Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

There were rustling discussions immediately in the interview room. Obviously, the interviewees were extremely uncomfortable with this interview method.

Regarding today's interview method, the three of them discussed for a long time last Friday.

In the 30s, unlike later generations, information transmission was very slow, which gave many people the opportunity to make small moves.

For example, the resumes of Ye Yibai and Richard, and the work experience of many interviewers in foreign hospitals or even foreign hospitals. Ye Yibai and the others have no verification channels at all, and there are all kinds of false certificates. In the era of computer database verification , this fake certificate is made to be the same as the real one, and the naked eye can't tell it at all.

Of course, this kind of speculator will encounter a little more in internal medicine, but surgery is not common.

Therefore, in line with the principles of fairness and justice and true knowledge through practice, today's exam questions came into being under the friendly exchanges of the three people.

There were 20 seconds left in the time, but Ye Yibai and Richard didn't intend to remind again. The two of them sat on the main seat and talked in a low voice, making those who wanted to protest didn't know where to start.

Someone in the line moved first and found a nearby seat to sit down.

"Oh, it's about to start." Someone exclaimed.

Only then did everyone wake up like a dream, and quickly found their seats.

"Zhao Jiang, this way." Although Wang Mao was a little puffy, he was still very agile. He quickly chose a seat by the side and sat down for Zhao Jiang.

Soon, the room was filled with the sound of metal clashing and needles piercing thin rubber.

Ye Yibai and Richard looked at each other with a smile on their faces.

10 minutes later

"Time's up. Then bring your work up."

After Ye Yibai's words fell, the doctor who had already stitched up stood up very simply, while the one who hadn't stitched up was a little hesitant, and he wanted to sew for another 2 minutes.

The two people in the main seat still didn't rush, which made some doctors who saw that there was no time to sew in a hurry showed displeasure on their faces.

Until the first person put the sewn gloves next to Ye Yibai, Ye Yibai handed him a booklet from under the table, "This is the second test question, the normal interview lasts for 40 minutes, if the time is up, If the two questionnaires are not handed over to me, then we probably have no chance to be colleagues."

Only then did everyone know that it was no wonder that the two interviewers didn't urge them. It turned out that only sewn gloves could be used to change the second test question.

The people in the room who had finished sewing immediately stood up and walked quickly to the main seat, while the face of the procrastinator who just thought that he had picked up a small bargain changed his expression greatly, and in a panic, the needle poked on the glove. Several holes.

Time passed by, and the internal medicine department seemed to have finished the interview, and the voices of the candidates who had finished the interview could be faintly heard at the door.

The foreheads of the doctors holding pens in the room slowly seeped cold sweat. Their second exam question was case diagnosis and treatment. There were more than ten or twenty cases, some common and some rare. They were asked to fill in the diagnosis opinion, The means of treatment, whether to operate, and the method of operation.

Especially the surgical method is to ask you to write surgical records in a disguised form, but in less than half an hour, so many cases have been diagnosed, and detailed surgical records need to be written, which is almost impossible.

"Ye, how many do you think you can write the most?"

"Five or six, maybe a little more in abbreviated words."

"You can only write five or six questions, what are you doing with so many questions?"

Ye Yibai put a rubber glove sewn by an applicant on his hand, and then he clenched and stretched his fingers and repeated several times, then took off the glove and put it aside, "in order to maintain a tense mood."

Richard:? ?

Ye Yibai smiled at him, then looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and reminded him for the first time: "You still have 2 minutes, after 40 minutes, I won't accept brochures."

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room obviously became more tense. The applicants began to look at the wall unconsciously and frequently. In the last 2 minutes, almost no one was able to continue to answer the questions.

The doctor named Billy was the first to stand up. He walked forward quickly with a serious face, handed the booklet to Ye Yibai, and nodded to Ye Yibai at the same time.

Ye Yibai smiled at him and nodded at him.

Seeing this, the tense lines on Billy's face couldn't help but relax a bit. The Chinese doctor didn't seem to take the incident in the corridor to heart.

Candidates turned in their brochures one by one.

