Physician: Hello, Intern

Chapter 11 What's Wrong
Zhu Bowen shook his sore neck, he was fine, he slept for a while last night, Fang Lin stayed up all night.

Xu Baichen walked up to Fang Lin again, and looked at her sharply, "Is it the dopamine you prescribed?"

Fang Lin didn't dare to answer.

"Just relying on your own ideas to prescribe casually to patients, isn't it?" Xu Baichen suddenly raised his voice and asked, making everyone around tremble with fright.

"Although your treatment plan is effective for the patient, but you don't respect the patient's life, you are not worthy of being a doctor at all, understand?"

Fang Lin stood there blankly, she had already expected Xu Baichen's words.

She knew that no matter what she did, the final outcome was to leave.

Fang Lin bowed to Xu Baichen, then to Zhu Bowen, then turned and left.

"You just left?" Xu Baichen squinted at Fang Lin who had already walked to the door, "Aren't you going to answer the question I asked you?"

Fang Lin's footsteps stopped again, she turned her head to look at Xu Baichen, at that serious face.

Xu Baichen frowned, and looked at Fang Lin with his arms crossed. He suddenly had some expectations for what kind of weird answer Fang Lin would give?
However, a few minutes passed, and Fang Lin stood there, neither leaving nor speaking.

Xu Baichen swallowed lightly, "Okay, since you don't know, then..."

"I suspect..." Fang Lin suddenly said loudly, "I suspect sarcoid myocardium."

There were already other residents and interns around who started to discuss, and they all looked at Fang Lin's answer with contempt and mockery.

He felt that she was just talking nonsense for time so that he could stay here, but Xu Baichen's eyes were shining brightly.

"continue."

Fang Lin stroked the short hair around his ears, and said seriously: "When I was examining the patient, I found a nodule on his finger, um... I learned from the conversation with the patient that half a year The former patient and his wife had been to the Maldives, which does not rule out that the patient was infected with the virus, which caused varying degrees of damage to the lungs, skin, kidneys, and heart."

Xu Baichen put his arms around his chest, withdrew his gaze from Fang Lin, and looked at the other interns, "What do you think?"

When asked suddenly, everyone shrank their necks in astonishment.

"Professor Xu, you didn't ask us to make a diagnosis, did you?" the bold intern Zhu Qian said unhappily. She felt that Xu Baichen's sudden questioning of them was completely making things difficult for them.

Xu Baichen snorted softly, "Do you think that patient No. 17 has nothing to do with you? Then I want to ask, since the patient has nothing to do with you, what's the point of keeping it here?"

Everyone's face was broken, and they didn't expect that they could offend the big devil by doing nothing.

"Doctors in the Department of Thoracic Surgery must not only be familiar with their own specialty, but also understand other departments. Only in this way can we make an accurate judgment on the patient's condition."

What Xu Baichen said made everyone bow their heads in shame, "Yes."

"Fang Lin, wait a moment, you are doing a test on the serum of the 17-bed patient..." Xu Baichen said.

Fang Lin responded blankly, and it took two seconds for her to realize, "Professor, what do you mean... can I stay?"

Xu Baichen looked up at Fang Lin solemnly, "From the beginning to the end, you still don't know where you went wrong?"

(End of this chapter)