Love Healing Manual

Chapter 12 The Interns
"I'll take you to the hospital's storeroom later to collect clothes, shoes, disinfectant, and other supplies. Remember, no talking. Line up in your groups. Understand?" Nan Yeyong said, glancing at his watch.

"Understood!" everyone replied.

After so much anticipation, the medical students' internship period has finally begun.

Despite numerous alumni recounting the hardships and struggles of their internships, the expectations of each new generation of interns remain undiminished.

After all, only by wearing that white coat can one truly feel the sacredness and nobility of the medical profession.

Upon enrollment, medical students watched a documentary produced by the University of Tokyo Hospital in collaboration with the media.

I witnessed how top doctors diagnose difficult and complex diseases, how doctors persevered through more than ten hours of surgery to pull patients back from the brink of death, and how traditional Chinese medicine, which has been passed down from China, has been further researched and developed... After recovering, the patients returned to a peaceful life and, when interviewed, praised the doctors highly.

The bond between patients and doctors is very pure.

Even though this profession inevitably involves pursuing fame and fortune, at least one can earn the respect of others.

At that time, many people secretly vowed to work hard until they were worthy of this respect.

……

Under the bright sunshine.

Thirty-odd students lined up, their faces beaming with undisguised anticipation.

They whispered among themselves, wondering what they would look like wearing white coats.

Yu Minamino and Associate Professor Fujita led the way with the list in hand, without turning around to ask the students to keep quiet.

He was just as excited as the interns back then, but more than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye.

Time flies.

Not a moment later.

Inside the warehouse of the affiliated hospital.

A nurse wearing a one-piece dress-style uniform, with her hair tied up and white elastic stockings on her legs, is tidying up a brand-new doctor's coat. Dozens of pre-printed nameplates are on the table.

She also wore one on her chest, with the surname Gongkou, but the given name wasn't clearly visible to everyone.

"Lin Zesang, I saw your nameplate."

At the very front of the procession, Miyagi Suzuo spoke softly to Hayashi Sawa.

"Really? Where is it?"

"The far left."

Following the direction of her finger, Lin Ze indeed saw his nameplate, which was only the size of a thumb and was written in three languages: Chinese, Japanese, and English, with a pin attached to the back.

The others also looked around, hoping to find their own one.

The nurse didn't keep everyone waiting too long. After moving several white coats into a box, she said to everyone, "Keep order and collect your uniforms. Remember, each person gets two name tags and two uniforms, as well as shoes, supplies, and some toiletries. You also get one stethoscope. Please keep it safe during your internship. If you lose it..."

She paused in her speech.

"It's very expensive to buy it again, and you only have one chance a year, do you understand?"

"understood."

"Let the first one claim it."

So Lin Ze led his two team members over and took their clothes and shoes from the nurse at the cervical cervix.

After that, the three of them walked to the other side.

Lin Ze looked down at the white lab coat in his hand. Unlike the light and flimsy feeling he had in mind, the coat was actually very thick and had a very high-quality feel.

Perhaps because it was covered with a layer of hard plastic, it even had a faint sheen.

“Does Lin Ze-san want to wear it now? Why don’t you try it on… It should look quite good on you,” Miyagi Suzuo suggested.

“Yes, after all, she has height.” Sano Chizuru tentatively agreed.

In fact, Chizuru Sano and Miyagi were not familiar with each other at all. They were in the same class and had hardly spoken a word to each other.

But since we'll be in the same group from now on, we'll inevitably have to interact.

"also."

"Let me hold that one for you," Miyagi Suzuo quickly extended her hand.

Lin Ze nodded at her kindness and helpfulness, smiled at her, and handed her the clothes.

Beneath the white coat wrapped in plastic film, her fingertips brushed against Lin Ze's ring finger—a fleeting touch.

Suddenly.

Miyagi Suzuo felt as if she had been electrocuted.

