I'm really an intern

Chapter 194 Those who hold salaries for everyone should not let them freeze to death in the wind and snow

Outside the door, the noisy crowd seemed to pause for a moment.

The white coat at the door was so excited, what should have happened inside?

Some people subconsciously took a few steps back.

But some people, also subconsciously, took a step forward.

No matter whether he was moving forward or backward, countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man who was about to make a big fuss in the consulting room.

Zhang Tianyang leaned his back against the door and stared at him as well.

"Why, dare not say it?"

The middle-aged man's face turned red.

The expression switched back and forth between stern and cowardly several times, and in the end, he still forced himself to speak harshly.

"Lao Tzu, I have been waiting for so long, you have to show me! Otherwise, or else"

"Or will you show your knife?"

Zhang Tianyang's voice was cold, and then raised in vain.

"I'm standing here, come on!"

"come on!!!"

The sound that was close to a roar hit the middle-aged man's eardrums.

He wanted to continue to speak harshly, but seeing the red-eyed white coat in front of him, he suddenly became timid again.

"I, I'm just saying"

He was counseled, but Zhang Tianyang was not.

"Everybody said they were just talking before they picked up the knife."

The Yin Hong from last night was still in front of my eyes, and I could still smell blood from the tip of my nose.

Zhang Tianyang stared at him, "Look at these people outside."

The voice gradually increased.

"Look at the people outside waiting to see a doctor!"

"There are old people!"

Outside the door, the trembling old man leaning on crutches raised his cloudy eyes.

"have children!"

In the waiting area, the boy who broke his hand but kept silent raised his head.

"There is a pregnant woman!"

The woman who was pregnant with her posthumous child and was waiting for blood draw felt something.

"How long have they been waiting?"

"Isn't it longer than you?"

He pointed at Brother Zhou who was standing beside him at a loss.

"Look at him! Look at his pale face!"

"Aren't they more serious than you!"

"Why have you waited so long, then why have they waited so long!"

No one speaks.

No one dared to speak.

I just didn't know why, but I just wanted to clenched my fist quietly.

The middle-aged man wanted to talk, he wanted to refute, but Zhang Tianyang strode directly in front of him.

"Look!"

"Look at me, look into my eyes!"

His eyes were red and bloodshot.

"Look at that doctor! Look at the sweat on his face!"

Dr. Chen raised his head slightly, his face was covered with sweat that was too late to wipe off because of too many patients.

"Keep your eyes wide open!"

"We don't want you to see a doctor?"

"We don't have time to sleep, eat, drink, go to the toilet, or even wipe off our sweat!

Just to see more patients! "

"It's just so that the people behind don't have to wait too long!"

"It's for you!"

Finally, Zhang Tianyang sat down in front of the computer again.

The voice suddenly calmed down.

But his eyes were cold.

He stared at the middle-aged man.

"You do it."

"Come on, kill me."

"Then look,

In the end, which doctor will come to help you see a doctor! "

Quiet.

Rare, rare quiet.

The door of the emergency internal medicine clinic seems to have been given the "silent" skill, which is in sharp contrast with other places in the emergency department.

Pairs of eyes darted back and forth between Zhang Tianyang and the middle-aged man.

Looks different.

Mentality varies.

But inexplicably, the anxiety that had been burned up because of the long wait seemed to dissipate a lot in an instant.

Zhang Tianyang opened Brother Zhou's medical card again on his own, and then waved to him.

"Come on, sit down. What's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man was still in a state of shock.

Inexplicably, the seat was taken away by Brother Zhou.

Then he met Zhang Tianyang's cold eyes.

"Are you still coming?"

"Go out if you don't come, you have wasted a lot of time."

Just like that, the middle-aged man was "invited" out by the white meat shield for no reason.

"Crack!"

The door of the consulting room was locked behind him.

In front of him were countless pairs of uncomfortable eyes.

"Pooh!"

Don't know who started it.

"shameless!"

"Cutting in line and threatening the doctor?"

"Go out and turn right, please!"

"I really can't go to Baidu, I'm afraid I won't come to the hospital later!"

One sentence to the left, one sentence to the right.

The noisy environment in the emergency department is already unpleasant and grumpy.

With an outlet to vent his emotions, he naturally spewed out all at once.

The middle-aged man's face was blue and white for a while.

He speaks harshly, but in the face of so many people, he is also cowardly!

"Damn it, I'm not here to read it!"

He walked out cursing, but just after taking two steps, his feet hurt.

