I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 48 Song Rentou

The hospital needs to develop,
You have to ask for money.

Under the premise of Guo Jia's differential funding, if the hospital wants money, it has to accept more patients.

Wang Zhu was the director of the medical department and had the authority to retrieve information from all departments in the hospital. Soon, when more than four pages of patient data appeared on Wang Zhu's computer, Wang Zhu smiled.

"How? I didn't lie to you."

Deng Liming also laughed.

"But now the hospital is short of people everywhere, and it can't recruit new people, so it's hard for me."

Wang Zhu shrugged helplessly.

"Whether it's a cow or a horse, you can help me get one." Deng Liming was a little anxious. There were too many patients in the department. If a doctor collapsed, it would cause a chain reaction.

"Okay, man, I'll get you one, but it may not suit your liking."

"No problem, as long as it's an individual."

"Okay, then I'll tell him to report to you right away."

"Tell me who it is first?" Deng Liming was curious.

"Song Rentou."

"he?"

Deng Liming's complexion was not good at that time.

Song Rentou came to the hospital two years ago. He has been rotating in the hospital for two years, and he has successfully passed the medical examination.

It stands to reason that such a person should have been admitted long ago.

After all, every department is short of people.

But no one dared to ask for Song Rentou.

the reason is simple,
This guy's character is too slow.

In the past, Song Rentou was also in the general surgery department, and that was Deng Liming's nightmare.

Tell him to write the medical records, he has to write every single word carefully.

Tell him to sew the skin, he can't wait to use a ruler to mark the 1cm and 1cm sutures.

Surgeons pay attention to swift and resolute action, which all surgeons dare not ask for.

The Medical Department originally arranged for this kid to work in the Department of Respiratory Medicine.

As a result, this kid's ward rounds were really too slow, and a patient wished he could check for more than 20 minutes.

The patient is satisfied.

Later patients were dissatisfied.

The doctor in charge of the other bed has already arrived, but the doctor in charge of my side has not come after waiting all morning.

Song Rentou managed the bed alone for a month, and complained directly to the director of the respiratory department.

no way,
The hospital had to reassign him to the Medical Records Department.

As a result, this kid has been making trouble to go to the clinic again.

For a person with a licensed medical certificate to run the medical records department, the hospital leadership also felt ashamed of him, but after some inquiries, no one dared to ask for it.

Song Rentou's Ding Ke was stranded.

"Can you change someone?"

Deng Liming had a toothache.

"There's really no one left." Wang Zhu shrugged helplessly.

"Okay! Tell him to come to the department immediately!"

Deng Liming had no choice. As soon as he stood up, he remembered the paper again and handed the A4 paper to Wang Zhu. "Our department has written a paper. If nothing happens, it should be no problem to publish it in a first-class journal."

"A type of periodical?"

Wang Zhu was surprised.

The paper is a big improvement for a hospital. It at least proves the hospital's scientific research capabilities, which is a bonus in the hospital grade review.

This is why hospitals spend a lot of money to encourage doctors to write papers.

However, the First Hospital of Jiangzhong County only has this condition.
Who can write what paper.

Even papers for job promotion and title are bought directly from magazines.

Not to mention bonus points for this kind of paper, if you want to pursue it strictly, you have to lose points.

"Who wrote it?" Wang Zhu asked.

"Yu Wenxing."

"Yu Wenxing?" Wang Zhu asked the boy who was neither tall nor handsome, "He seems to be an intern, right?"

"kindness."

Deng Liming smiled proudly.

"Then you have to catch this kid well."

"It's okay, that kid is studying orientation, and I'll just go and say hello to the hospital where he is oriented."

"Which hospital did you order?"

"Jihe Town Central Health Center."

"Okay, we must catch this kid."

Wang Zhu warned again.

An intern who can do new techniques and write papers, if he doesn't catch him, wouldn't he be a fool?

Song Rentou was playing with his mobile phone in the medical records department when he received the news that he was going to report to the general surgery department.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Song Ren was overjoyed, the corners of his mouth curled up, and then he put on a grim face, threw the white coat over him, slowly pushed the stool back under the table, and washed it again. With one hand, he made a hairstyle on his head with the remaining water, and took a photo of the window that did not reflect light at all. Then he walked out of the medical records department with a white coat.

"Today's sun is a bit big."

Song Rentou hummed a ditty and walked slowly towards the general surgery department.

Seeing Song Rentou's uncivilized look, Deng Liming gritted his teeth angrily, but now that the department was in the midst of recruiting people, he finally had to suppress his anger when someone finally came.

"Xiao Song."

"I'm not Xiao Song, I have a name, Song Rentou!" Song Rentou interrupted Deng Liming unhurriedly.

Deng Liming took another deep breath.

"Song! Ren! Head!"

"Hey, Director Deng."

"You know the situation in our general surgery department, tired, busy, and poor."

"Hey."

"When you come to our department, you have to be prepared to suffer."

"Hey."

"You really need to change your temper, otherwise you will have to stay in the department all day and night, and you can't finish your work."

"Hey."

"You will follow Dr. Li from now on, and they will go to surgery."

"Hey."

Deng Liming was so angry that he was going crazy, and you would say "hey, hey, hey" to me whenever I said anything.

"Go ahead, see Dr. Li's patients first."

Deng Liming was powerless to complain, and got Song Rentou out of the office.

Because they had to receive new members of the team, today's surgery ended earlier. At 5:[-], the two returned to the department, only to see Song Rentou sitting in front of the computer, typing out the medical record word by word.

Li Xiaojun changed his face on the spot,
What he didn't expect was Song Rentou.

"Xiao Song."

Song Rentou raised his head, "I'm not Xiao Song, I have a name, Song Rentou! "

Li Xiaojun felt a toothache,
Why the hell aren't you called Song Shitou?Bite the bullet and shout again, "Song Rentou."

"Hey."

"What about writing medical records?"

"Hey."

"I have a template here, you can paste and copy it directly, there is no need to copy every word."

Song Ren nodded, "Hey."

"It's getting late, and it's your first day in the department, so you should go back and rest first. You have to go to work officially tomorrow."

"Hey."

Although he agreed verbally, Song Ren didn't move his buttocks. He lowered his head and was about to start writing the medical records again.

Yu Wenxing found it interesting that this guy looked a little boring.

Li Xiaojun was speechless, turned to Yu Wenxing and said, "Let's go see the patient first."

"Aren't I going?"

Song Ren looked up.

"You go. I'm afraid I won't be able to get off work."

Li Xiaojun was a little scared.

"It's okay, I've seen the patients around, so I'll walk with you."

Song Rentou stood up.

Li Xiaojun reluctantly agreed, and the three quickly went round the house.

Surgical ward rounds are generally relatively fast, and a few questions are enough, but Song Rentou's joining obviously slowed down Li Xiaojun's rhythm seriously, and he even stopped to ask the patients who were having dinner. How much did the rice cost, how did it taste, and where did you buy it.

Li Xiaojun burst into tears.

I haven't left work on time for a long time! !
(End of this chapter)