She bit her lip slightly, and her toes, hidden inside her left shoe, involuntarily tightened.

Lin Ze quickly removed the outer packaging, shook the neatly wrapped white coat a couple of times as usual, then stretched out his arms to put on the sleeves and put on the white coat very efficiently.

Clearly, the clothes in this warehouse had undergone disinfection treatment, as they had a faint smell of disinfectant.

In just a moment, Lin Ze, who was originally wearing a school uniform, changed his appearance. His long white coat hung down to his knees, enveloping his entire body.

He already had the advantage of height, plus his smooth movements.

In an instant, he looked quite professional, like a doctor with a real professional demeanor, and his overly youthful face made him appear dashing.

Miyagi Suzuo was taken aback for a moment, then stared at him as if her eyes were sparkling.

"I...I'll straighten your collar for you." After she came to her senses, she hurriedly stepped forward, but stumbled and almost fell.

Lin Ze reached out and helped her up.

"No need." He straightened his collar with one hand.

The other students in the class lined up looked over at Lin Ze. The girls' eyes sparkled with admiration, while the boys' eyes lit up as they imagined what they would look like wearing the clothes.

"Great job, Lin Ze-san," Yamazaki Yu said, giving a thumbs up.

"You guys should give it a try too," Lin Ze said, giving him a thumbs up and turning to the two girls.

He was completely unaware.

In the line to receive clothes.

There was one person who wasn't as happy as everyone else. His face was full of disappointment, and he looked at the interaction between Miyagi Suzuo and Hayashi Ze with a complicated expression.

Jealousy, envy, or more—it's more than one emotion.

For Hiroshi Fuyuyama, this was probably the darkest day of his life.

Not only did he lose face in class, but what hurt him even more was that even though Miyagi was Lin Ze's backup choice, he wasn't willing to be Lin Ze's first choice.

If... it were me standing next to Miyagi right now, how wonderful that would be.

"Move forward! What are you standing there for?"

Suddenly a shout rang out.

It startled him from his thoughts.

Hirame Onoko stood behind him, hands on her hips, glaring at him with an unfriendly expression.

The line ahead of him had moved quite a distance; it turned out he had been standing there for a long time.

Dongshan Hao's cheeks flushed red instantly, and he quickly took a few small steps forward.

He's not usually a very outgoing person, so it really took a lot of courage for him to say those words on the stage today.

However, not all sincerity is rewarded.

In the warehouse.

Soon everyone received their own clothes, and some even had name tags pinned on.

Don't say it.

Wearing white lab coats certainly masked a lot of the students' demeanor, making everyone look quite professional.

If the girls tied their hair up, just like the other doctors in the hospital, they would look even more like them.

"Alright," Minamino Yu said, "Now come with me to visit the various departments. Remember to keep quiet, and don't make any noise once we're out of the storeroom. Your teachers should have taught you how to write medical records, right?"

"Taught."

“The first standard for every intern after entering the internship period is to learn how to write a beautiful medical record. You must remember the importance of the medical record,” Minamino Yu said seriously. “In the morning, I will take you to visit 3 wards with about 10 patients, and in the afternoon, 5 wards. Then I will assign the first lesson.”

After he finished speaking, the interns looked at each other in bewilderment.

The meaning in their eyes was quite clear.

The real trial is about to begin...

“Each patient’s medical record must be concise, accurate, timely, complete, and standardized. This is to ensure the efficiency of collaboration between departments. If there is even one writing error, it will be a disaster for the entire treatment process! Your groups should assign tasks to each other and elect a group leader. I will be collecting the medical records in three days,” Nan Yeyong said with his hands behind his back.

"Roger!" everyone shouted in unison. Even the nurses, who were used to seeing this kind of scene, still looked at them with pity.

Even though she has been in the industry for many years, she still feels a little scared when she thinks back to when she was writing medical records.

The doctors leading the team were extremely meticulous about the medical records, to the point of nitpicking.

