Miraculous X-Ray Vision

The best way to go to the hospital is to enter the hospital for internship for a while. He remembered that one of his high school classmates went to work in the Second People's Hospital of Kyoto after graduation. At that time, many high school classmates were greatly envious.

Large hospitals that can enter first-tier cities can earn hundreds of thousands of yuan a year. After becoming deputy director and director, it is normal to earn several million a year. Compared with them, ordinary white-collar workers are far behind them in terms of income.

This high school classmate is named Huang Shiguang. He entered the hospital after graduating with a master's degree in medicine and has been working for more than a year. Zhang Jun passed through several other high school classmates and finally got Huang Shiguang's contact number.

He dialed the number during lunch time.

"Hey, who are you?" After seven or eight years, Huang Shiguang's voice sounded strange.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Jun, we are high school classmates, the second grader sitting behind you, do you remember me?" Zhang Jun smiled.

The other party thought for a long time, and was a little unsure and said: "Oh, it turned out to be Zhang Jun, are you looking for me?"

Zhang Jun said: "I heard that you work in the Second People's Hospital. I would like to intern for a period of time. I don't know if you have a way."

"Hey, what are you talking about? I can't hear you, hello..." Huang Shiguang yelled a few times before hanging up.

Zhang Jun at the other end was stunned for a long time, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly. He knew that the other party must be afraid of trouble, and deliberately hung up the phone.

"Oh, it seems that I can only go out on my own!" He laughed at himself and prepared to go to the Second People's Hospital in person.

The Second People's Hospital of Kyoto is located in a prosperous area. There are more than 2,000 regular employees. The daily outpatient service volume is 5,000 people. Every year, tens of thousands of people are cured and discharged from the hospital. Those who enter such large hospitals for internships are generally from major medical colleges and universities. Traveling doctors like Zhang Jun who have no certificate or education background will not accept them at all.

But this doesn't bother him. Sometimes the front door can't get through and you can go to the side door.

In the morning, Zhang Jun knocked on the door of the office of the president of the Second People's Hospital. As the head of the First Hospital, the head of the Second People's Hospital enjoys bureau-level treatment. He is only 51 years old this year and he is in the prime of life.

The dean looked quite official and looked at Zhang Jun curiously. Not long ago, I received a call from the Ministry of Health, saying that a special person would come at nine o'clock in the morning and ask him to cooperate. He certainly didn't know that the so-called Ministry of Health personnel was impersonated by Zhang Jun through the supervision system of the X Brigade. He just borrowed the telephone line of the Ministry of Health. In fact, there was nothing like that.

Zhang Jun said with a cold face, and after flashing the ID of the National Security Bureau in front of the dean, he took it away, saying: "I am Zhang Jun, a member of the Special Operations Team of the National Security Agency. We suspect that a terrorist is hiding in this hospital and requires a secret investigation. I hope your hospital can cooperate."

The dean was taken aback, terrorist! He hurriedly said: "Okay, the hospital must fully cooperate!"

Zhang Jun said: "These people are extremely hidden, and it is not yet possible to determine his identity, so I must pretend to be an intern to conduct investigations one by one, and Dean Labor will help me through the considerable procedures."

The dean said: "This is a small matter, easy to handle, easy to handle." Then he asked, "Comrade Zhang, how many terrorists are there? What do they want to do in our hospital?"

Zhang Jun scowled, "Sorry, this is confidential. But I can tell you responsibly, these people are extremely dangerous! They must be eliminated as soon as possible!"

The dean nodded repeatedly and said: "Comrade Zhang has any need, you can raise it to the hospital, and we will fully support it!"

Zhang Jun was very satisfied and said, "Thank you for the great cooperation of Dean Cui. I will definitely respond to my superiors and let the Ministry of Health give you a credit."

"It should be, it should be." The dean smiled, and couldn't help asking, "This action, shouldn't it be Comrade Zhang alone?"

"Of course, but I was the only one who pretended to be an intern. The others appeared as patients and were distributed in every corner of the hospital." Zhang Jun was full of nonsense, but said the dean in a daze.

"Well, Comrade Zhang, you have worked hard!" The dean said, and then ordered the people below to apply for an internship certificate for Zhang Jun as quickly as possible, and Zhang Jun did not need to provide any information.

An hour later, Zhang Jun got two white coats and a badge. The badge stated that he was a fifth-year intern at Kyoto University School of Medicine, named Zhang Jun.

Kyoto University School of Medicine is the best medical school in the country, and he is very satisfied with his status.

In addition, Dean Cui deliberately asked the deputy dean in charge of personnel to secretly cooperate with Zhang Jun's requirements. The deputy dean did not know the identity of Zhang Jun's "agent", so he regarded him as the dean's number one household, so he was very polite to him.

In the end, according to Zhang Jun's request, he first entered general surgery for an internship. In the director's office, the deputy dean solemnly introduced Zhang Jun to the director General, and deliberately emphasized that Zhang Jun was personally arranged by the dean.

