As soon as Qi Damin heard the dean's invitation, he had to drop all the work at hand and quickly come to the dean's office.

After hearing Dean Guo recount what happened in the small garden and the bet, Section Chief Qi was a little dissatisfied:

"Nowadays, these students are really capable of causing trouble, especially Chen Qi from the health school, and Zhang Jun. A college student bets with a technical secondary school student. If he wins, there is nothing to be proud of. If he loses, it will be embarrassing.

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As the chief of the medical education department and the boss in charge of doctors, Qi Damin still prefers college students. After all, the grade and level of a hospital depends on the number of college students.

Therefore, from a leadership perspective, a college student is far more valuable than a technical secondary school student.

Dean Guo shook his head after hearing this:

"Lao Qi, you have the wrong idea. I think this student Chen Qi's strength is extraordinary. He will definitely not be worse than a college student. He can even diagnose skull base fractures. Do you think other minor ailments in the general surgery department are still difficult for him?"

A problem?

When we look at a student or a young doctor, we should not just look at the diploma, but also pay attention to his strengths and excellence. Especially in surgery, no matter how high the diploma is, if you don’t have the skills to hold the scalpel, it’s all in vain.

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Leaders can never stop preaching.

Qi Damin thought for a while: "Dean, how about we increase the difficulty of the competition and give these two boys a showdown?"

"Oh, tell me how to show off your power?"

"Aren't they competing to see who can write better medical records? What's the comparison? Medical records all have formats. As long as they don't make mistakes and write according to the pattern, it's hard to tell the winner, right?"

Dean Guo nodded lightly after hearing this.

"Then let's make it more difficult. Don't we have to write down the preliminary diagnosis in the big medical record? Let's give them a patient with a difficult disease and let these two boys go to see the doctor independently. Whoever can diagnose it will win. This is more fair.

, can better reflect the level of a student?"

When Dean Guo heard this, his eyes lit up:

"Hey Lao Qi, this method is good. There is no point in writing medical records in a competition. The main point is to compete in who can diagnose the disease. By the way, are there such complex patients this afternoon?"

Qi Damin smiled strangely:

"It's true. Director Zhu Qingsan of the No. 1 Nonstaple Food Factory just finished his physical examination. It was found that there is a problem in the bile duct, which may be serious. He called and asked me to reserve a hospital bed for him in the afternoon. Just in time, I can give it to these few people.

Practice your skills, kid."

Dean Guo slapped the armrest of the sofa:

"Okay, you make an agreement with Director Zhu and ask him to cooperate with the intern's diagnosis and treatment, and tell him that I will see him in person later. In addition, in the afternoon we will go to the First Department of Surgery to see the excitement."

Qi Damin cursed in his heart, are you a dean so empty-handed? Why are you so gossipy? What about the leadership's airs?

But he still said he was cheerful:

"Okay, I will accompany you for a visit in the afternoon, just to see whether our local health school students in Yuezhong are better, or whether the foreign college students are better."

Dean Guo lit a cigarette and took a long puff of it: "Old Qi, how about we make a bet? Let's see who can win? How about the loser also buys a bowl of braised pork?"

Qi Damin has a black streak on his head...

At 2 p.m., in the office of the First Department of Surgery.

Dean Guo, Qi Damin, and Zhu Huoyan were sitting together and were passing around the physical examination report of Director Zhu Qingsan of the No. 1 Non-staple Food Factory.

Jin Peilin, the director of the First Department of Surgery, is a little confused. Why do these big guys always go to the First Department of Surgery?

However, he attributed today's matter to Director Zhu's dignity. After all, the first non-staple food factory controls the food baskets of most people in the city. It can be said to be a position with low power and high authority. The procurement of non-staple food for the canteen of the People's Hospital is also one of the first.

The factory takes care of it.

Dean Guo frowned after reading all the examination reports, especially the black and white B-ultrasound sheet.

"Lao Zhu, what do you think?"

Zhu Huoyan chuckled:

"I won't say anything if I have an opinion. The important thing now is what those two boys think. Let them reveal the answer. If you can't diagnose this, you won't be a qualified surgeon."

Dean Guo nodded in agreement.

Jin Peilin obviously has some different opinions:

"Dean, isn't this a little unfair? After all, Chen Qi is a new intern from a technical secondary school. Zhang Jun is a college student and has been an intern for half a year. His clinical experience and diagnostic ability are definitely better than Chen Qi's. They are not on the same level.

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Dean Guo chuckled:

"Then I don't care. Who asked this classmate Chen Qi to brag about 20 bowls of braised pork? Darling, are all the students today so loud? Even I, the dean, can't afford to hire him."
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Everyone in the office burst into laughter. Obviously, the bet of 20 bowls of braised pork was really impressive.

Qi Damin looked at his watch: "Lao Jin, let's let classmates Chen Qi and Zhang Jun start. We all have things to do in the afternoon, so don't delay."

Jin Peilin nodded, walked out of the office, and came to the nurse station outside.

"Zhang Jun, Chen Qi, the patient is already in bed 20. Which of you two will go for consultation first?"

Zhang Jun's expression was relaxed: "Whatever!"

Chen Qi also shrugged: "Then please invite Zhang Jun first. There are no other secondary school students among us, but we still have the spirit of humility!"

Jin Peilin did not hesitate and handed over a blank medical record: "Zhang Jun, you go first. Here, this is the patient's physical examination report. You can read it first."

Zhang Jun took it, read it carefully, and suddenly laughed: "Teacher Jin, isn't this diagnosis obvious? I saw it at a glance."

Jin Peilin glared at him: "What's so obvious? You dare to make a diagnosis without even seeing the patient? Stop talking nonsense and go quickly. The dean is waiting inside."

"Dean?"

Zhang Jun and Chen Qi were both surprised. They thought that the dean would still pay attention to this small competition? Then they both became excited at the same time. This was an opportunity to perform in front of the leaders.

Zhang Jun was not polite and quickly rushed into the ward.

Lan Lijuan stood next to Chen Qi, feeling a little worried. After all, it was no longer a small medical record writing competition, but a critical moment related to making a personal impression on the leader.

"Squad leader, that Zhang Jun seems to be confident."

Chen Qi sneered:

"Both the dean and Director Zhu came here in person, how could the patient they brought out be simple? You can tell what the disease is just by looking at the examination report, so what else is there? I guess there must be something weird in it."

When Lan Lijuan heard this, she felt it made sense, and at the same time she became more worried. If it was a difficult and complicated disease, then their technical secondary school students would be at a greater disadvantage because they lacked clinical experience.
Chapter completed!