Those years when I hung up and upgraded in the hospital

Chapter 223 Low-key and Direction (Please subscribe)

When Fang Yun returned home and shared Lin Xin's story with Xiao Qinglan, Xiao Qinglan started to chuckle.

"I think you might as well keep a low profile. Nowadays, education has become more popular, and many young geniuses are growing up very quickly. Especially in universities like Hanshi University, the undergraduate qualifications are set very high."

"And some of the candidates may not have performed well, so among those who didn't get into top universities like Qingbei, you don't know who will burst into flames all of a sudden."

"Some of them are fierce. When they were in their fifth year of undergraduate studies, they had already published many articles and helped the school win trophies." Xiao Qinglan tilted his head slightly, looked at Fang Yun, and explained.

"Is this something you experienced first-hand when you were studying for graduate school in Huake and Fuda Huashan?" Fang Yun was a little curious.

To be honest, Fang Yun's own experience was that he had no chance to come into contact with such a top genius. His previous undergraduate degree was average, which was pretty good in Hunan Province, but in the whole country, people who know Hengda University are probably only It is a rare breed.

But no matter how bad Hanshi University's medical department is, Hanshi University's signature is here after all.

"It's true, but it's not true. You'll find out later." Xiao Qinglan said with emotion.

While eating takeaway, I tidied my hair.

She actually felt that her scalp was itching to death. She hadn't washed her hair for a long time and didn't even take time to take a shower. Now she was just pretending to be quiet and ladylike.

If Fang Yun was not here, she would probably scratch her head and take a shower as soon as she got home.

Fang Yun was more attentive. Looking at the dandruff in Xiao Qinglan's hair, he said, "How about you take a shower first and then eat?"

Fang Yun himself doesn't have such troubles. He takes a bath every day throughout the year.

"Let's wait a little longer. There's no rush."

"Anyway, at the Hubei Provincial People's Hospital, some students may not have that high cumulative grades now, but their potential is not low."

"There are many students who will pass out in the end, and some can stay."

"Also, if there are some masters or doctors around you who seem to be low-key, don't underestimate them. They are just forced to keep a low profile, not because they really have no achievements."

"It can be said that from the associate professor level down, many young doctors in our hospital are not that outstanding in terms of professional strength, but if you look at the resumes behind them, they are a bit scary."

"Doctoral degree, postgraduate degree, overseas experience, articles with high impact factor..." Xiao Qinglan said.

She blushed slightly because her scalp started to itch again.

It's okay to have an itchy head once it doesn't start. Don't worry about it. But once it starts, it's hard to stop.

And it has little to do with whether you like to be clean or not. No matter how much you love to be clean, you won't be able to love it so purely when you are in the hospital, and time won't allow you.

"Let's go out and wash our hair later." Fang Yun watched Xiao Qinglan tilting his head while eating, and laughed.

He just smiled a little heartache, this is the nature of Xiao Qinglan's work, and he is not able to help.

"That's okay. Now I don't dare to shower and wash my hair at the same time, for fear that I won't be able to get to the emergency consultation I may face."

"Emergency consultation needs to be rushed to the scene within fifteen minutes. It's really unfriendly to girls." Xiao Qinglan started to complain crazily, and in the end he simply didn't bother to care about his image.

Stand up, run to the mirror, put your hands into your hair and start pulling it out.

Then I used the hair dryer to dance a few times, and then I felt much more comfortable.

"How about I wash it for you?" Fang Yun suggested as he stood up.

"Forget it." Xiao Qinglan quickly returned to the table to eat and turned up the volume of his mobile phone to the maximum.

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After finishing the meal, Xiao Qinglan slowly changed his clothes and put his coat in the washing machine bucket. Then he slipped into the bathroom and started rubbing his clothes and pants...

"You can't come in." Xiao Qinglan blushed slightly.

"I don't have such a hobby." Fang Yun did not put any pressure on the little landlord, and began to clean up the remnants of the table and began to clean the house. Life is like this, there are always times when you are happy and times when you are upset.

No one can maintain the brilliance and beauty in life that they have when traveling outside. However, what Fang Yun likes more than a label is a real person.

About half an hour later, Fang Yun and Xiao Qinglan went out again.

Xiao Qinglan needs to wash her hair, and Fang Yun also needs to trim it, because the hair is a bit long and almost covers the eyebrows. According to the surgeon's habit, the hair that covers the eyebrows will be cut short. inch.

Otherwise, wearing a hat will appear extremely troublesome.

"I have a card, so I can get a discount." Xiao Qinglan told the salesperson.

"Okay, beauty, does your husband want to do some hair maintenance too?" the waiter who was washing Fang Yun's hair next door asked.

"No thanks."

"Then next time, if you two come over to wash your hair, just report the last digit of your mobile phone number." The waiter said with a smile. Obviously, he still has a certain impression of Xiao Qinglan, a beautiful beauty.

Xiao Qinglan not only washed her hair, but also cut her hair and bangs slightly shorter.

When Fang Yun immediately sent Xiao Qinglan back to the door of the Gastroenterology Department of the hospital, Xiao Qinglan said: "You won't go in. In a place with a work nature, my professor said it is better for family members to stay less involved. ."

"Is anyone else complaining?" Fang Yun knew that Xiao Qinglan was talking about him delivering food yesterday.

"Hi. Just get used to it." Xiao Qinglan waved his hand.

After Fang Yun said goodbye to Xiao Qinglan, he smiled helplessly.

I secretly thought that this internal medicine department is really a magical place. In the surgical department, the sisters-in-law who come to deliver meals are all very welcome, but in the internal medicine department, it seems that the 'brothers-in-law' who deliver meals are not welcome.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether you get in or not.

Just when Fang Yun was about to return, unexpectedly, the phone in his pocket rang.

Surprisingly, it was Professor An Luming calling.

"Xiao Fang, I heard from the people below that you have already been to the practice room, right?" Professor An Luming asked.

"Well, yes, Teacher An, I was brought here today by the intern I brought with me."

"That's enough. You've appeared in front of your subordinates, and they probably know your true strength, but I thought you'd still need two or three days."

"Don't blame me for being indifferent. In a place like the Provincial People's Hospital, you must at least pay attention to superficial fairness and take your own opportunities. If you are able, you will excel, if you are weak, you will fight."

"You can't be a good surgeon just by talking. But one thing is that the opportunities I can provide you are more clinical."

"As for other aspects, such as scientific research and basic experiments, superiors like us are very busy and basically don't have time to do it ourselves. Doctors are doing it and taking care of it. How you can integrate it is up to you. "

"Superiors like us are only responsible for getting back scientific research funds. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Okay, Teacher An. I will work hard to learn from others." Fang Yun immediately corrected his attitude.

An Luming sighed and gave another pointer: "You still have to learn to ask for money in a leap. You are no longer just a student. It's time to learn scientific research technology."

Fang Yun was startled when he heard this and fell silent for a while.

"Thank you, Teacher An." Fang Yun quickly thanked him.

This time An Luming mentioned his age again, not to suppress or to boast, but to really put Fang Yun in a position of greater importance.

Guidance in the direction is more important than guidance in improving abilities.

(End of this chapter)