Chinese medicine: When you do things to the extreme

Chapter 337: Stealing a Floating Life! ~ (Subscribe)

August 1st, Sunday.

"Yanqing, you should go back. We are two brothers, and it would be a bit too distant for us to calculate so meticulously." After Liu Wanqing and Zhou Yanqing finished their ward rounds with the attending physician in the department, Liu Wanqing said generously.

"Brother, brotherly love does not violate the moral principles of the martial arts world."

"All shift handover rules in Chinese hospitals are like this. Tomorrow, after handing over the shift and completing the ward rounds tomorrow morning, I will definitely yo-yo."

"I have packed my luggage." Zhou Yanqing yawned as he walked out of the resident office and lay down in the doctor's lounge.

Zhou Yanqing had already handed over his chief resident duty cell phone to Liu Wanqing, but he did not take advantage of it and left after handing over the shift to Brother Liu Wanqing.

August 1st is indeed a new month, but according to the rules of the medical system, if the month falls on a weekend, it will still be counted as one month's work.

The first working day of the month is considered the August shift.

Residency training, outpatient clinics and other systems all operate according to this rule, and Zhou Yanqing is no exception.

"Yanqing, are you worried about me?" Liu Wanqing said hesitantly after entering the doctor's office!
Liu Wanqing felt that Zhou Yanqing might be afraid that something might happen on his last working day, and that Zhou Yanqing would have to take the responsibility.

Zhou Yanqing had already laid down and turned half a circle: "Brother Qing, what you said is a bit insulting."

"Am I such a person?" Zhou Yanqing had never thought so.

"That's good." Liu Wanqing's face was full of relief.

After saying that, he did not go to the chief resident's office to have fun alone, but went to the lower bunk opposite Zhou Yanqing, checked the battery and volume of the chief resident's phone, and then lay down to rest...

Liu Wanqing tossed and turned, just like Zhou Yanqing on his first day in the hospital, unable to sleep at all, worried that the phone would ring.

He has not experienced training day and night, so he does not realize the preciousness of the four words "sleep when you can".

Zhou Yanqing didn't laugh at him either, he just lay down and fell asleep.

……

August 1st, 7:30 in the evening.

In the main inpatient office, Zhou Yanqing and Liu Wanqing began to serve tea and boil water to entertain the guests.

"Yanqing. So that's how it is. I thought there was some misunderstanding. My cousin came here to be hospitalized, and you made things difficult for him on purpose." Dong Xing has a broad face and a high forehead bone. He looks like a standard person with a full forehead and a square chin.

He is slightly plump and speaks in a mature manner.

"Teacher Dong, this is impossible. When your relatives came, they explained the situation."

"But you know, Teacher Dong, the hospital stay was not easy. I can't even remember the last time I was out of the hospital."

"It seems that since last year's National Day, the farthest I have traveled from the hospital is to buy water from the store downstairs..."

"So, I applied for a one to two month leave of absence." Zhou Yanqing replied in a delicate voice with a slightly flattering look in his eyes.

Dong Xing is an associate professor specializing in bone tumors. He did not have much contact with Zhou Yanqing before. Precisely because they were not very familiar with each other, Zhou Yanqing was particularly respectful and polite to him.

Respecting others is also respecting yourself, this is the rule of the underworld.

When Zhou Yanqing was the chief resident, he didn't want his fellow junior students to look down on him. They didn't give him any face at all and were extremely arrogant.

"Full time off?" Dong Xing's eyebrows furrowed. This was such an unfamiliar word.

But soon, he reacted: "Oh, that's right, Yanqing, you haven't graduated yet, you stayed in the hospital early."

"Not bad, not bad. You don't need to worry about annual leave. You can take it whenever you want."

"But two months is still a bit long. How about making it shorter? I'll give you, Brother Dong, a favor and have my cousin's surgery done in September."

"The main reason was that I didn't think too much about it before. He came to our hospital, so I felt there was no problem and I took care of it right away."

“It would be quite embarrassing if the boasts you make turn out to be totally untrue.” Dong Xing’s tone was also very good.

Asking for help is difficult.

But after all, he was still an associate professor of orthopedics, and he did not make excessive demands, asking Zhou Yanqing to perform surgery on his cousin immediately. Instead, he let Zhou Yanqing rest for a month first.

"That's no problem, Mr. Dong."

"I have planned to do so. To be honest, Director Lei has informed me before, but he also knows that my stay in the hospital will be long, so he postponed it to September." Zhou Yanqing's inner self-esteem was greatly satisfied.

If Ning Zhu applied for a two-month leave and his senior brother Yu Yue applied for a one-year leave of absence, no one would say anything.

Because this is the personal choice of the two people and it cannot affect the normal operation of hand surgery at all.

