This Doctor is Great

At last,

After Zhou Mo communicated with the patient Fang Xiaozhong, the two sides decided to use the treatment plan for intestinal tuberculosis first.

The program lasts for half a month to see if the effect can be slowed down.

if not,

Then consider Crohn's disease, and then use a 'gram-like' regimen for Crohn's disease.

The patient stayed in the hospital for two days,

and discharged from the hospital,

Continue to take the medicine as directed by your doctor.

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…

back to the duty room,

Zhou Mo heard Huang Yiming's roar of grief and indignation:

"Where's my pen?"

"Who took it?"

With that momentum, it is estimated that even if the chief director took his pen, he would scold... softly: "That is my pen, return it to me."

The corners of Zhou Mo's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but smile.

How to tell if a doctor likes to steal pens?

It's very simple, look at the pocket of his white coat - the poor doctor's pocket is open; the rich doctor has a rainbow on his chest.

It is not money that distinguishes the rich and the poor, but the pen.

Rare is the most precious thing. As the hard currency in the hospital department, the pen also has a very special passive skill: disappearing.

"Where's my pen?"

"Who took my pen!"

It may be the most frequent sentence in the department.

The disappearance of the pen can be said to be a mysterious phenomenon in the department.

Comparable to Cthulhu.

So, has anyone done research on this mysterious phenomenon?

Then write a thesis?

Then send sci?

the answer is

-Have!

Moreover, this sci paper is as high as 30 points!

Outrageous or outrageous?

Are you and your friends stunned?

This paper was brushed by Zhou Mo yesterday, and someone posted an article to complain about it.

Article name:

- "Where did all the blue and black pens that were lost in the department go? This 30-point SCI tells you the answer"

When Zhou Mo saw this article, he was stunned.

this paper,

What exactly is written like this?

The authors of the paper (Westerners), found the teaspoon in the office (similar to the blue pen of the department), and couldn't find it!

Although they quickly bought a new batch, it would be gone after a few months.

Then, a group of people couldn't help but investigate, and then went bald and whim, did a paper, searched and found that no one did this paper.

So they launched an investigation.

They purchased 32 regular stainless-steel teaspoons with red markings on the back of their handles, and distributed them equally among 8 break rooms, examining the teaspoons once a week for 5 months to evaluate the entire institute Variation in teaspoon distribution.

After the initial research, the authors increased capital investment and purchased 54 regular teaspoons and 16 better quality teaspoons, which were numbered and distributed to each tea break room. Proportionately allocated to tea breaks with higher rates of teaspoon disappearance.

The authors then checked the teaspoons in the tea break room on time over a five-month period.

At last,

After 5 months, they had a lot of data.

Finally, a dissertation was completed.

Sent to sci, and got 30 points.

Surprised not?

Do you stare at the dog?

…

Zhou Mo sent this article to the group,

The group soon became lively.

When it comes to losing the pen, there is really nothing to say.

"Seeing the pen, the hand is like a knee-jerk reflex."

"I know it might not be mine, but it's natural to hold it in my hand!"

"Although I don't have a pen in my pocket, I have all the pens in sight when I need it!"

"The pen I borrowed from a colleague was the one I lost a few months ago."

"I lost the pen with my name on it, and my colleague picked it up in another hospital more than 20 kilometers away... Oh! No, it was there."

"The pen that comes with the ability is not easy to return."

"Isn't this an occupational disease?"

"Before helping a teacher with data records, I lost two pens in the ward one morning. I was restless all afternoon, feeling that I had committed a heinous crime."

"The day before yesterday, the director asked who had a pen for me to use, and I instinctively took a step back."

Huang Zhichao: "Haha, I have long thought of a way - put the black refill in the red pen holder, and most people put it down when they pick it up, hahaha..."

"Thanks for the tip... Next time you need to pay attention to your pen!"

"Thanks for the tip."

"Thanks for the tip."

Huang Zhichao: "..."

Gan!

I want to slap myself.

There are also open-minded:

"Guys, are you interested in forming a team to carry out an epidemiological survey of schizophrenia in the general practice? Maybe you can publish a paper and get a SCI 30 points..."

"Add me."

"Brilliant, add me."

Zhou Mo looked at the colleagues who were actively participating and broke into a sweat.

However, maybe I can really come up with a paper, maybe, hahaha~~~

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flicker,

Friday,

It's time for the New Year's Eve dinner for gastroenterology.

In the evening, many colleagues, except those on duty, went to the riverside to organize a feast + stage performance.

Lively is lively, but in fact the atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Especially Zhou Mo and other medical students, thinking that it would be better to end it as soon as possible.

However, it is not without its popular links.

E.g,

lottery draw.

Every time the lottery draws, it will attract everyone's attention and the atmosphere will be warm.

"Second prize, Zhou Mo!"

Suddenly, a voice shocked Zhou Mo.

I wipe!

cool!

Zhou Mo was pleasantly surprised that he won the prize for the first time he participated in the reunion dinner in his life.

Wait, what's the prize?

What?

Foot massager?

"I…"

Zhou Mo stood on the stage holding a huge box, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

Foot massager, what do I want it for?

Might as well drive a Cadillac to the foot city!

It can only be said that since the reform, the New Year's Eve dinner in the hospital has been shabby.

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the next day,

early in the morning,

A barguard shouted:

"Zhou Mo, you need to pick up a patient..."

"okay…"

…

patient,

Chen Yi, 41 years old, intellectual, company executive.

She and his husband are both from the DINK family. When they got married in their 26s, the two sides agreed not to have children.

The husband and wife have always felt that wanting a child will seriously affect the quality of their married life. Especially for women, the stomach is deformed, the lumbar spine is worn down, the hormone secretion is changed, and the aging is accelerated...

and many more,

Chen Yi could not accept this situation.

Also, she doesn't like children herself.

She originally thought that she could accompany her husband to grow old together, lovingly and lovingly.

As a result, in recent years, my husband suddenly said things like "that child is so cute", "it's good to have a child next door" and so on.

Chen Yi naturally understood what her husband meant. She was very angry and cursed.

Then the husband changed and never mentioned it again.

Chen Yi was also happy to think that her husband was still the same as herself, thinking of Dink.

As a result, a month ago, she learned a 'bad news'

- Husband actually had a child with a mistress.

this…

Chen Yi exploded with anger on the spot.

I cried.

scolded her husband.

The husband said with a look of guilt: "I want a child, I suddenly like children, I'm sorry, but I still want a child..."

At this time, Chen Yi realized that he was too stupid.

Men are unreliable.

Dink, men can afford it, because at the age of 50, you can still find a woman to have a child.

But women can't afford it, and for a 40-year-old woman, the probability of pregnancy will drop significantly.

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