Zhao Zhaowei, who was sitting opposite him, sighed and felt empathy as he listened to his phone call.
"No way." Li Qi'an started to do it, "The people in Cory are not good at seeing that we are two of us. They think we are internal medicine students and don't plan to take us seriously."
Zhao Zhaowei supported his head with his hands and sighed to the point of a heart attack. They came to study hard, but as long as they saw that their hands-on skills were not good, they would not let them touch them, for fear that something would happen to them.
Don’t blame the rumors before that there were many nerds in their eight-year class. No matter how good you read, few of them could adapt quickly to clinical practice like Xie Wanying.
Here Xie Wanying could imagine the scene where Teacher Xiao Sun hugged her belly and smiled.
Xiao Xie, you have finally realized the hardships of clinical teaching.
Do you think you are just taking a student? As a teacher, you need to be responsible for the students’ responsibilities.
The medical student in the eyes of the teacher is best to be as serious and responsible as her Xie Wanying, love medicine, be talented, respect every senior, work so well and be able to take the initiative to share the burden of the teacher.
In fact, it is difficult to find a medical student like her among ten people.
In the afternoon, Li Qi'an came to work and asked, "Yingying, what do I need to do in the afternoon? Will I go and get the doctor's orders?"
"I will accompany you when I send the electronic doctor's advice. I will come with you when you get familiar with it." Xie Wanying discussed with him, "I think about it, your expertise should not be wasted on this boring computer matter. You see which patient in our bed is good, so you can take care of this patient. Give us some treatment plans."
Alas? Li Qian held his glasses desperately with his fingers: "What did you say, Yingying?"
"Your situation is the same as when I first came to the second year of the U.S. Teachers are open-minded. If you are willing to give your opinions, the teachers will not be happy."
"Yingying, I'm not like you. The opinions raised are messy. What should I do if the teacher doesn't like them when he sees them?"
"You saw it when I went back to the department for discussion last time. It was also an honor for all the teachers to talk about it. I was paid attention to by the teachers." Xie Wanying said, giving positive support to the classmates.
Li Qian tilted his head and thought: It's good that this is the case. When he puts forward some valuable opinions, everyone will look at him differently. So he walked to the ward.
Watching the classmate leave, Xie Wanying thought about how to cultivate a sense of responsibility for Li Qi'an in the next step. In her eyes, Li Qi'an's primary condition is that she does not regard herself as a real doctor and lacks the confidence to move forward bravely. If she can do this, interpersonal relationships can naturally be relieved. Work hard, sooner or later she will gain the respect of others.
Nodding at her thoughts, Xie Wanying touched her and prepared to go back. Suddenly, she saw who she saw. She stopped and blinked her pupils slightly. She opened her lips hesitantly at the two familiar figures who were walking a few steps away: "Senior Brother Cao, Senior Brother Huang?"
The two senior brothers obviously stood there and witnessed the whole process, including her murmuring.
Huang Zhilei held his glasses and thought: The little junior sister is full of gentleness in her bones. It is probably the first time she brought her students, and she is so gentle.
Cao Yong tried hard to keep the smile at the corner of his mouth, knowing that he should not smile at this time but encouraged her: it is not easy to lead students in clinical practice.
"Senior Brother Cao came down to consult, right?" Xie Wanying remembered the phone call she made last week.
Chapter completed!