Chinese medicine: When you do things to the extreme

Chapter 59 Top PUA! (Please collect and read)
"Brother Zhu, I ordered two bowls of braised rice noodles today. This morning, when I came over, the noodle shop was closed because of a wedding." Zhou Yanqing explained to Ning Zhu.

"Oh, it's okay, braised rice noodles or rice noodles are both fine. I'll transfer the money to you." Ning Zhu is very easy to feed. Although he has a dark complexion, he is still very honest and simple.

Zhou Yanqing wanted to say no, but Professor Tan Zhongyu and other bigwigs such as Du Zhonghua walked in one after another. Everyone who was chatting in the office suddenly became silent. Zhou Yanqing could only follow the crowd and shut his mouth.

Soon, the formal handover process began.

This link does not have much significance for Zhou Yanqing. Zhou Yanqing does not need to take care of the bed, does not need to perform elective surgery, and only follows Yu Ningzhu.

Even during the teaching rounds, Professor Tan Zhongyu would not include Zhou Yanqing in the list of people to answer questions...

Soon, the nursing department and the doctor on duty, Lin Hua, completed the basic information of yesterday's new admissions, surgical patients and today's scheduled surgery patients.

The right to speak was given to Tan Zhongyu.

Upon hearing this, Tan Zhongyu pretended to glance around the crowd, and then his eyes stayed on Zhou Yanqing for about three seconds, and then he glanced away before speaking.

"I'd like to say a few words off topic today. I know that the doctors in charge of the department have had some small complaints recently."

"I know about this, but it has never been explained, and there is no need for an explanation."

"I have always emphasized that our department, our hospital, and even our school are all a platform, a relatively fair stage."

“Since it is a mature stage, there must be a distinction between performers and audiences. This stage is open, it does not mean that it belongs exclusively to one person.”

"If anyone feels that they have the ability and talent, or that they are not appreciated, you can come to me directly and I will let you step onto this stage."

"If you have no ability and skills, and you talk too much, then I'm sorry, I don't have that much time to explain it to you in private. Just experience it slowly."

"This is a hospital, not a gathering place for fan culture, and certainly not anyone's home. Well, that's all I want to say. It's time to do the ward rounds..." After saying this, Tan Zhongyu leaned back in his chair without calling out any names, and was about to end his shift.

However, precisely because Tan Zhongyu did not name anyone, Professor Du, who was sitting next to Professor Tan, asked jokingly, "Professor Tan, your group is full of talented people. Do you mind if I bring Yanqing with me? I heard that Yanqing seems to be a commissioned trainee."

Upon hearing this, Tan Zhongyu straightened up and looked Professor Du Zhonghua up and down: "Who are you?"

Upon hearing this, Professor Ding advised: "Professor Du, your attack almost hit Director Tan right in the heart, so please stop being annoying."

"You definitely can't come with this person." Upon hearing this, Professor Ding turned his head and looked in the direction of Zhou Yanqing.

Professor Tan narrowed his eyes and said, "It has to be based on first come first served, right? Professor Du?"

"Well, Professor Du, if you want to take on students, I can recommend you a relatively good one, him."

Before Tan Zhongyu finished speaking, Du Zhonghua stood up and left, calling out to the people in the group: "Let's go, we're going to check on the ward..."

Du Zhonghua didn't give Tan Zhongyu a chance to finish his words, otherwise Tan Zhongyu would recommend his student in front of everyone. Du Zhonghua would feel uncomfortable whether he refused or not.

Dong Jiaguo, who was originally a little happy, saw Du Zhonghua leave, but a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

His teacher, Tan Zhongyu, had taken a fancy to his classmate Lin Hua, and now he had met a genius like Zhou Yanqing. His chances of staying in the hospital to pursue a doctorate became increasingly slim.

Thinking of this, Dong Jiaguo looked at Zhou Yanqing beside him. Zhou Yanqing still had that stable expression of a 'dead person', neither happy nor angry, which made Dong Jiaguo particularly envious.

He also wanted to sit back and relax like Zhou Yanqing, detached from the world and unconcerned with worldly affairs.

The ward rounds will begin soon.