Two Chinese doctors were still sitting in their seats.

Wang Mao looked up at the wall clock from time to time, and said softly: "Zhao Jiang, it's too late, let's hand it in."

"No, wait a little longer, it will be over soon." Zhao Jiang lowered his head and wrote quickly.

Wang Mao looked at the wall clock, then at Zhao Jiang, gritted his teeth, stood up by himself, and walked quickly to the main seat. When Wang Mao walked in front of Ye Yibai, Zhao Jiang finally finished answering the questions on hand. For the question, he almost ran towards Ye Yibai.

At this time, the second hand is only five or six blocks away from the number 12.

The doctor named Billy stopped walking outside when he saw this, and stood silently by the door.

Ye Yibai took Wang Mao's brochure, raised his head and smiled at him.

Wang Mao seemed a little excited, and there was still admiration in Ye Yibai's eyes.

The second hand crossed the number 12, Zhao Jiang finally ran to Ye Yibai, "Teacher, my answer sheet."

Doctor Ye sighed softly, "I'm sorry, sir, you are overtime."

Zhao Jiang was startled, and suddenly turned his head to look at the alarm clock on the wall, "Teacher, it's only a few seconds away, I..."

Ye Yibai waved his hand and interrupted him, "Do you still remember what your companion said in the corridor? It's fair and just, regardless of nationality or race. I can read your brochure, but this time I'm applying, I'm sorry." After speaking, he took Zhao Jiang's brochure, but put it on the other side.

Zhao Jiang opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment. The foreigners behind him who wanted to hand in the brochures looked at each other, and silently put the brochures on the other side. This Chinese doctor didn't even give face to his compatriots. There is no need to ask yourself to be boring.

After everyone handed in the brochures, Ye Yibai smiled gently: "Okay everyone, the interview is over, you can go outside and wait for the results, and we will announce the admission list after lunch at the latest."

Everyone nodded after hearing the words, and at the same time followed the nurses and filed out.

After the applicants went out, Allen also walked in through the back door with a stack of papers.

He walked up to the two of them and sat down next to Ye Yibai, "Oh my god, the interview is really tiring. Those people talk more than one other, and sometimes I can't catch up." Allen complained with a sullen face. .

"As for you, surgery should be more tempered than internal medicine."

Richard leaned back on the chair and whistled, "We went very smoothly, those people didn't say a word, of course, these are all thanks to our doctor Ye, but Ye, I thought you Show mercy to your countrymen."

Ye Yibai took out Zhao Jiang's manual and opened it, "Rules are rules. If there are no words like fairness and justice, they may not even have the chance to stand here. After enjoying the convenience brought by these two words, they will be Don't destroy it."

This is the first time that Jihe has recruited Chinese doctors. If there is a slight mistake, I am afraid that the latecomers will not have this opportunity.Ye Yibai looked at Zhao Jiang's full operation plan, shook his head slightly, and began to delete and revise with a pen.

Upon hearing this, Richard gave Ye Yibai a thumbs up, "Ye, you are really admirable, no matter in terms of professional ability or in all aspects, you feel like Teacher Bonn."

After finishing speaking, Richard suddenly felt that the latter part of the sentence was not a compliment, so he couldn't help but smile and changed the subject.

"Then, let's see the result."

Ye Yibai closed the revised Zhao Jiang booklet, and the three of them began to check the applicants' answer results together.

"Sewn into such a ghostly look, but also the attending doctor, I believe you are a ghost."

"That's good, but what's the matter with so many holes, is it going to tie the patient into a sieve?"

"This pass."

"Bleeding from varices, pituitary hormone 2U/min, is he going to murder?"

The three checked and scored, Richard exclaimed from time to time, picked up the weird answer and showed it in front of the two of them.

It's just that when the final results came out, all three of them made difficulties.

"Jodi and Wang Mao have the same score." Richard frowned slightly.

Hearing this, Ye Yibai picked out the two resumes, and he browsed slowly. One minute later, Dr. Ye tapped Wang Mao's resume with a pen, "Him."