: “…”

He Zhu: “…”

No, I’m young, I’m young.

What the hell is the priority factor of young age? The newborns are the youngest, so you can bring one from the obstetrics department to do the rotation?

This is what unfolds in Gong Zixi and He Zhu’s hearts.

Of course, Professor Chen Xiang didn't go too far.

After performing one and a half operations on Zhou Yanqing alone, he said, "Okay, Yanqing, you have performed so many operations today, you will not perform the next one!"

"When Professor Guo comes here to teach again, let's go next door!~"

When Chen Xiang said this, the twist made Zhou Yanqing's legs tremble!
Professor Chen, really, if you were not a professor, given the orthopedic surgeon’s temper, you might really have been beaten.

Whether it's killing someone or destroying their heart, just do it, don't say anything, okay?
Oh, I won’t be operating the next machine. You left and took me with you. I won’t occupy the teaching classroom anymore. Let’s change the teaching method, right?
Of course, Zhou Yanqing still honestly grinned to nearly 180 degrees: "Okay, Teacher Chen! ~"

(End of this chapter)