Chapter 817: [Tender 817] Teachers are actually very Wen Rou. Chapter 817: [Tender 817] Teachers are actually very Wen Rou. “Doctor Fu is here.” Everyone made way for the arriving Fu Xinheng, checking to see if the patient’s heart was okay.
“Has Dr. Tao auscultated?” Fu Xinheng asked, seeing the stethoscope in Tao Zhijie’s hand.
Tao Zhijie nodded, “The heart rate is on the low side.”
Cao Yong took a stethoscope and listened as well.
Seeing this, Fu Xinheng realized there was no need to listen anymore.
In fact, after administering oxygen, the patient’s initially somewhat pale complexion had already started to slowly regain color.
“Let her sleep a bit then check her condition again,” Tan Kelin said, looking at the student’s improving complexion and feeling somewhat relieved.
“Dr. Tan, weren’t you worried she might come back to check? You knew beforehand she would faint, didn’t you?” someone remembered his previous comment and asked him.
Expecting this sort of scenario was clearly not just his alone. Tan Kelin hummed an acknowledgment and his gaze shifted to Tao Zhijie and Cao Yong, indicating his confusion, “I heard her friend’s surgery was an emergency with massive bleeding. Yet, she actually went up to the operating table herself.”
“You’re not aware, Dr. Tan, Doctor Yin was like a duck being pushed onto a perch,” others supplemented information for Tan Kelin.
“Doctor Yin is from the urology department; if he doesn’t step up, who will? But why does she, an intern, insist on standing at the operating table?” Tan Kelin was indifferent, directly pointing out the issue again.
Everyone could tell, Tan Kelin was very gentle with this student.
Obviously, this was beyond the expectation of most. Chang Jiawei teased his poker-faced colleague, “Isn’t it said that you don’t like taking students?”
Not liking to take students didn’t mean he wasn’t kind to them. He had to be responsible for any student he took on. Especially since, if he mentored a good student, he’d need to cherish them more. Training a doctor was akin to saving several more lives each day, amounting to potentially saving thousands in a year. He understood this principle deeply, both as a doctor and a teacher. How could he not be kind to students?
But to say that Tao Zhijie and Cao Yong weren’t as gentle and considerate as Tan Kelin towards her wasn’t possible. It was a well-known fact that their temperaments were much better than Tan Kelin’s. He could only say, “I guess, Dr. Tao and Dr. Cao probably thought that last time she performed remarkably during her classmate’s surgery, with not a single mistake, not a shred of nervousness. It seemed she had crossed that threshold. They forgot she’s only been a clinical intern for a few months. Her competence is undeniable, but cultivating the mindset of a doctor doesn’t happen within a few years. That’s not something you can achieve by simply increasing practice time like training a skill.”
After these remarks from Tan Kelin, Cao Yong and Tao Zhijie were silent, probably regretting their decision deeply by now.
“Moreover, Dr. Tao, you know she insisted on asking you that question, which shows she cared deeply about performing surgery on her relatives personally. This friend of hers is different from her college classmates. Their many years of deep friendship is probably equivalent to family to her,” Tan Kelin mentioned the previous conversation with Tao Zhijie.
Tao Zhijie sighed. He had originally thought she had given up long ago. That day, he and Tan Kelin had stressed repeatedly that it was impossible.
“Not all doctors are like Dr. Cao, who can perform surgery on his own grandfather. His grandfather had a massive hemorrhage during surgery, and he didn’t panic at all,” said Tan Kelin, “I couldn’t do that.”
Xie Wanying, as if in a dream, seemed to hear Teacher Tan’s words: Senior Cao is that impressive?!
“Dr. Cao himself is a neurosurgeon; he understands how to regulate his own neural rhythm too well.”