Since 1981 Health School

On the principal's desk, there is a preliminary job assignment plan for graduates. As long as there are no accidents in the internship, the personnel on the list will rarely change.

The recruitment quota for this year's People's Hospital has been confirmed, and the doctor class has been allocated 3 places. Compared with the 78th doctor class with a total of 40 people, the number of places is still very tight.

Of course, there is still a lot of room for the remaining 37 people to choose.

For example, a general hospital also has a second hospital and a fourth hospital to choose from.

In addition, there are quite a few specialized hospitals, such as the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the Third Hospital (Maternal Health Hospital), the Fifth Hospital (Hospital for the Five Senses), the Sixth Hospital (Infectious Disease Hospital), and the Seventh Hospital (Psychiatric Hospital), all of which need a few health school students.

In addition to these district-level hospitals, the county hospitals and county traditional Chinese medicine hospitals under the Viet Central region also need some graduates.

As for the level of the township health center, they prefer to recruit students from the "Traditional Chinese Medicine Physician Class".

Because there is a lack of grass-roots medicines and there is no operating room, I prefer down-to-earth Chinese medicine students, and it is easier to get Chinese medicinal materials.

In previous years, Yuezhong Medical School also had unlucky ghosts from the medical class who were assigned to the health center, but these people usually made some big mistakes during school, or their grades were really unsatisfactory and hopeless.

On the primary list in Principal Jiang's hands, Chen Qi, Wang Weiwei, and Ye Jinyu were included in the list of the People's Hospital.

Jiang Aiguo was placed on the list of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

This made Jiang Aiguo very dissatisfied. He walked up and down in the principal's office, feeling irritable:

"Second Uncle, I don't want to go to the People's Hospital, I want to go to the People's Hospital. Why can Chen Qi go to the People's Hospital? He's a poor boy from the countryside. Why?"

Principal Jiang glared at this nephew angrily:

"Why do you say? Of course it is due to Chen Qi's own efforts. He is the first in the exam every semester. I heard that he has been brought by Director Zhu of the Department of Surgery of the People's Hospital to practice with him, and the People's Hospital has called for him. "

Jiang Aiguo was at a loss for words for a moment: "Why should the People's Hospital call him by name?"

Principal Jiang consoled him earnestly and earnestly:

"I usually ask you to study harder, so that I can take the initiative when helping you fight for distribution. In fact, it is difficult to get into a Chinese medicine hospital with your grades. I am your second uncle, but I can't favor you too much. After all, how many people are watching."

Jiang Aiguo still did not give up, pointing to the list and said:

"The three of them, can you replace one of them and give me the place? I don't want to go to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital. The efficiency of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital is too bad. I'm studying western medicine, so there's no use for me to go to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital."

"Then tell me, who can replace them? You are more familiar with Wang Weiwei and Ye Jinyu than I am. Who are their fathers? Do you dare to replace them?"

"What about Chen Qi? I heard that he performed surgery without permission at the People's Hospital. This is a serious mistake. He was also suspended for an internship. Did you take this opportunity to dismiss him?"

"There is no chance. This matter has been settled by him. He has not received any punishment. He should be working normally now. Patriotic, I advise you to give up your heart and go to work in a Chinese medicine hospital with peace of mind. Second uncle will have a chance in the future." Then help you adjust your work."

Jiang Aiguo couldn't swallow this breath, a country guy he looked down upon, but his workplace was better than him.

After a few years, when Chen Qi became an intermediate professional title, he would be able to be assigned a room. If Jiang Aiguo had been working in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, he would have no chance of room allocation at all, so he could only live in a large courtyard with his parents.

His mind is out of balance.

Hearing what the second uncle said, Jiang Aiguo sat down on the horse, dejected.

"Second Uncle, is there any other way to send me to the People's Hospital? I know you will find a way. After all, you are the principal, so you have the final say on the allocation?"

Principal Jiang sighed. This little nephew is the only third generation in the family. He was spoiled by his grandparents since he was a child, and he can't stand any setbacks.

After talking for a long time, Principal Jiang kept silent, which made Jiang Aiguo very angry. When he left the health school, the bicycle chain was almost broken by him.

"Hmph, if you don't make arrangements for me, I'll go to my grandparents. I don't believe you don't listen to your parents."

After making up his mind, Jiang Aiguo rode his bicycle and rushed to his grandfather's house to apply for foreign aid.

Here, Chen Qi's appendix operation was over, and the whole process took less than half an hour. The incision was small, the movements were fast, and the level was high, which made Zhu Huoyan and the surgeons who had seen it with their own eyes sigh inwardly.

Now everyone believes that Chen Qi was the one who set up the "emergency department" by himself that night.

An intern!

This has to be said to be something that has never happened since the establishment of the People's Hospital.

Chen Qi happily finished the operation. After taking off the surgical gown, he and Lan Lijuan quietly came to Zhang Jun's operating room.

Zhang Jun's laparotomy went smoothly, but their claws went numb when looking for the appendix. Although they knew in theory that they searched along the colon belt, which one is the colon belt? Where is the colon band?

The two had never been surgeons before, and they had no experience in this field, so of course they couldn't find it.

Jin Peilin also looked at the two college student interns with a speechless face, and kept calling his mother to criticize in his heart, pockmarks are not pockmarks, they are pits, and he couldn't even find an appendix.

In the eyes of these directors, the appendix is ​​really as simple as eating and drinking. These two college students can't do it well?

The colder Director Jin's eyes were, the more nervous Zhang Jun and Ai Kelong became. Their fingers kept touching the incision, like a blind man touching an elephant.

Chen Qi stood behind them for a long time, these two guys didn't feel anything at all.

"I said you two can't do this, and it's not about touching girls. If you hook your fingers like this, be careful to cause intestinal adhesions. Zhang Jun, your fingers go to the lower right corner, yes, your fingers should hook up, yes, slide down, Did you feel something thin?"

Zhang Jun's eyes lit up: "Ah, I touched it, so I want to hook my fingers?"

"Yes, now quickly pull out the appendix that you touched out of the body. Ai Kelong, don't stand stupidly, use a vascular forceps to clamp the root of the appendix, and then cut it off. Oh, look, there is so much bleeding, How? Really."

Zhang Jun and Ai Kelong are a little confused, which teacher is this? Why does the voice sound so familiar?

"Who?"

"You can still be fooled, of course it's your little teacher Chen."

As soon as Chen Qi said this, the little nurse in the operating room couldn't help laughing, and after a while, the anesthetist, Director Jin, and Lan Lijuan couldn't help laughing too.

It directly flushed Zhang Jun and Ai Kelong with shame.

Chen Qi shook his head while walking towards the door of the operating room:

"Hey, the current students are really not as good as the next generation. They can't even handle an appendix. Oh, so who, Ai Kelong, don't forget 20 bowls of braised pork tomorrow."

There was another laugh in the operating room!