But if Tan Zhongyu takes a half-month annual leave, someone will probably come and ask what the specific situation is.

Zhou Yanqing's decision to 'leave work' at this moment directly disrupted the normal surgical rhythm of hand surgery, and many people came to ask questions.

After all, functional reconstruction and functional rehabilitation surgeries have just started and are not well-known. Most people who know about this field are colleagues or their relatives.

After knowing that the hospital can perform such surgery, I would ask more questions when someone asked me about it.

Then there are the leaders of the two systems who had previously entrusted Zhou Yanqing to perform the surgery.

But these patients all had elective surgeries, and Zhou Yanqing was on annual leave at work, so everyone could understand that, so let's postpone it...

On the contrary, some acquaintances in the hospital would choose to ask a few more questions.

"Well, let's put it this way. Your brother Dong has made up his mind, so I'll have to trouble you, Yanqing, to take some time out to help your brother Dong cover up the lie." Dong Xing said very politely.

"When I'm free someday, I'll invite you out for a drink."

"Thank you, Brother Dong. I can treat you too..." Zhou Yanqing quickly stood up and accompanied Dong Xing away.

Liu Wanqing had no sense of presence throughout the whole process. The only sense of presence was that he greeted Dong Xing at the beginning, and the other party knew that there was such a doctor in the hand surgery department of our hospital.

Liu Wanqing now didn't have much to offer Dong Xing, so Dong Xing was just being polite to Liu Wanqing.

After Dong Xing left, Liu Wanqing rubbed his nose and said sourly: "Yanqing, Teacher Dong didn't go to Huang Xianming or the master, but came here to make an appointment with you for surgery!~"

Thumbs up.

Generally speaking, being scheduled for surgery by an acquaintance within the hospital is a "treatment" that only well-known professors can enjoy.

As an ordinary attending physician or associate professor, no one will bother to pay attention to you.

What's your technique?

"Brother Qing, you can't even take a vacation in peace!~"

"Now I finally discovered that, in fact, Master and the others are not as happy as we thought." Zhou Yanqing shook his head slightly.

Liu Wanqing's eyes were confused: "Unhappy?"

"At least I don't have to do hard labor anymore."

Everyone’s happiness is different, and everyone’s happiness in different stages is different.

Liu Wanqing felt that if he no longer had to be on duty and was no longer the chief resident, his life would definitely become freer.

……

All patients undergoing functional rehabilitation surgery have had their hospitalization postponed, a principle that has been implemented since mid-July.

As for the functional reconstruction technique, Tan Zhongyu will evaluate it himself, and accept the ones that can be accepted, and continue to promote the ones that cannot be accepted...

Therefore, once the shift was over on August 2, Zhou Yanqing didn't even have to go with the ward rounds! ~
Tan Zhongyu took people to check on the patients directly.

Zhou Yanqing carried his bags and went to the underground garage as soon as possible.

Chen Yu came here at five in the morning to reserve a parking space.

It's nothing, the parking spaces at Xiangya Hospital are too tight, even Tan Zhongyu doesn't have a dedicated parking space. If you don't come in advance to reserve one, you may not even get a parking space. After Zhou Yanqing stuffed a few bags of things back into the trunk, he sat down on the passenger seat.

Chen Yu tilted his head, smiled, chuckled, held the steering wheel with both hands, his eyes were bright, and his voice was like a bell.

"Professor Zhou, shall we set off?"

"Go directly to the airport or Erhai Lake?" Chen Yu asked.

Erhai Lake is located in DL City, Yunnan Province, and is one of the few summer resorts on the Internet.

"If you really go directly to the airport, what will you do with your car later?"

"How expensive is the airport parking lot?" Zhou Yanqing asked back.

"Stop, we finally get a chance to go out for fun." Chen Yu displayed the mentality of a wealthy woman.

"No, no, no, let's go back first. I'll pack some clothes and then we'll take a taxi."

"It's too cowardly to drive over there. Our flight time is not that urgent. Let's go back first." Zhou Yanqing shook his head.

"Okay!~" Chen Yu's luggage was actually in the trunk, so he could travel at any time.

……

The meaning of traveling is to empty yourself and to briefly enjoy the feeling of stealing half a day of leisure from life.

Zhou Yanqing sat in the courtyard of the homestay, enjoying the cool breeze, blowing the fan, drinking coffee and taking a nap during his lunch break.

Chen Yu and Zhou Yanqing were not satisfied with their daily schedules, so they chose to take a slow tour this time.

Next to Zhou Yanqing, Chen Yu was still typing on his computer.

Zhou Yanqing was rocking back and forth in the rattan chair, and the occasional "creaking" sound made the already lazy afternoon even lazier.

"I can't write, I want to drink milk tea!" Chen Yu suddenly spread his hands and said.