"Hey! Who stepped on my foot!"

"My Cao! Who bumped into my shoulder!"

Outside the door, there was confusion.

Inside the door, orderly.

The aunt who was seeing a doctor at Dr. Chen's place was splitting her mind on two things. While reporting her condition, she kept stealing glances at Zhang Tianyang.

Brother Zhou, who was seeing a doctor at Zhang Tianyang's place, cast his admiration for him at this moment.

After stating his illness, he did not forget to say a few words of flattery.

"Doctor, you are so brave."

"Award."

Zhang Tianyang carefully finalized the chief complaint, medical history, diagnosis and doctor's orders, and then handed over the patient to Dr. Chen.

"Call the next one."

"it is good!"

For the last 10 minutes at noon, the weather was calm.

Patients who are not serious enough to need to be sent to the emergency room.

There were no more troublesome scoundrels.

Dr. Chen looked at Zhang Tianyang from time to time, and was still a little worried about his sudden outburst today.

But Zhang Tianyang looked at Senior Brother Deng from time to time.

In fact, his knot was untied last night.

But Senior Brother Deng seems to be still trapped in extreme emotions and cannot escape.

It's just that there are too many patients, and he is still enduring it.

Fortunately, with Zhang Tianyang and Dr. Chen around, he didn't need to do anything.

Help me hand things over and do a physical examination.

He struggled to restrain his emotions, but he did well.

Finally, the successor doctor appeared in front of him.

Brother Deng only felt a sudden relief.

Then, all those emotions that have been suppressed burst out suddenly, and the body loses strength in an instant.

"Hey, what happened to that classmate?"

The successor doctor turned pale with shock, but Zhang Tianyang had long been paying attention.

With a sliding step, he supported half of Brother Deng's body, and then handed over a bottle of mineral water that had been unscrewed.

"Persevere, there are too many people here, go to the office and then paralyze."

Unexpectedly, this sentence is really useful.

Don't know where the strength came from, Senior Brother Deng supported himself, and when he walked to the office on the first floor, he finally collapsed again.

He was also a witness last night.

His eyes seemed to be red again.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, afraid that the tears would leak out when he opened them.

"Brother, why are you so calm?"

"I didn't sleep last night, and that's what happened when I closed my eyes."

"I've been trying to convince myself that this is a small probability event."

"But today's patient, I, I"

While talking, Senior Brother Deng suddenly took another deep breath.

The white meat shield was swiping his phone when he suddenly interrupted with an inappropriate sentence.

"Our side is not bad. I heard that at the Children's Hospital, because the Dental Department is closed this weekend, the parents smashed the guidance desk."

The little nurse passing by was equally outraged.

"There are still many in our group! Many patients today took yesterday's incident as an example and threatened to use violence! Several hospitals in Guangdong Province have encountered it!"

"I"

Brother Deng, who was holding back his emotions, finally broke down.

Two clear tears flowed from her tightly closed eyes.

Zhang Tianyang sighed, and gave the white meat shield and the little nurse a look.

The two of them covered their mouths belatedly.

"Go out first, I'll watch here."

Emotions need to be vented.

It's not that men don't shed tears.

When the pain reaches a certain level, anyone will cry like a child.

This crying lasted for half an hour.

It wasn't until Brother Deng was tired from crying that Zhang Tianyang handed over the last stack of tissues, and then cleaned up the mess on the table.

"I'm sorry, Junior Brother, let you see a joke."

Brother Deng's voice was still nasal, and he was obviously a little embarrassed.

But Zhang Tianyang just smiled.

Everyone has collapsed.

So is he.

It's just that he has a ray of light, but Senior Brother Deng doesn't.

"Do you feel that your outlook on life has been challenged?"

"Kind of. Well, kind of challenged."

Zhang Tianyang asked lightly, and Brother Deng replied in a mess.

"Junior brother, will you still be a doctor in the future?"

Brother Deng asked this sentence, and suddenly laughed to himself.

"The younger brother is so good, whether he is in the clinic or not, he must be very good at scientific research. It is also very good to continue to study medicine."

"It's not like me. I don't have enough talent. I have come to the present through hard work, and suddenly I am in a dilemma."

Zhang Tianyang tidied up the messy tissues and turned to look at Senior Brother Deng who was full of frustration.

"Let me take you somewhere."

Forget it, anyway, he has robbed the jobs of senior brothers in various subjects a lot.

Let's grab the job of the psychiatrist brother again today.

