Oncology Physician Life

Chapter 63 Chapter 62 The Child Without an Umbrella
Time flies by like a fleeting horse, always rushing away in the blink of an eye.

In the ward of the oncology department, there are a total of 370 eight beds, which are listed on the schedule, which is just 378 numbers, but behind this simple number, it means that each bed contains a story, A period of bittersweet sweet joys and sorrows.

Behind the eight beds of 370, there are eight families of 370, and eight different lives of 370.

Jiang Li runs around in these beds every day, living every day steadily, and occasionally finds time to go on a date with Gu Jun.It wasn't until this morning that Jiang Li changed into his white coat from the locker room. When he walked out of the room, he was stopped by Qi Dahua, the first deputy director of the oncology department.

Qi Dahua held the list of interns just assigned from the teaching hospital in his hand, which gave him a headache at this time of year. He begged his grandpa to tell his grandma to ask the professors and associate professors in each department to bring more interns.

Third-line doctors are very busy at work every day. In addition to daily outpatient visits and ward rounds, they also have to write various articles and papers, and even encounter several research projects of the National Natural Science Foundation of China. They also need to make a ppt, participate in various academic conferences and Patient's MDT session.

The premise of these is that you have to complete the surgery that can never be finished, otherwise you may hang on the operating table every day for a week.

The second-line doctors have even less time. They are stuck in the ward every day, eating, drinking and sleeping in the hospital. A doctor may have to take care of more than a dozen patients, and has no time to care about the front-line doctors, let alone the new interns who arrive every year.

So when it comes to assigning interns as teaching doctors, the directors of each major department have a headache, and some department professors even directly refuse to bring in newcomers.

Qi Dahua showed a flattering expression on his face: "Professor Jiang, it seems that Lu Jiajia is the only intern in your children's oncology department? She will be promoted to a resident after September this year, right?"

Jiang Li nodded: "According to the calculation, Lu Jiajia has been intern in various departments of the hospital for a year and a half, and in the tumor surgery department for a year, and in my place for half a year. If there is no accident in September this year, he should talk to Xu Youshu and the others. Like those interns, they were all promoted to residents.”

Qi Dahua smiled: "Is Professor Jiang interested in bringing another student? Just think of it as cultivating talents for our country. I still have a few good seedlings left here!"

Seeing Qi Dahua's almost flattering expression, Jiang Li suddenly showed a clear expression, "Director Qi, do you still have interns on hand that have not been assigned? Co-authors are not wanted by professors in other departments, and they are stuffed on my side." Bar!"

Seeing that his little trick was exposed by Jiang Li, Qi Dahua smiled awkwardly: "Professor Jiang, just help me, let's bring one, okay?"

Jiang Li doesn't hate taking interns, because she came here in the same way back then. During the internship, she was also known as an idiot. If she hadn't met a teacher like Li Zhongfu, Jiang Li might not have achieved what she is today.

Therefore, the profession of medicine actually pays attention to the inheritance of teachers. Meeting a good teacher is a blessing for a student's life.

"Okay, then I'll bring another one?" Jiang Li didn't refuse Qi Dahua.

Qi Dahua's face was like a chrysanthemum, he grinned loudly, looked at the list of interns in his hand, pointed to a name, and said, "That's it, Yang Xiaolan, this little girl is good, she is a real person."

Jiang Li took over the file of the intern doctor, looked at the photo, and was a little surprised, he was a college student who came out of the countryside, which is really rare.

The profession of studying medicine also pays attention to famous families. Many doctors come from medical families. There are elders in the family who are doctors. A little girl from the countryside walked out of the mountains. The dream of only the village has come to this step, so Jiang Li said it is commendable.

At this time, the nurse's desk in the tumor surgery department.

Zhang Linlin, Lu Jiajia, Xu Youshu, and Shu Yusheng, three-year interns, chatted and laughed around the two girls.

Both of them came to the hospital for internships this year. To report in advance, Sun Qiaoqiao has a master's degree in medicine. She can be regarded as Zhang Linlin's junior junior sister, and has been accepted by a professor of tumor surgery.

Sun Qiaoqiao let people take a look at her, and they can tell that the girl's family background is very good.

The T-shirts in the white coat are all expensive brands, and the outfits of the young girl who just graduated cost over ten thousand. Naturally, the family's financial conditions are not bad.

Sun Qiaoqiao took senior sister Zhang Linlin's hand and complained: "Senior sister, if you don't know, I almost couldn't come here!"

Zhang Linlin was very surprised: "How come? Your grades are very good!"

Sun Qiaoqiao sighed: "I was originally recommended to major in Xiehe Physiology, but I really don't like doing basic research all day long, facing a pile of cold experimental equipment, so I didn't choose to recommend. I want to go to the Cancer Hospital of the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences , their immunization major is the best in the country, but the competition is too fierce. Our school only has four recommended places. Our department head recommended another male student, and I lost the election. I feel unbalanced. The other party didn’t want me , I want a boy, is it because I’m a girl!? Otherwise, why wasn’t I recommended? My grades are no worse than that person’s!”

Zhang Linlin patted her hand to comfort her: "There will be opportunities in the future, not to mention it is very good here, Fudan's medical school is also okay."

Xu Youshu nodded: "It's okay."