……

At noon.

The group of people who returned from their visit to the affiliated hospital were so tired that they could barely walk, as if all their strength had been used up and they had no energy left.

Lin Ze and Otomo Shoji walked together on their way to the cafeteria.

With each step he took, Otomo Shoji's body swayed three times.

"I climbed the stairs for two hours, why can't the elevator be opened for us to use? Isn't Southeast University Affiliated Hospital supposed to be the top hospital with the most advanced technology? How come it can't even meet the requirements for an elevator?"

“I noticed,” Lin Ze said, his forehead also slightly sweaty, especially under the sunlight. He thought for a moment and said, “Most of the elevators are open to patients. As we visit various departments and go back and forth, some of them are taking up public resources.”

"Lin Zesang is very thoughtful..."

He was next to him.

Miyagi Suzuo chimed in at the opportune moment.

If someone looked closely, they would notice that she was holding a handkerchief in her hand, which she didn't use herself. She probably wanted to give it to Lin Ze to wipe his sweat, but felt that such behavior was too unladylike—it is a very ambiguous thing for a girl to give a boy a handkerchief.

“It’s alright. At least Section Chief Minamino and Associate Professor Fujita climbed up and down with us, and the teachers and students were treated equally. So there’s nothing to complain about,” Takeuchi Mei said.

"I think so too, and I learned a lot this morning."

"Huh??? What did you learn!" Shoji Ohtomo asked in surprise, "Didn't we just visit a few departments and wander around the wards? I can't take it anymore, all I can think about now is that disgusting image of patients' wounds."

"Stop talking..." Takeuchi Mei's face turned pale again.

Although they are medical students, most of them have only seen detailed explanations of medical cases in textbooks during their two years of study. They have never actually observed a patient's wound up close.

My first experience.

In the ward, many people almost vomited.

Those with better mental resilience only turned a little paler.

The students couldn't remember anything about what Associate Professor Fujita was explaining; they were too busy suppressing their nausea.

"The second ward we visited, the diabetic patient's characteristics included not only cracked skin and prominent bones, but also hammer toes, and infected wounds that were difficult to heal on their own," Lin Ze said calmly. "Isn't this the textbook example of 'diabetic foot'?"

"What caused it?" Shoji Otomo scratched his head.

"Diabetes can damage the nerves, blood vessels, and immune system. When the immune function is impaired, the function of white blood cells decreases, and the ability to fight infection is weakened. Therefore, after a wound is formed, bacteria can easily invade and multiply. When the vascular function is abnormal, antibiotics have difficulty reaching the site of infection..." Lin Ze thought for a moment and remembered the content in the textbook: "Neuropathy + vascular lesion + neuropathy + poor immunity → skin damage → wound is difficult to heal → infection → ulcer → gangrene, and the last step is amputation."

Now that you mention it, it does seem to be true.

Other students also recalled the content they had memorized countless times.

However, while in the ward, no one had any idea of ​​applying the content taught in the textbooks to real-life situations.

All I remember is that the patient's wound was festering and looked extremely disgusting.

"Let's not think about these things now, Lin Ze, let's go to the cafeteria for lunch..."

"Yes, I need to get everything that happened this morning out of my head, otherwise I definitely won't be able to eat."

“Okay, let’s go to the cafeteria together,” Lin Ze agreed, but instead of following the others, he turned around and waved to Sano Chizuru, who was following behind not far away: “Chizuru-kun.”

"what happened?"

"The notes I asked you to take."

“Here it is!” Chizuru Sano quickly handed over the notebook she had been holding behind her back.

"Hey! They even wrote notes."

Immediately, the surrounding classmates looked over curiously, including Hiramomi Onoko and her friends.

"Seriously, is it really possible to take notes in a hospital ward?"

"I can barely stand up."

"correct."

Lin Ze ignored him, took the laptop directly, said "thank you," nodded, and then walked forward.