The place where Zhang Tianyang took Senior Brother Deng was the first floor of Huiqiao Building.

In front of the service desk, the small table specially set up for Professor Yang is still there.

The above stuff seems to be a bit fuller.

The things that couldn't be placed were put on the ground next to the table, and there were a lot more than when I looked at it in the morning.

"what is this?"

Brother Deng's news was obviously not well-informed, until Zhang Tianyang pointed out to him the sign that was blocked by many gifts, and he suddenly understood.

"These are all for Professor Yang?"

"Ah."

Many fruit baskets, many bouquets, many letters, many cards.

Some were sent by doctors and nurses, but there were also many sent by patients.

Brother Deng stared blankly at these gifts and blessings.

Some envelopes are signed, and some envelopes have blessings written on them.

The handwriting is different, some are flamboyant, some are immature, some are square, and some are crooked.

"I'll show you one more thing."

Zhang Tianyang took out a well-packed envelope from his arms.

Open it and carefully take out the contents.

"I planned to find a printing shop later, but I went to the plastic one."

What was taken out was a piece of weather-beaten letter paper.

With broken shoe prints, with mottled blood, and damage.

Only relying on transparent glue, the letter paper was barely glued together.

Most of the handwriting on the paper was invaded by blood, but it can still be seen that this is a thank you letter.

The writing is crooked, as if the person who wrote it was very young or had a weak arm.

"This is"

"It was sent by a girl in my department of infection."

Zhang Tianyang smiled.

"She was there last night. This piece of paper was thrown on the ground somehow. I saw it and picked it up."

"Today she sent me a new one."

From his pocket, he took out another envelope.

This time it was clean letter paper.

The handwriting is still crooked, but the typesetting is very neat.

Looking at these words, one can imagine the figure of the girl writing seriously, stroke by stroke, under the night light.

Brother Deng subconsciously read it out.

"He who bears wages for all,

Do not let it freeze to death in the wind and snow.

Pathfinders for freedom,

Do not let him be troubled by thorns. "

Vaguely, he seemed to understand why Zhang Tianyang brought him here.

"Doctor Zhang?"

Behind him, a voice called hesitantly.

When Zhang Tianyang turned around, he was pleasantly surprised.

"Doctor Zhang, it's really you!"

"We were looking for you just now, but the nurse over there said that you are no longer in the emergency room."

"Great, I can still find you."

The person who came was the family who folded gold ingots.

The two talking were a man and a woman, Zhang Tianyang remembered them.

The woman had helped him drive other family members out yesterday.

The man helped security guards subdue the family yesterday.

"Doctor Deng is here."

The two greeted Brother Deng again.

Brother Deng's eyes were still red, and he was a little dazed.

"We were all very angry about what happened yesterday. Dr. Yang is a good doctor, and Dr. Zhang saved my father, so I want to come and see her and thank her."

Fresh fruit baskets and envelopes were delivered to Zhang Tianyang. Inside the fruit basket was a greeting card and ten paper cranes.

"This origami crane, the origami we bought outside, is definitely not a funeral item."

The two explained eagerly, "We just want to do something."

Brother Deng was still a little dazed until the two family members of Zhejin Yuanbao were sent away.

And Zhang Tianyang, looking at the newly added fruit basket on the ground and the delicate paper crane inside, smiled and shook his head.

Unexpectedly, there was an assist.

He turned his head and looked at Senior Brother Deng, who was in a much better state of mind.

"Brother, have you ever encountered such a patient, and do you have any family members?"

how is it like?

Such kind, lovely people.

Brother Deng's eyes seemed to be foggy again, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Yes."

There are many.

Although there are many impatient, fierce, and annoying ones.

But there are many such ordinary but kind people.

The blood in front of Senior Brother Deng's eyes faded.

Instead, it was the "thank you", the apples stuffed into the hands, and the kind smiling faces.

Zhang Tianyang shrugged.

"I know that scum is scary. Although the probability is low, once you encounter it, it's [-]%."

"I also know that after studying medicine for so many years and suffering so much, it's hard to fall into the hands of this kind of person."

"But there are so many others who deserve it."

"It's up to you, which one to choose."

Which one to choose?

(4000 word chapter)

　Stop spraying, spray me and I will not change the plot!An'an just woke up and the leader dared to break his ribs. Those "apprentices" on the top of their heads wanted to spray me, so I would like to trouble you to go out consciously and turn right?I'm tired of banning words one by one

　　

　

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