The director of General Foreign Affairs has worked in this position for more than ten years. He enthusiastically introduced Zhang Jun to the general situation and asked what he wanted.

Zhang Jun smiled slightly: "Director Ma, I'm just an ordinary intern. I came to study and don't need special care."

The director immediately said: "Understand, Xiao Zhang, you are a person who is willing to work hard in medicine, and you must have a great future. Don't worry, I will let the doctors with the oldest qualifications and the highest level in Corey take you."

Zhang Jun quickly entered the rhythm of the internship, having dinner with everyone and going to work together. Because of his status as a "dean-related household", the doctors took special care of him, and he was able to observe him in person every time he had a major operation.

The Second People's Hospital is very large. Some doctors have been working for a few years and don't know people from other departments. They have fewer chances to meet. Therefore, Zhang Jun has never met Huang Shiguang.

Until the third day, Director Ma called Zhang Jun to the office and solemnly said: "Xiao Zhang, a big man has an emergency, and each department has consultations. Do you want to go there?"

Director Ma was very satisfied with Zhang Jun's performance in the past two days. He found that this young man was not arrogant or impetuous, and he was serious in doing things. He made some suggestions by accident and he was very impressed by him, an old doctor who has been working for decades. So at this consultation, he wanted to bring Zhang Jun, which might help.

Of course Zhang Jun would not refuse, so he followed Director Ma to a high-level ward. Most of the high-level wards of the hospital are prepared for cadres. It costs hundreds of thousands of yuan to stay for one night. Therefore, ordinary people cannot afford to live. After all, ordinary people do not have public medical care.

In the ward, a middle-aged man in his fifties was lying on the bed with sweating profusely, and there were several officials-like people around him, one by one, anxiously getting angry, and someone was shouting at the doctors who were consulting. .

"What do you eat? It's obviously a stomachache, why is it still dead?"

A director of the gastrointestinal department said neither overbearing nor overbearing: "Please don't worry, I think this stomach pain is not easy. The cause must be investigated. If the treatment is arbitrary, it will cause trouble."

Another neurology director said: "After questioning, the patient's pain is visceral pain, and there is no possibility that the abdominal organs are twisted in line."

The urology doctor said: "It may also be pain caused by biliary stones, and a CT examination must be done."

When everyone was discussing, Zhang Jun and Director Ma walked in, and a doctor began to introduce him to his condition. Zhang Jun found that behind one of the fat doctors was Huang Shiguang with a serious expression.

He and Huang Shiguang have not seen each other for seven or eight years, but they can still recognize him. Similarly, Huang Shiguang also saw him and quickly remembered that he was a high school classmate. He was surprised for a while, then nodded slightly to him.

Zhang Jun smiled and turned to observe the patient. He saw that the patient was in severe pain, so he approached and asked, "What did you eat in the morning?" As he asked, he went to touch his veins.

As everyone knows, his practice is very taboo in the hospital, and the chief physicians did not say anything. How can he be an intern without authorization?

The fat doctor in front of Huang Shiguang widened his eyes and shouted, "What are you doing as an intern! Go aside!"

Zhang Jun's action naturally caught the patient's veins, and he ignored him at all. The doctor was fatter and became very angry. The fat on his face was shaking constantly. At this time, Huang Shiguang stood behind him. Doctor Fat was the chief physician of his gastroenterology department and his immediate superior.

In just an instant, countless thoughts flashed in Huang Shiguang's mind. He thought of his refusal to help Zhang Jun enter the hospital for an internship, and even thought that if he can help the director now, he will definitely be appreciated by him.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and hospitals are no exception. A doctor can become a qualified doctor after three years of theory, one year of internship, one year of internship, and then several years of transfer and countless verifications.

Becoming a doctor is just the beginning. They will survive year after year, and they may be able to rise up if they are a little bit proficient and greedy. Most doctors can only be little doctors in their lives.

Doctors, physicians, attending physicians, deputy chief physicians, and chief physicians, each title is a barrier, blocking the footsteps of countless people.

Huang Shiguang has only worked for a year, but he has seen too much intrigue, which has a great influence on him. After a short period of thought, he stood up decisively, stared at Zhang Jun with a contemptuous look, and said loudly: "You asked me to entrust you to the hospital for an internship a few days ago. I resolutely did not agree. I did not expect you to still Come in, I don’t know whose path you took? You also graduated from Kyoto Medical College, huh! As your high school classmate, I seem to remember that you are a student of Tokai University, right?"

When the officials saw that Zhang Jun, an intern who had entered the hospital, dared to treat the director, they were immediately annoyed. Someone pointed to his nose and shouted, "Go away!"

Zhang Jun sighed secretly, this Huang Shiguang was too powerful and unkind. He didn't get angry either. He stood up and said, "Your chief is in critical condition. He can hold on for half an hour at most. If he is not treated in time within half an hour, the gods will not be able to save him!

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