FYN Chapter 9: Cater to Their Preferences!
Chapter 9: Cater to Their Preferences!
At noon, the sun was shining brightly.
But the chief resident's office had no windows and no lights, it was pitch black, perfect for 'sleeping'. The chief resident's sleep had no time difference, or it was all time difference.
With his hair disheveled, and feeling exhausted—his heart, face, and hands all tired—Liu Chuntao finally managed to lie down on the bed in the general inpatient office when he heard a soft knock on the door.
He bent over slightly, then sat up abruptly: "Come in, the door isn't locked."
Liu Chuntao knew that nothing was urgent unless it involved calling the special emergency consultation hotline.
When Liu Chuntao turned on the light, he saw the "handsome guy" who gently pushed open the door. He was forcing a smile and carrying two bags in his hands.
He slipped in through the door, his voice tinged with laughter: "Brother Tao, I brought some drinks and fruit with me. Hope I didn't bother you."
Liu Chuntao recognized Guo Ziyuan as the person in question. His brow furrowed instinctively, his face showing distress, and he complained involuntarily, "You got into trouble too? Can't you guys give me a break?"
In a top-tier teaching hospital like Hubei Provincial People's Hospital, professional master's degree holders like Guo Ziyuan, Wang Hai, and Liu Guanghui are considered "oxen and horses," so the "special position" of chief resident is even worse than oxen and horses.
Residentship is a necessary "training" experience for newly appointed doctors in teaching hospitals. It is the superior of ordinary medical students and the subordinate of all senior doctors.
While they have to do the dirty and tiring work, if there are any mistakes in the department or the emergency room, the resident physician will bear the heaviest and biggest blame.
Even if the attending physician makes a mistake, the chief resident is the primary person held accountable by the professor or associate professor.
At the Provincial People's Hospital, the minimum requirement for receiving gifts is usually for attending physicians and above. Hospitalized patients rarely receive "gifts," and even gifts from junior doctors are mostly "apologies" or "apologies."
Guo Ziyuan has always been honest, introverted, and a kind-hearted person in the department.
This is only his first offense; we shouldn't take it too seriously. Liu Chuntao once again flipped through his mental notebook.
Moreover, thanks to Guo Ziyuan, things would have been much worse last night; otherwise, the consequences would have been dire.
"No, Brother Tao. I just brought you something along the way." Guo Ziyuan put the bag on the table with a smile.
"My teacher arranged for me to get a job, and I thought I'd like to familiarize myself with the work environment with you, Brother Tao, before I start looking for a job myself."
The lowest level of hospital staff that can tolerate seeing patients alone is the "chief resident". Even doctors in our hospital are not qualified to see patients alone.
After much deliberation, Guo Ziyuan decided that instead of trying to "steal patients" or "create criminal charges" on his own, he should go directly to Liu Chuntao.
The main considerations are as follows.
First of all, medical papers are the main path, and surgical fundamentals are the main path; choosing to immerse yourself in specialized surgical techniques during your master's studies is a minor path.
This is something that many doctoral students nearing graduation only consider when they have no hope of staying at the hospital.
Second.
Hospital stays are always tiring, and there are so many things to do.
Reviewing the quality of medical records written by junior doctors, reviewing medical orders for each bed, checking the completion rate of medical records on the shelf, signing and archiving discharge medical records; handling emergency consultations, routine consultations, emergency surgeries, teaching assignments for interns, surgical scheduling within the group, bed allocation planning for newly admitted patients, patient safety in the ward, and writing departmental documents...
And so on, these are all tasks assigned to the chief resident.
These task regulations are so complicated that just reading them makes your head hurt.
Superiors are hard to please, but junior doctors are even harder. If a quirky subordinate comes along in the department, you have to coax them into cleaning up your messes...
Hospitalization always requires help, but there are many PhDs in the department who are willing to help, and there is also the emergency surgery team, so Guo Ziyuan is just as proactive.
Treating patients earns skill points, which can be used to make up for any shortcomings in skills. This is the path that Guo Ziyuan can take.
The only thing we need to do is get through to Liu Chuntao.
Liu Chuntao scanned Guo Ziyuan from head to toe, trying to recall any memorable details about him.
A handsome face, a perfect physique, well-proportioned limbs, and... a V-shaped waist—this is the "standard" physique for an orthopedic surgeon.
With average qualifications and no hope of pursuing a doctorate, if I change careers, I should be able to make a living from my youth and physical labor for a while, and then I can retire and go home.
Liu Chuntao's brows furrowed immediately: "Have you thought this through? Giving up your doctoral studies is a big deal; it will affect you for the rest of your life."
"Director An must have remembered what happened last night. He's a doctoral supervisor, so if you keep trying, you have a chance."
Guo Ziyuan pressed closer: "Brother Liu, how long will Director An remember this little thing?"
