Great doctors start with pediatrics

On the bus, Laurent looked at the contact on his phone—Jiangnan Guo.

I didn't expect that I would add the department director on WeChat after only a few days of residency training.

It wasn't the kind of WeChat contact I added just to do hard work for the department head.

Jiangnan Kingdom seems to have high hopes for itself, coupled with Zuo Zhenxing's attitude.

"In a sense, I have unparalleled connections within the department?"

Laurent chuckled self-deprecatingly: "But I still don't know anything about diagnostics or medicine."

There is still a lot of knowledge that Laurent lacks, and aside from the skill rewards, there is still much for him to learn on his own.

Laurent was not unmoved by Zuo Zhenxing's story.

After all, everyone has their own story, which is an important mark on their lives and the source of their behavior.

However, for Laurent, with the skill bonus and the light he sees, becoming a doctor now seems like a very interesting thing.

Not only did he gain recognition and gratitude from others, but even a simple suturing procedure allowed Laurent to experience another world.

And those who can be helped by oneself.

"It's worth a try. If it doesn't work out, I'll pursue medical malpractice or insurance claims after I graduate."

Laurent, upon hearing this, hurried back to his dormitory.

The hospital does not provide dormitories for resident trainees, so the resident trainees for professional master's degrees still sleep in university dormitories.

The doorman in the graduate student dormitory is practically useless, completely disregarding whether students are out at night.

For medical students, being out at night doesn't necessarily mean you're meeting your sweetheart; it means you might be working overtime.

Such a university life is truly something to yearn for and cherish!

Luo Lang walked up the stairs, took out his key, and opened the dormitory door.

The dormitory environment was not very good, with three people crammed into one room.

A three-person dorm room has one more person than a two-person dorm room, but one less person than a four-person dorm room. That's the advantage of a three-person dorm room.

"Old Luo, you're back?"

As soon as he entered, he saw a 1.9-meter-tall, dark-skinned physical education student greeting him.

Pan Jiujiang, Luo Lang's roommate.

They are both first-year master's students, specializing in orthopedics.

I heard that he pursued his master's degree because during his undergraduate internship, a big shot saw that he was physically strong and had the appearance of an athlete, and that he was a natural for orthopedics. So, the big shot specially selected him and promoted him.

"Pan Jiujiang, why are you still wearing a white coat when you're not at the hospital?"

Pan Jiujiang, a 1.9-meter-tall physical education student, swaggered around and boasted, "Of course! I finally became a resident physician. After three more years, I can enter the hospital and become a resident doctor. Shouldn't I get a good taste of what it's like to be a doctor beforehand?"

"Don't you find it dirty?" Luo Lang asked curiously.

Although the medical knowledge he has crammed for now is not extensive, he is well aware that the white coats of doctors and chemical engineering students are among the dirtiest things in the world.

Pan Jiujiang quickly explained, "I bought this specifically to wear as pajamas."

Luo Lang thought for a moment: "Pajamas? Are you going commando?"

"I can consider it," Pan Jiujiang replied after some thought. "Want to take a look?"

"I'm not watching, get out!"

Luo Lang didn't even glance at Pan Jiujiang again, turning to the slightly shorter boy with a red nose from rhinitis beside him: "Qiu Chen, what are you looking for?"

Qiu Chen, also Luo Lang's roommate, is a master's student specializing in dentistry.

Among the three brothers in the same dormitory, he was definitely the only rising star in terms of his major.

"Oh, come and see!"

"This is a stethoscope I specially selected. Do you like it?"

Qiu Chen took out two boxes: "Take whichever you like."

"I see you don't have the mindset to please the teacher, so I prepared this for you in advance."

"I asked some senior students, and they said that if you give other things to the teachers, they might be rejected, but if you give them a stethoscope, they will definitely think of you when they need to use it in the future."

"And this surgical magnifying glass, you can also take it and give it to the teacher. The three of us work in surgery, so this is definitely a suitable gift for the teacher."

Unlike other honest and straightforward medical students, Qiu Chen seemed much more shrewd, more like a businessman.

Just as Luo Lang was about to refuse Qiu Chen's gift, Pan Jiujiang grabbed the two boxes and said, "Old Luo, take them! How can you refuse a gift from someone? I'll just treat him to a meal later."

Qiu Chen quickly stuffed the gift into Laurent's arms: "Yes, even if you don't give it to the teacher, you can use it yourself."

The two worked together so well that Luo Lang was somewhat dazzled.

After looking at it for a moment, Luo Lang accepted his roommate's gift.

"By the way, Luo Lang, did you know? I heard from our senior that we second-year dentistry students will have the opportunity to perform surgeries. Don't be envious of me then."

Qiu Chen's words carried a hint of boasting.

For resident trainees, the most impressive thing is their surgical record.

Regardless of time or profession, the ability to participate in more surgeries and witness more consultations reflects a medical student's competence.

"Tch." Pan Jiujiang curled his lip. "It's just cleaning people's teeth, right? I wouldn't even want to do it!"

My advisor has high hopes for me; I'm absolutely certain I'll be able to get in for surgery in my second year. And those are major surgeries.

Qiu Chen scoffed, "Setting bones for people? An old Chinese medicine doctor?"

"I also asked the senior students, and if I want to get ahead earlier, I could have a chance to perform on stage during winter break. After I finish my studies, I can even go to Lao Luo's orphanage to check the children's teeth. I just don't know about your situation..."

Qiu Chen looked at Luo Lang as she spoke, "Old Luo, what do you say?"

"Huh? Me?"

Luo Lang hadn't expected the topic to be about him. Seeing the two people's curious eyes, he said, "I only performed a few surgeries today, and I even participated in some. I don't think it's a big deal."

"cut."

The two, who had initially been curious, let out a long sigh.

"Anyone can brag, right?"

Pan Jiujiang said directly, "I heard from my teacher in the orthopedics department today that one of your students diagnosed a condition that even I couldn't, saving a child's life. They're already planning to find an opportunity to commend him."

"This student is destined for great success; graduating will be a breeze."

Pan Jiujiang said, "If you ask me, I'm still that student myself. You dare say that, Lao Luo?"

The original owner was honest and simple, and in her roommates' impression, she wasn't the type to joke around.

Therefore, Laurent was no longer going to joke: "Yes, it's me."

"Hahaha, Laurent, you've really flattered the headmaster."

Laurent shrugged and offered no explanation.

A true master is often lonely; no words are needed.

Inside the dormitory, the three chatted and laughed as they shared their day's experiences.

At the same time.

Zuo Zhenxing sat in the airport waiting room.

He pulled out his phone, glanced at the message he'd asked Zhang Lianren to look after Luo Lang, and clumsily typed with both thumbs: "Zhang Lianren, you smiling tiger, you didn't make things difficult for my student, did you?"

"I'm in the emergency room and need to go to the hospital for surgery. Luoyang might need to stay in your department for another day tomorrow, so please don't make things difficult for him."

Just treat him like an ordinary student and let him do what he's supposed to do.

If you think it's good, teach him your sewing techniques. Afterwards, I'll invite you to my house for dinner, and I'll teach you another trick.

Soon, a reply came from the other end: "Director Zuo, you're the one who's like a smiling tiger."

"?"

Zuo Zhenxing was about to reply, but it was already time to board, so he sent a message saying, "I have to go now, I need to board the plane. Thank you for your help."

They hurriedly boarded the plane.

However, Zhang Lianren's words were still stuck in his mind.

A smiling tiger?

me?