After he left for a short while.

The female classmates immediately surrounded Sano Chizuru.

They started asking questions, one after another.

"Did Lin Ze ask you to take these notes?"

“Yes, before entering the ward, he asked me to get paper and pen from the nurse,” Chizuru Sano explained in a low voice.

"How can you be in the mood to take notes? Doesn't Chizuru find it disgusting?"

"I'm alright. Actually, my father runs a clinic... so I see a lot of patients."

"Chizuru's family owns a clinic? I never knew that!"

Among this group of girls.

Only Hiramika Onoko didn't ask any questions; she crossed her arms, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Despite being a high-achieving student in the class, I never thought to write down what Associate Professor Fujita said.

So... the competition has already begun?
She suddenly clenched her fist.

……

The cafeteria was bustling with people, long queues formed in front of each food stall, and the air was filled with the aroma of curry, creating a lively scene.

A group of female students were huddled together, their plates filled with chicken legs drizzled with sauce. Their eyes were successfully drawn to the food, but the table was already crowded with people.

"It seems I won't be able to have lunch with the female students," said Shoji Otomo with some regret.

“Let’s stay away from him,” Yamazaki Yu said to Lin Ze. “Sometimes I feel really embarrassed being around him… By the way, Lin Ze, what do you want to eat for lunch?”

"The ramen in this cafeteria is delicious, let's each order one serving."

“Okay, I’ll go queue up. You go and save a spot for me.” Yamazaki Yu took the initiative to shoulder the responsibility.

Each campus of the University of Tokyo has its own cafeteria, each with its own specialties and flavors. The more popular cafeterias are naturally good value for money, like the one Lin Ze and his friends came to.

Of course, there are also cafes, beverage shops, and fast food restaurants on campus, where long queues are common.

Although they live in a bustling city and attend a top university, Lin Ze and his two best friends' family circumstances are far from those of the truly wealthy.

Miyagi Suzuo, a classmate, never eats in the cafeteria; she is usually picked up and dropped off by someone at noon.

Therefore, based on the time of day they ate, students from well-off families and those from ordinary families were separated.

Such details appear in every aspect of life.

Lin Ze walked ahead, with Otomo Shoji following closely behind, still rambling on about the girls.

While searching for empty seats, Lin Ze was actually in a good mood.

The internship conditions offered to students by the University of Tokyo Hospital are truly exceptional. I had only heard about it before, but seeing it with my own eyes today has given me the answer.

The affiliated hospital has dedicated high-class wards with good living conditions, with about 2 to 3 people sharing a room. All the necessary facilities are provided, and each ward has soundproof glass. There are dedicated staff responsible for cleaning and maintenance. The entire building is frequented by medical experts and authoritative professors.

However, these high-end hospital rooms do not require paying exorbitant fees to be admitted.

In fact, most patients can be admitted for free. As long as their disease is typical enough, they can be admitted to a VIP ward after the nurse asks for their opinion. The signed agreement includes a clause that allows the supervising doctor to bring interns to visit, record the situation, or have the interns do some simple diagnostic work, under the supervision of the attending physician.

In a regular hospital, how could they possibly value interns so much?
Basically, they were thrown into various departments to do hard labor.

However, the University of Tokyo Hospital is different. In order to cultivate talents for the medical school, a high-end ward was specially built. The hospital uses generous accommodation to attract patients to provide case materials so that interns can learn from them.

This is Tokyo, where every inch of land is incredibly valuable.

No other university in Japan could pull off such a feat.

Therefore, the medical school is able to continuously produce top medical talents, which is inseparable from the nurturing environment.

Suddenly, while pondering these things...

Lin Ze spotted an empty table where only one girl was eating, so he walked over.

After getting closer.

He was somewhat surprised.

The girl sitting there quietly eating was none other than herself.

It's actually Ayane Kitagawa...

(End of this chapter)