Chapter 284: Thank you, number 284 Chapter 284: Thank you, number 284 Xie Wanying turned around; it was inappropriate to discuss a doctor’s personal matters inside the ward.
Glancing at her, Luo Yanfen sat down by the patient’s bed, watched the monitor, and focused on the patient’s condition.
After a series of rapid resuscitations, the patient’s blood pressure had slowly returned, and the EKG was becoming stable.
Once the patient’s vitals had stabilized, Luo Yanfen stood up and called her out, “Let’s step outside to talk.”
The two of them then left the ward and walked to a quieter spot at the end of the corridor where no one would notice.
Looking out at the night sky, Luo Yanfen’s fingers anxiously tapped on the windowsill as she lowered her voice, “Please, don’t tell anyone about my situation, not even the teachers. I don’t want anyone to know.”
Apparently, the other party had guessed she overheard the phone call. She had even used the word ‘please,’ almost begging.
Xie Wanying said, “I understand.”
“Do you really understand?” Luo Yanfen turned to scrutinize her, “I find you strange. Do you feel sorry for me and that’s why you’re suddenly being nice? Didn’t you reject my offer of friendship before?”
“That’s because what you offered wasn’t friendship; it was forming cliques. Teacher Tan doesn’t like students forming cliques—if he did, he wouldn’t have deliberately made us argue that day. He believes cliques kill the academic vitality among students.”
Is that what the teacher thinks? Luo Yanfen was momentarily taken aback, her hand touching her chest, “This—”
“You all admire Teacher Tan’s laparoscopic skills, right? He knows students come specifically for that skill. But if you don’t have the intention to genuinely assist him, he won’t plan on teaching you either.”
Being in the same group, she could see clearly what the teachers and other students were thinking, as an onlooker up close.
Unexpectedly, this rookie actually understood their ‘slicing through water’ tactics, Luo Yanfen’s mouth curled slightly. Thinking about the fiery enthusiasm when one is young and fresh in clinical practice, how could she understand the taste of those who have been in it for longer? Medical students who’ve reached the PhD level were not like the undergraduate interns who had nothing to do; they had plenty on their plate. Thinking back, she realized her mishap with patient number three was because she hadn’t expected this rookie to communicate well with patients and their families. After all, when she had asked how patient number three was feeling, he hadn’t mentioned his stomach pain.
Always falling short when it came to speaking, Luo Yanfen felt quite helpless about it.
“Thank you for tonight!” Luo Yanfen sincerely thanked her.
“No need to thank me,” Xie Wanying waved her hand dismissively.
Not far from where they stood, the door of the ward area cracked open slightly and a bespectacled male student entered, carrying a book bag. Turning his head and seeing Xie Wanying, he called out, “Yingying.”
It was her classmate, Li Qi’an.
“They said you were still at the hospital, so I came over. As I mentioned before, I borrowed the book you were looking for,” Li Qi’an took out the book from his bag to show her.
It was an English anatomy atlas. Xie Wanying was overjoyed as she took the book from him, “Thank you, thank you!”
“What are you doing in the ward now? Working overtime?” Li Qi’an asked her quietly, “Starting next week, we’ll have classes in the morning and come to the hospital for apprenticeship in the afternoon. They said they will arrange for a few of us to come here to General Surgery Department Two to learn. What do you think of the teachers here?”
“The teachers in General Surgery Department Two are pretty good,” Xie Wanying told her classmate.
“Who is your supervising teacher? Is he here?” Li Qi’an looked around, gathering information.
“They’re not here; Teacher Tan and Teacher Sun have gone home. Doctors leave as soon as they’re done with work.”
“Why are you staying in the hospital?”
“An emergency patient just came in.”
An emergency patient with a gastric hemorrhage had arrived, and they had inserted a Sengstaken-Blakemore tube as mentioned in medical textbooks for hemostasis. Li Qi’an lit up with interest upon hearing this, wanting to see it for himself. He pulled out the white coat he was carrying and put it on, then said to Xie Wanying, “Could I take a look with you in the ward?”