Great doctors start with pediatrics

"..."

Zhang Lianren remained silent.

At first glance, everyone in the conversation was asking Laurent for stitches.

There are even conspiracy theories about suppression by various departments.

It's as if the hospital needs to suppress a resident trainee.

Don't they even consider whether resident trainees are considered human beings in hospitals?

Do things that have no human rights need to be suppressed within the department?

What kind of thoughtless talk is this? Does anyone actually believe this kind of conspiracy theory?

Why doesn't anyone believe that 18th-century American Jews had already formed the Brotherhood to resurrect Yuri and exterminate Africans?

Why should others bother with things that have no human rights?

Zhang Lianren breathed a sigh of relief and was about to explain.

Suddenly, the nurse next to her blinked and said in surprise, "So Dr. Luo is in our hospital?"

No wonder the environment seemed so familiar when I watched the video yesterday.

"video?"

Everyone looked at the nurse.

The nurse quickly said, "Didn't you see it? That video from yesterday went viral."

As she spoke, the nurse pulled out an article from her phone titled "He can sew up a banana in ten seconds; he is the ruthless and cold-blooded young master of the pediatric urology department."

Regardless of the title, the video shows Laurent performing a suturing procedure using bananas yesterday afternoon.

Opening the comments section: "Wow, this doctor is really handsome. Didn't you see his cold expression when he was suturing the banana? Not a trace of emotion, and his hands were so steady. He was even willing to demonstrate his suturing skills to others. It really puts my mind at ease. Can I go to the hospital to get it stitched up?"

"Sister, this is a circumcision, you didn't have one."

Meaningless comments and conversations.

"Sew up bananas? I stopped doing this kind of sewing after graduating from university?"

Expand the comments: "Can you sew like this?"

"Ten seconds, and without even accelerating. Look at the smoothness of it. I asked a professor at our school, and even he might not be able to do it consistently now."

"Sigh, even if medical students achieve this, the future is still difficult!"

"But isn't he wearing a work badge? Judging from his grade, he should be a resident trainee."

……

After looking at them one by one, everyone turned to Laurent.

Laurent scratched his head: "Sorry, I really didn't wear my name tag yesterday because I lost something during the morning clinic and didn't notice."

"Nobody wants to ask that."

I don't know who said that.

The group immediately began to discuss.

"No wonder the environment in that video last night looked familiar; it turned out to be our hospital."

"This young man's skills are indeed proficient; he'll be in high demand even if he goes to the beauty industry in the future."

"Sigh, why isn't she my student? At least I could have learned a thing or two from her."

"No wonder the three of them stayed there early in the morning sewing up the model and the banana; they were just too bored to sit still."

"I would lose face too."

The crowd began to murmur amongst themselves. Zhang Lianren couldn't hold back any longer and looked at the nurse: "Didn't you realize it was our hospital when you saw the video yesterday? I was standing right next to it."

The doctor and nurses looked over, their faces full of apology: "It's so forgettable."

"..."

Zhang Lianren's question is unnecessary.

He turned to the woman who had come to inquire, his tone businesslike, and said, "Because Laurent is still a student, we can't necessarily guarantee..."

Zhang Lianren was about to speak when he saw the woman pick up WeChat and type furiously: "Family members, as expected, there's some department suppressing us..."

"We need to respect Laurent's opinion. If Laurent is available at that time, we will let him do it."

"Laurent?"

Zhang Lianren hurriedly looked at Laurent.

Laurent, who was still surrounded by two nurses watching his impressive performance on the screen, realized what was happening and said, "Yes, I should be free then."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to Dr. Luo."

Upon hearing this, the woman's eyes lit up, and she deleted the content from her phone.

Zhang Lianren breathed a sigh of relief.

Doctors, even pediatric urologists, are afraid of writing long articles...

The woman turned and left.

The discussion was still ongoing in the lounge.

"Hey, is your suturing skill really that good?"

"So-so."

"When can we discuss this together? I'll let you go up on stage and play with the stones."

Because it's a urology department, they're talking about kidney stones.

Laurent nodded: "We'll discuss it when we have the chance, but just let me have a tour then."

"I'm still a student, and there's still so much I don't know."

Zhang Lianren listened to the discussion, and occasionally his colleagues would make fun of him.

"If you ask me, Lao Zhang is just petty. You come to our operating room, and no matter how many cows I sew, you can suture that many cows."

Is this a statement that will pass censorship?

Zhang Lianren, exasperated, grabbed Laurent and said, "This is Director Zuo Zhenxing's beloved student. Don't make things worse."

"This person isn't from our urology department; after doing this stitching, they'd be more than qualified for neurosurgery or cardiac surgery."

Zhang Lianren then pulled Laurent out.

His two students looked at each other, feeling as if they were two eunuchs studying with the crown prince.

It looks like there's no chance of stitching it up today.

If Laurent isn't allowed to take the stage, and a child complains, it will cause headaches for the patient's family who happen to be in trouble.

But what comforted them was that Laurent was always able to explain suturing knowledge to them from a very professional perspective.

They learned far more from Laurent than they could learn on their own.

"Alright, Luo, just see how things go today. You don't need to come anymore once Director Zuo returns."

"But Luo, do you need to get your name tag replaced?"

"Oh, I went to the front desk to get it this morning."

Laurent said, taking his name tag out of his pocket and hanging it on his white coat.

Laurent.

First-year resident training student.

Pediatric surgery.

Seeing Laurent put it on neatly, Zhang Lianren nodded and said, "It's good that you got it. Otherwise, even if you get reported, it's a small matter, but it's still troublesome. You see..."

"Hmm? First year of residency training?"

Zhang Lianren's eyes widened.

"Aren't you... a doctoral student?"

"Oh, so you're just starting your residency training as a PhD student?"

Zhang Lianren is in a complete mess.

For a first-year resident training student, assuming they are also a master's student, that means they have only graduated from undergraduate studies for one year.

Looking back at my suturing skills when I graduated from university, I can hardly bear to look at them.

Once on stage, the teacher would give a lecture more than a dozen times before stopping.

Laurent explained, "I'm still a first-year master's student."

The two classmates, one fat and one thin, stared wide-eyed.

"So Director Zuo summoned you here? And asked me to look after you because..."

"Because Director Zuo thinks highly of me?"

Laurent thought for a moment: "That's what Teacher Jiang told me last night too."

"Director Jiang?" Zhang Lianren asked, "Is it the one I'm thinking of?"

Laurent said, "Professor Jiangnan said I can ask him for help if there's anything I don't understand. It seems there's no one else like Professor Jiang in pediatric surgery."

Zhang Lianren remained silent, his eyes fixed intently on Laurent's name tag.

First year of residency training.

First-year graduate students.

Did you learn to pretend from the womb?