Although Zhou Yanqing is not in charge of the beds and does not participate in elective surgeries, he still has to make ward rounds because Ning Zhu needs to follow the rounds whenever he is free.

However, Professor Tan seemed to be drunk today. After checking a bed, he asked, "Liu Wanqing, why are you not in a good mood today? Aren't you a very open person?"

"I..." Liu Wanqing's eyelids twitched for a while when he heard this.

He dared to battle directly with Associate Professor Huang Xianming, but he was scared at that time.

Liu Wanqing dared to admit that he was more powerful than the 29-year-old Huang Xianming, but facing the 26-year-old Zhou Yanqing, he could only turn into an ostrich. "Master, I have always been quite introverted." Liu Wanqing, the "community bull", is usually shameless.

"Heh!" Huang Xianming said nothing. Touching his short chin, he turned around and faced the wall of the department in disgust.

Attending doctor Liu Qingshan used the fingers of his right hand to scratch his bald forehead: "Hmm, hmm, hmm, Wan Qing, you must be quite introverted and extremely shy."

"How nice, right?!~" Liu Qingshan's tone was weird, and the words "sarcastic" were written directly on his face.

Liu Wanqing's face was slightly flushed, but he still forced himself to remain calm and nodded.

Seeing Liu Qingshan bullying Liu Wanqing, Tan Zhongyu asked, "Hey, Liu Qingshan, now a master's degree holder can sew up a broken tail blood vessel into two or three sections, how about you?"

Liu Qingshan suddenly turned his head, his short eyebrows under his bald forehead were tightly furrowed, his eyes were narrowed into slits, and he wished he could hide himself!

Weren't we just talking about Liu Wanqing? How did we end up talking about me, Liu Qingshan? Although Liu Wanqing and I have the same name, we are not the same person.

Zhou Yanqing demonstrated the power of suturing in the training room yesterday, and the one who suffered the most damage was Liu Qingshan.

Huang Xianming is a higher-level person, but he is still ahead of Zhou Yanqing.

But Zhou Yanqing was listed just below Huang Xianming and above Liu Qingshan. This line directly made Liu Qingshan fall into another world.

"So, don't be proud, and don't be proud just because you are older and have better skills."

"China is a big country with a lot of talented people. There are many people who are better than you." Tan Zhongyu took back the throne at the top of the pyramid, and after the PUA, he put his hands behind his back and walked forward slowly with his legs shaped like an eight.

Seeing Professor Du Zhonghua coming out of a room after rounds, Tan Zhongyu called out cheerfully, "Good morning, Professor Du."

Du Zhonghua was too lazy to pay attention to Tan Zhongyu.

What Professor Tan, what ward administrative director?
Now Du Zhonghua just thinks that Tan Zhongyu is a bitch, a bitch who opens a dyeing factory as soon as she gets a little color.

"Professor Du is still very cool." After making himself look awkward, Tan Zhongyu explained to the group of people behind him.

Found a sense of identity.

Huang Xianming and twenty other people nodded and responded with "hmmmm".

Professor Tan Zhongyu took everyone's response seriously. He looked at Zhou Yanqing in the crowd, smiled with satisfaction, and then stepped into the next ward.

This scene made Zhou Yanqing feel extremely unfamiliar.

Why is Tan Zhongyu, a professor at Xiangya Hospital, showing off like this?

This was completely different from the professor Zhou Yanqing had expected.

As they continued to make rounds, Ning Zhu's inpatient emergency consultation phone rang. Upon hearing the news, the others continued to move forward, leaving only Ning Zhu and Zhou Yanqing behind.

Thirty seconds later, Ning Zhu said, "It's just a simple fingertip incision, right? OK, I got it."

"I'll just call someone over."

After Ning Zhu finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Yanqing.

Zhou Yanqing was quite surprised: "Am I going alone? Brother Zhu?"

"What's wrong? Can't you find the way to the emergency department, or are you afraid to walk alone?" Ning Zhu said after hanging up the phone.

Zhou Yanqing shook his head.

Ning Zhu followed the ward rounds team and was not worried at all about Zhou Yanqing going to the emergency department for consultation. However, Zhou Yanqing was a little nervous...

(End of this chapter)