Sun Qiaoqiao shook her head: "But I'm not reconciled, so I decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination at my own expense. I applied to Peking University Cancer Hospital, and my total score was the first, but my professional score was 0.5 points behind. The admission of Peking University is too strict. I didn’t go, and finally came to Shanghai.”

Lu Jiajia curled her lips: "Why does this sound weird? Junior sister, are you showing off properly? What else are you talking about? My Peking University Cancer Hospital has the first overall score, and my professional score is only 0.5 points behind. I didn't go to Versailles Literature Well? Fudan’s medical school is okay, right?! You’re letting people live!”

Sun Qiaoqiao covered her mouth and smiled: "No, no, I'm just not reconciled. After all, my uncle and my brothers are all doctors at the Cancer Hospital of the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences. When it came to me, I didn't expect something to go wrong."

Lu Jiajia opened his mouth wide: "Junior Sister, you come from a medical family, you're too awesome!"

Jiang Li just came out of the ward rounds, squeezed some disinfectant hand sanitizer on the back of his hands at the nurse's desk, rubbed his hands to disinfect, and listened to the conversation of several interns.

Her eyes fell on Yang Xiaolan in the crowd.

This girl seemed to have nothing to say, sitting in the corner by herself, but Sun Qiaoqiao, with a good family background and a proud education background, became the focus of everyone immediately.

Jiang Li looked at Yang Xiaolan. The little girl came to practice on the first day, and it could be seen that she had prepared carefully.

The Qi bangs in front of the head use hairpins with special care, and firmly fasten the sides, revealing a smooth forehead, and a face full of gelatin underneath.

Presumably, I checked the hospital's manual in advance, and there are strict requirements on the makeup and grooming of interns entering the ward.

Yang Xiaolan also noticed Jiang Li's gaze looking at him.

A pair of watery eyes showed an honesty and maturity that did not match his age. He hurriedly stood up from his seat, walked towards Jiang Li, bent slightly, and said, "Is it Professor Jiang Lijiang? I have seen it before. The video of your speech at the MD Anderson Forum, I really like you, my graduate thesis, I chose the SCI of "Making Cancer a Chronic Disease" published by you in the New Yorker Magazine, your thesis The views have even become the mainstream direction of contemporary cancer medical care, and many of the views in it are very new to me, which makes me feel enlightened."

"The little girl has such a sweet mouth." Jiang Li smiled softly.

Yang Xiaolan shook her head hastily, keeping a serious look on her face: "I'm not flattering you, I mean it sincerely. If you don't believe me, you can check my graduation thesis. My teacher is Professor Jiang Shaofu from the School of Medicine."

Jiang Li was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Yang Xiaolan to be so honest, she just made a joke and scared the other party enough.

Jiang Li pulled her to sit down, and asked curiously: "I see they are chatting so happily over there, why are you sitting here alone?"

Yang Xiaolan lowered her head: "I, I don't know what to talk to them about? I don't have any recommendation experience, and I managed to pass the postgraduate exam twice. The tuition fees almost used up all my family's savings. I I came from the countryside, and my parents’ annual income is only tens of thousands of yuan. There is no uncle or brother who is a doctor in the Academy of Sciences at home. Schools like Peking University Cancer Hospital, let alone the exam, I dare not even try to sign up. , because I don't have a second chance to choose, if I don't pass the exam, I may have to go home to marry and have children..."

Jiang Li's heart couldn't help tightening. She had seen many children from the countryside. Indeed, these children would have low self-esteem in front of other children in the stratosphere, especially in the field of medicine. Most of the children's family conditions Well, there are even those who come from famous families. If they are not from very good families, they may study medicine, and the financial burden will be very difficult.

Hearing Yang Xiaolan's words, Jiang Li suddenly smiled softly: "What's wrong with being from the countryside? I am also from the countryside. Although my hometown is not a countryside, it is also a small town with a small population and poor transportation. It’s not very convenient, and my father passed away early. During the seven or eight years of my high school and university, my mother worked alone for my study. My university even had to work two jobs a day to save for the tuition of graduate students. I saved enough 10 yuan for tuition, you don’t know how I got there in those four years, it can almost be said that I walked on eggshells.”

Yang Xiaolan looked at Jiang Li in surprise. She never thought that this female surgery professor who came back from MD Anderson Cancer Center had a completely different family background than she thought.

She thought that the other party's family background must be very good, and the elders in the family were some big names in the medical field, but she never thought that the other party was just an ordinary woman who couldn't be more ordinary.

Jiang Li smiled easily: "At first, when I was young, I was not sensible, I didn't win at the starting line, I didn't have any shortcuts to copy, and I used to complain about my mother, but later I grew up and became sensible. I am grateful to my parents. In fact, I am quite satisfied. Even if I am not born with wings that can fly and have no parents who can borrow from me, I will be admitted to university by my own efforts, go to the United States to study, and finally go to I became a professor of surgery at Anderson and became a columnist for The New Yorker. Every step I took was down-to-earth.

Yang Xiaolan clenched her hands and looked at Jiang Li's bright eyes: "Mr. Jiang, you are really good. If one day, I can be like you."

Jiang Li got up and patted her on the shoulder: "There is no such thing as a wasted journey in life, every step counts, as long as you have a dream and know what kind of life you want to live, it is not too late to work hard, a child without an umbrella, We don't have any shortcuts other than running wild in the rain, do we?"

Yang Xiaolan nodded solemnly, looking at Jiang Li's back, her eyes were full of light.

(End of this chapter)