his tongue-in-cheek guide

Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Lucky Registration Day

"What should I do if I'm late for work on the first day? I'm waiting online. It's very urgent."

Song Zhixiao stood at the door of the general surgery office, and quickly slid his fingers on Mouhu's popular answers. The TV in the next ward was playing the morning news:

"Today is November 2022, 11. It is raining and the temperature is 1 to 9 degrees. Due to the influence of the cold air in Siberia, the temperature will continue to drop in the near future. Citizens and friends, please pay attention to adding or removing clothes. Next, I will broadcast the morning news for you..."

Mouhu's answers were all nonsense like "Salary deduction, what else can I do?"

They all stand and talk without back pain.

Because of the central air conditioner in the corridor, it didn't feel cold at all, and Song Zhixiao felt extremely cold in his heart.

At 08:25, shifts are changing inside.

It was time for the director to speak, and the deep voice of the middle-aged man was summarizing his work.

He was late and missed the eight o'clock shift, so he had to wait at the door of the office.

It's all because he stayed up late last night to watch the football game, he gritted his teeth, there is no reason in the adult world, only the result.

So now he can only pay for his unreliable self-control.

He is a regular training physician, in his fourth year.

Yes, three years for a normal person, four years for him.

General departments do not have special requirements for interns and assistant physicians. Graduate students are relatively tolerant because they have the support of their supervisors.

He had hoped that he would stay in the hospital if he performed well, but now it seems that he will definitely not be in the general surgery department, and it will be impossible in his life.

What are those netizens saying?Withhold wages?

Regular training wages are not high in the first place, and deductions will only eat dirt.

Flattering - I don't know how the teaching secretary of this department has a temper, if he meets someone who is mean, it will be hard.

Besides, if it really left a bad impression on the director, it's fine to wear small shoes, and the grade of the department may not be very good.

If it affects the final graduation, it is not worth the candle.

Song Zhixiao felt bitter and wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve it.

But the hospital is non-smoking.

Just when he was about to fall asleep due to the heating from the air outlet, the deep voice of the middle-aged man ended, and the people inside began to commotion, probably because it was almost over, which meant that the time to judge him had finally come.

At this time, a cold voice sounded, slightly lowered, like mung bean shaved ice eaten in summer, with a little graininess, but inexplicably refreshing.

Song Zhixiao was a little curious, so he quietly moved a little closer to the gate.

"Director, I still have something to say about the patients in bed 17."

Nice voice, cool tone.

"Lanqiu, don't say any more about this matter. The other party called me specifically, please ask me, and I can't refuse. I believe you can handle it." The middle-aged man who made the summary speech before obviously didn't want to continue the discussion This matter turned to another topic: "Okay, today is the day for new students to report, the teaching secretary should hurry up and arrange work."

Song Zhixiao hurried back to his original position, the door opened with a "shua", and a middle-aged man came out.

Seeing Song Zhixiao standing at the door in a white coat, the man was taken aback for a moment, glanced at his badge, and immediately understood his purpose.

The man turned his head and said to the people behind him: "Here, there is another one here. It seems that he is late. Leave it to you. I have something to do. I'm going back to the office."

After speaking, he walked away without looking back.

Song Zhixiao bravely walked up, lowering his head timidly, not daring to raise his head to meet people.

"Did the hospital issue a new document to delay the working hours to 08:30?"

The mung bean ice-like voice he heard before sounded.

Song Zhixiao continued to lower his head to pretend to be a quail, and shook his head.

"Why are you keeping your head down? Is there gold on the ground or something?"

It's nice to have a good voice, but it's a pity that the words are not very pleasant.

Song Zhixiao raised his head slowly.

In front of him is a young man with a tall, thin figure, a face as white as jade, as handsome as a jade tree facing the wind, a pair of phoenix eyes hiding behind the lens are cold and majestic, if you look carefully, you can see a tear mole on the eyelid, making this man An indifferent and hard face showed some inexplicable fragility.

"Mung Bean Popsicle" held a register in his hand—of course, it was Song Zhixiao's book of life and death. He gave him a cold look from head to toe. Zunkou:

"Which team won last night?"

Team B, the final goal in stoppage time was a beautiful goal.Song Zhixiao only dared to think, but did not speak.

Seeing that he was silent, the other party had already closed the roster with a "snap", and said expressionlessly: "Song Zhixiao, emergency department, the third year of regular training?"

To be precise, it was a postponement of regular training. He escaped to travel for three months a year ago, but unfortunately he was found out by the scientific research department, and he had to make up for the missed three months.Of course, he can only continue to think about these things, and dare not say them out.

The other party sneered, and his voice was as cool as mung bean ice. When he laughed low, it seemed to be surging with air, which was vivid and seductive.

