With Zhou Xingxing's explanation, Zhang Dagang finally had a little understanding of the instruments placed next to him.
Zhou Fu looked at the two people who were gathered together and not paying attention to the lecture. He took out his mobile phone and took a video.
"Zhang Dagang, Zhou Xingxing, you two, come here." The attending doctor looked at the two people who did not listen carefully to his lecture, and his face turned dark.
Zhou Xingxing's hand holding the pen froze and he quickly put it down.
"Look at the patient's physical indicators on this instrument. Are they normal?"
The attending doctor took a step back and motioned for the two of them to come forward and observe.
Zhou Xingxing is already smart and has learned all these knowledge thoroughly in school.
"Dagang, the patient's indicators are normal and can be operated on." Zhou Xingxing turned sideways and secretly conveyed the answer to Zhang Dagang.
The attending doctor was even more furious when he saw this scene.
"You are doctors. If you don't take your patients seriously, and you need to cooperate even with a simple instrument, you are not worthy of the white coat you are wearing."
The attending doctor was also a little angry: "Zhang Dagang, tell me the patient's specific condition."
As soon as the attending doctor's question came up, the other intern doctors began to whisper.
They have never had contact with real patients, and now asking them to tell the patient's specific condition is obviously making things difficult for Zhang Dagang.
Everyone looked like they were watching a good show, but Zhou Xingxing was so anxious that he wanted to put it in Zhang Dagang's ear and tell him the answer.
Zhang Dagang calmly glanced at the patient lying on the hospital bed, and he already had some clarity in his heart.
"The patient has gastric perforation caused by gastric ulcer, and the patient is in good health and can undergo surgery."
Zhang Dagang's answers were not professional, but they all got to the point.
The attending doctor nodded, looked at Zhang Dagang and Zhou Xingxing, and finally looked a little better: "You two, stop talking to each other. If you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me directly after the surgery."
They both nodded.
The attending doctor glanced at the other interns again and said in a deep voice: "I don't care whether you were the proud ones in school before. When you come here, you must work hard and not be impetuous. You all go back and write.
Five hundred words of case report, I will check it tomorrow."
After the attending doctor finished speaking, several people were kicked out of the ward.
Several intern doctors looked at Zhang Dagang and Zhou Xingxing and gritted their teeth in anger.
"It's all your fault. You two will write our 500-word case report, otherwise we will make you look good." Ma Chuan approached the two men and threatened.
He was also over 1.8 meters tall. Although he had little deterrent effect on Zhang Dagang, he really scared Zhou Xingxing, who was over 1.7 meters tall.
Zhang Dagang pulled Zhou Xingxing behind him and looked directly at Ma Chuan with cold eyes.
"You write the case report yourself. If you dare to secretly bully Zhou Xingxing behind my back, I will make you look good."
After Zhang Dagang finished speaking, he put his hand on Ma Chuan's shoulder and squeezed it slightly in a direction invisible to outsiders. Ma Chuan suddenly wrinkled up in pain.
"Dr. Ma, we all come to work, so it's best not to form cliques secretly."
Ma Chuan grimaced in pain, gritted his teeth unwillingly and said, "What Dr. Zhang said is that we go back and write medical records as soon as possible."
Zhang Dagang looked at his dissatisfied look, patted him hard, and then turned around and left with Zhou Xingxing.
Ma Chuan almost vomited blood after being photographed by him. His shadowy eyes stared at the two people's leaving figures for a long time, and finally withdrew his gaze unwillingly.
It happened to be time to get off work, and Zhang Dagang and Ma Chuan walked towards the hospital canteen together.
Looking at the fried potatoes and fried winter melons in the canteen, Zhou Xingxing's brows turned into a caterpillar.
"Why is the food in this hospital worse than that in school? Let's go out to eat, Dagang. I'll treat you." Zhou Xingxing took Zhang Dagang's arm and shook it coquettishly.
Zhang Dagang was not interested in the food in the hospital. After all, he was used to Wang Xiuhua's cooking, and his taste had become very picky.
The two of them walked towards a small restaurant outside the hospital, but they could not walk more than two steps before Zhang Dagang was dragged into a pig's trotter restaurant by Zhou Xingxing.
"Dagang, this pig's trotter rice is so authentic. I used to come here to eat it when I was in school." Zhou Xingxing said, his eyes already shining brightly on the pig's trotters, and he couldn't move away.
Zhang Dagang looked at his fair and rosy face and finally understood why this guy had such good skin.
"Boss, here are two large portions of pig's trotter rice." After Zhou Xingxing finished speaking, he was afraid that Zhang Dagang would rush to pay, so he quickly scanned the QR code and paid.
The two of them were sitting at a small broken table in the restaurant, and the whole restaurant was filled with the smell of pig's feet.
Ma Chuan stood at the door of the hospital and stared at the two people sitting in the restaurant.
"Dagang, try it quickly. You must like this pig's trotter rice." Zhou Xingxing said, taking the lead in scooping up a big mouthful of pig's trotters, mixed it with rice and stuffed it into his mouth.
He sighed with satisfaction and swept away the remaining food on the plate with the speed of a whirlwind.
Zhang Dagang took a bite of pig's trotters, and the soft but not greasy texture melted in his mouth. Zhang Dagang couldn't help but have a strong appetite. A plate of pig's trotters rice was quickly fed into his stomach.
In the afternoon, several people were lying on their desks writing case reports, and the entire office was so quiet that only the rustle of the pen tip falling on the paper was left.
"Zhang Dagang and Zhou Xingxing will stay on the night shift tonight, and the others will go back." The door of the office was knocked by the doctor in charge of them.
When they looked at the clock, they realized that it was already time to get off work.
The intern doctors quickly packed up their things and looked at Zhang Dagang and Zhou Xingxing with proud faces.
They had to work the night shift on their first day at work. These two guys were highly valued by their superiors.
Zhou Xingxing's face turned bitter, and he pulled Zhang Dagang with a look of grievance: "Dagang, I heard that the hospital is most likely to attract ghosts at night. Can I follow you all the time?"
Zhang Dagang looked at Zhou Xingxing quite speechlessly.
If you are so scared, why would you choose to be a doctor?
According to Zhou Xingxing's appearance, he would be fine even if he joins the entertainment industry.
"Dagang, I'm going to treat you to dinner, why don't you let me follow you?" Zhou Xingxing continued to act coquettishly.
Seeing that Zhang Dagang agreed, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he hugged Zhang Dagang's arm; "I knew Dagang was the best, so let's go to dinner quickly."
Zhang Dagang didn't expect to find a follower on his first day at work. Seeing the follower following him like crazy, Zhang Dagang felt helpless and funny.
After calling Wang Xiuhua and explaining that he had to work the night shift, Zhang Dagang and Zhou Xingxing could only sit back in the intern's office miserably.
Time passed by midnight, and the whole hospital was so quiet that there was no sound.
Looking at Zhou Xingxing, who was sleeping soundly on the table, Zhang Dagang continued to lower his head speechlessly to complete the case report in his hand.
In the middle of the night, the hospital became even quieter.
Zhang Dagang sat cross-legged and meditated, and took the first look at the golden drop of water in his Dantian.
The golden water droplets did not change much, but Zhang Dagang's speed of absorbing the power of the dragon did become a little faster.
It must be the approval of the delivery boy today.