"I'll buy it for you."

"Xiao Yu, I think you should perfect the detailed outline of your novel. I heard online that it is easier to get inspiration once you have a detailed outline." Zhou Yanqing stood up and said.

Chen Yu had finished his coffee, but was still stuck.

"It's no use making a detailed outline. I just made a detailed outline five days ago, and now I feel that it is worthless. It's just a bunch of nonsense."

"I don't even like to read what is written according to the detailed outline, let alone the readers." Chen Yu shook his head and sighed.

Zhou Yanqing himself does not understand the hardships of writing, but he also encounters various entanglements and difficulties in the process of writing.

At this time, the advice of people who don’t know the business is of no use at all. You can only work through it slowly, and gradually push the content and structure.

Zhou Yanqing only found out later that Chen Yu was a top student in school. Chen Yu’s undergraduate degree was from Hunan University, a relatively old 985/211 university!

If it weren't for the subsequent rise of Central South University, it would still be the number one in Hunan Province today.

Chen Yu was able to be admitted here, so he must have a good talent for studying!

When Chen Yu was on blind dates before, she never mentioned where she went to university, because in her opinion, as long as the teacher was employed, there was no difference between an undergraduate degree and a junior college degree, and she had never been proud of it.

Therefore, Chen Yu was not too worried about his postgraduate entrance examination.

During the trip, I just looked at English words and Xiao Xiurong every day...

"Milk tea...for me..." When Zhou Yanqing came back after buying milk tea, he found that Chen Yu's hands were nimble and quick.

I know that Chen Yu might have an idea.

"Buzz...Buzz..." Zhou Yanqing's cell phone rang.

Zhou Yanqing quickly put down the milk tea and went to the side to check the incoming call. It was from his master.

"Master!~" Zhou Yanqing's voice was particularly cheerful.

After more than ten days of adjustment and rest, the two have left Erhai Lake and are now in an Internet-famous town!
"What day is today?" asked Tan Zhongyu.

"Ah?" Zhou Yanqing was a little confused.

I'm on vacation, what does the day of the week have to do with me?

"You are really comfortable. Your master is almost exhausted here, and you are traveling outside without any care."

"Yesterday and today were unusual. Eight cases of severed limbs and fingers came to the department at once... I haven't had a rest since yesterday afternoon until now..." Tan Zhongyu complained.

Zhou Yanqing heard this and immediately said, "Master, I bought you a gift, thank you for your hard work!"

The department can definitely handle eight operations.

With so many professors and associate professors in Shashi, we can handle even the most severe cases of disease, such as limb replantation.

"Have fun. The more your master performs surgeries, the more boring it becomes."

"When can you urge your other master? Ask them to perform the nerve and tendon transposition surgery..." Tan Zhongyu joked.

Zhou Yanqing's eyes flashed when he heard this.

He hurriedly said, "Master, you have to say this. If I go to urge them, it would be considered as treason."

"I dare not say."

Respecting teachers is a must, and Gong Yi is also very good to Zhou Yanqing. It’s just that his personal abilities and achievements are limited, so he cannot provide Zhou Yanqing with a better environment.

It doesn't mean he didn't try his best.

"What time will you return?"

"Your master can no longer bear the pressure. You have been on strike for half a month, and I have received nearly a hundred calls from you."

"They are all asking when you will come back." said Tan Zhongyu.

The fact that so many people care about his students must be because Zhou Yanqing is useful.

If Zhou Yanqing is useless, no one will call to ask about his resignation. Hunan Province has many hand surgeons named Zhou, but it definitely lacks a hand surgeon like Zhou Yanqing.

"Master, it's almost time. Xiaoyu has a meeting on the 24th, and we will be back to Xiang Province in two days."

"Then go back to my hometown." Zhou Yanqing said.

"Then can you go to work early?" Tan Zhongyu asked with a flickering tone.

He was extremely cautious, fearing that he would be like Zhou Yanqing.

"Master, of course you can. I came out to play and it felt fine at first. It was quite pleasant, but after playing for a few days, I felt sore all over."

"Now I feel even more itchy. I don't know what's going on. It seems like no matter how I play every day, it's not satisfying. I always feel like something is missing."

"I saw on the Internet that this is a plan to have surgery."

"Master, am I destined to work hard?" Zhou Yanqing asked jokingly.

"This is your hobby. You should love what you do."

"The thing about vacations is that they can't be too long. If they are too long, I will feel uncomfortable all over, especially after I have some skills!~"

"Then you will officially join the department on September 1st."

"You still have to use up the full month's rest." Tan Zhongyu is Zhou Yanqing's master, not his boss, and he wants to squeeze every bit of Zhou Yanqing's time.

(End of this chapter)