The man said to Gui Peisheng, who was like three chicks waiting to be slaughtered, standing behind him: "General surgery is the key department of this hospital, and the shift starts at 15 o'clock every morning. Students, please arrive at the office [-] minutes in advance, so that we can get to know you well." Take the results of yesterday’s examination of the patient on the bed with the teacher. No matter you stayed up late yesterday because the TV was too good.” Speaking of this, the other party paused, glanced at Song Zhixiao, and continued: “The game is still too exciting, be sure, please follow my advice The time is right."

Oh, I stepped on a landmine as soon as I came.Song Zhixiao complained silently in his heart.

"By the way," the other party showed him a smile that couldn't see the joy: "I am your tutor, Lu Lanqiu."

I was so lucky that I won the jackpot. If I knew it, I would have bought a bet last night.Song Zhixiao looked at the titles of "deputy director of the department, attending physician" and other titles on the other side's name tag, and there was only one thought left in his heart at the moment.

"By the way, I will be in charge of the exam after three months. If you still want to get better grades and comments from me, please be sure," the other party said here, paused, and looked at it meaningfully. A glance at Song Zhixiao: "Be sure to follow my request."

Song Zhixiao didn't know how he survived the other party's cold eyes, he only knew that there was a message in the eyes of other Gui Peisheng around him:

What a poor wretch.

After that, it was nothing more than some precautions, department structure and other clichéd topics.

It was almost nine o'clock when these things were done. It was said that the mung bean popsicle would have three operations after that, so the man hurriedly changed his white coat and went to the operating room after arranging the work.

I just arrived here, and the other party only let me use his job number to enter the system, get to know the patients in his hands, and write the medical records by the way.

The operation of this department is divided into four groups, and each group has a director, attending, inpatient, and Gui Peisheng.Each operation is generally performed by the chief physician, with several others as assistants.

The boss of their group is nominally today's director, but in fact the chief surgeon is Mr. Mung Bean Popsicle, and he himself will advance various advancements from retractors to skin sutures to minor operations.

Of course, now he can only write medical records here.

He noticed that there were a total of 24 bed patients in this group, and among them, there were 17 beds that the person just mentioned.

Who the hell is this person that makes that Mung Bean Ice feel troublesome?

The tone seems to be introduced by the director's acquaintances, which is very common, no matter when, the acquaintance effect is always very troublesome.

However, these problems are not considered by him as a little doctor. Now, he only needs to write the medical records, tail between his legs, and get up early and greedily to get through the past three months.

The morning passed by in a hurry, the weather was fine, Song Zhixiao had just had lunch in the hospital cafeteria, and was going back to the duty room of the department to take a rest.

Winter is a period of high incidence of geriatric diseases. There are heart-piercing coughs all the way, and the central air conditioner in the hospital is turned on extremely strong, which makes people sleepy.

Passing through the long corridor between the two buildings, a gust of cold winter wind blew in. He quickly covered his neckline tightly to prevent the little heat from his body from escaping. He just took off his overalls and was lazy and didn’t wear a jacket At this moment, I was shivering from the cold.

When he passed the locker room, he remembered that he had left his mobile phone in the pocket of his white coat, so he was about to go in and look for it.

The changing room in their department is divided into two rooms for men and women, and the two rooms are connected with a sink in the middle.On the other side is the women's changing room, including female doctors and nurses.

As soon as he lifted the curtain and poked his head out, he saw Zhang Lan, a nurse in the gastroenterology department upstairs, standing at the door. He had some impressions of this girl when he was transferred to the gastroenterology department. The nursing department has never been short of beauties. The top beauty in the row, Ruolan is tall and temperamental. Everyone has rumored that she will definitely study for a part-time master's degree in nursing in the future, and she is eyeing the position of head nurse.

She is holding a gift in her hand, which is the latest season of chocolates limited to Valentine's Day, called "Love of Life", girls always like to buy them for boys they have a crush on.

But at this moment, her eyes are very unusual, with scorching frenzy shining in her eyes, as if standing in front of her at this moment is the only drug for an addict, and the only money left for a gambler.An almost morbid frenzy.

Out of professional sensitivity, Song Zhixiao first noticed the girl's hands, slender and clean, slender and boneless.

As if all of a sudden, the pair of hands that were usually beautiful with injections and infusions to measure blood pressure, like a fragrant orchid flower, suddenly seemed to have been hit by a burst of frost, and quickly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.It quickly turned blue, and even had purple corpse spots.

Although Song Zhixiao is a medical worker, but after all, his qualifications are still relatively low, and his clinical experience is quite insufficient. He has rarely seen real dead people, let alone this kind of corpse spots that usually appear on people who have died for more than 24 hours .

He looked at Zhang Lan with some puzzlement, good guy, Zhang Lan's face is even more frightening, on the face that is rotting away with the naked eye, there is no trace of the delicate and charming girl from before.

Song Zhixiao's first thought was: zombies.

On November 2022, 11, this event was recorded from different angles in subsequent versions of history books.Because it was the first large-scale zombie virus outbreak in human history, for a long time after that, their city was called "the city of death" by the outside world.

When history happens, all witnesses will be honored to be a part of it.