"His classmates and senior classmates are all talented, but they have a lot of clinical work to do, so they'll probably forget about it after a while."
"Accumulating practical experience for work is a good backup plan."
"It can give you an advantage when looking for a job."
Liu Chuntao lit a cigarette with a snap, the smoke curling upwards, still somewhat uneasy: "You really didn't do anything wrong?"
Liu Chuntao is afraid of this.
Just last month, he became the chief resident. One of the resident trainees on duty in his department was careless and forgot to create a medical record template in time. The record was directly classified as a "Class C medical record," and this matter is still giving him a headache!
Although the residency training was extended by three months by the residency training office, Liu Chuntao still had to write a 5,000-word "letter of apology" by hand!
"Brother Liu, I will definitely report back to you after I have finished my own work. If you think there are any operations that are suitable for me, please remember to help your little brother practice!"
"It's the weekend, and I've already finished writing the medical records. I can just go back and take a shower tonight." Guo Ziyuan had experienced the workplace in his later life, so he knew how to answer.
Liu Chuntao's question about whether you had committed any crimes stemmed from his concerns.
Your answer that you will do your job well first reflects your principles and attitude.
Liu Chuntao is also a PhD who has just graduated from school. He currently relies on his skills to make a living, and his interpersonal skills are certainly not as good as Guo Ziyuan's, who has been in the workplace for many years.
Overjoyed, he said, "Okay, you can stay. I'll treat you to a boxed lunch later."
"Coffee or milk tea?"
Guo Ziyuan is honest, sensible, hardworking, and reliable. He has never done anything wrong and asked for help. He was even willing to work shifts with me to relieve stress. He is also my "savior." Guo Ziyuan said that when I called him for help, I was helping him gain experience and giving me a way to repay the favor...
Where can you find someone with this kind of talent?
Guo Ziyuan casually picked up his phone to check the delivery location: "Brother Liu, the delivery rider is downstairs."
"I ordered coffee and grilled meat rice. I made that decision on my own the first time. Next time I will definitely ask what you like to eat."
Liu Chuntao, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, slowly lowered his hand from the app he was searching for. His eyes swept over Guo Ziyuan, and he instantly noticed that Guo Ziyuan was even more striking. He said in a low voice, "Don't do this again next time."
"You're receiving a subsidy, while I'm receiving a salary. I can still afford to treat you to boxed lunches and milk tea."
Professional master's students only receive a stipend of 1,500 yuan per month. Medical students also have to pay for sutures and other supplies when practicing procedures. If they don't use their money wisely, they will have to ask their families for living expenses.
Fifteen minutes later, Liu Chuntao asked in astonishment, "Why did you buy a chess set?"
Guo Ziyuan's memories of Liu Chuntao in his previous life were not deep, otherwise he would not have forgotten that Liu Chuntao was the chief resident in his third year of graduate school.
All I know is that after Liu Chuntao stepped down as chief resident, was promoted to attending physician and then to associate professor, he often played chess and was the hospital's chess champion.
In his previous life, there was also a director in the orthopedics department of Yilan Central Hospital who was also fond of playing chess. Guo Ziyuan, who was slow to mature, only memorized some chess scores in the future.
Guo Ziyuan said, "Brother Liu, when you're bored or really can't sleep, you can use this to pass the time and help you fall asleep."
"Brother Tao, do you know how to play chess?"
"He only knows the basic rules." Liu Chuntao nodded slightly.
I didn't have the chance to use it in my past life, but now I can use it to pass the time, though it's really just a coincidence...
Chess is simple to play, but it mainly relies on "brain".
Guo Ziyuan fought a fierce battle with Liu Chuntao, but unfortunately lost two games.
It wasn't an intentional loss; it was truly due to a poor piece placement that caused him to miss the initiative. This further convinced Liu Chuntao that Guo Ziyuan was a skilled chess player...
"Brother Tao? This doesn't make sense... You play chess?" Guo Ziyuan asked in a low voice, his expression full of doubt.
Liu Chuntao raised his chin, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of being a "hidden master": "You are very skilled at chess; you should rarely lose among your peers."
"However, chess is a profound and complex subject, and there's always something better..." Liu Chuntao deliberately tried to appear unfathomable.
As a medical student, Liu Chuntao had to put aside his hobbies, and no classmates would waste their time with him.
During his final hospital stay, he dared not even hope that someone would play chess with him.
Guo Ziyuan has chosen to give up on pursuing a doctorate. He has worked so hard for so long, so it's understandable that he would choose to play chess to balance his life.
Liu Chuntao did not obtain his master's or doctoral degrees from the Provincial People's Hospital.
No one in the department knew that he liked playing chess, let alone that he was very good at it, a fact that Liu Chuntao was quite certain of.
"Beep beep beep beep."
He'd only played two games when his personal consultation phone for resident physicians rang; resident physicians are never really free during their stay...