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The next day.
Medical center.
"what's happenin?"
Christina is boringly dealing with the case at hand.
Since the surgical residency training regulations in the hospital were changed, it has been impossible for the lower-grade residents to think about specializing in the specialties they are interested in.
The comprehensive rotation system of each department is re-operated to cultivate a wider range of skills for inpatients to prevent confined to one corner and cause unnecessary mistakes.
And Christina was sent to the emergency department today to deal with general emergency patients.
"You forgot, Adam asked me to go to the dermatologist."
Meredith entangled: "I don't want to be a dermatologist!"
"give!"
Christina directly took a medical record in her hand: "This is yours, go ahead."
"I said everything, I don't want to go."
Meredith said madly.
"Then you promised Adam last night?"
Christina asked her words of humiliation.
"..."
Meredith was speechless.
She can't say that she is a little bit mad at Adam, right?
"What case is this?"
She didn't want to explain, so she had no choice but to look through the medical records.
"A patient with tender erythema, from the upper chest to the left arm."
Christina said with a pity: "I called Sloan, originally thinking whether it might be a flesh-eating bacterium, but unfortunately he said no."
If it is a flesh-eating bacteria, it may be amputated.
She likes this best.
"It may just be dermatitis."
Meredith looked through the medical records and gave his own conclusion.
"Ha ha."
Christina smiled.
"what's happenin?"
Meredith looked up in confusion.
"Adam is right."
Christina quipped: "You may be really suitable for being a dermatologist.
Gee.
See if you haven't gone now, there is the thinking of a dermatologist.
Is it just dermatitis?
Boring! "
"I'm just telling the truth."
Meredith laughed angrily by his girlfriend: "Medical freshmen have learned one of the simplest medical sayings.
When you hear the sound of horse hooves, you should think of horses, not zebras.
Don't complicate simple issues.
Because intractable diseases are a minority after all. "
"Are we still medical freshmen?"
Christina asked back.
"... Then you can't be foolish."
Meredith didn't have a good air: "Could it be that this kind of behavior that you hear for the operation and thinks it is a zebra is the authentic thinking of a surgeon?"
Christina nodded her nose, motioned that Meredith was right, and then mocked.
"Doctor Grey, go back to your dermatology department, get some skin cream, and save this patient."
"..."
Meredith was almost **** off by his girlfriend.
I wanted to smash the medical records in my hand, and then yelled: "My old lady is also a surgeon, not a **** dermatologist."
However, Adam's expressionless face flashed in his mind, and he could only hold the medical record and go to the dermatologist in a daze.
That's right!
It's looking for!
The hospital is so big that she never looked down on other departments before, so how could she have been to a dermatology department?
Looking left and right, and finally saw the consulting room marked with the dermatology department, Meredith pushed the door directly and walked in.
As soon as she entered, she immediately felt a different atmosphere.
It's so quiet here.
What caught the eye was a pale yellow. Under the morning light that came in, the pale yellow work uniforms on the medical staff seemed to have been given a halo.
"Hi."
At the nurse's desk, a young blond woman smiled at her dazedly: "I'm Doctor Peyman, how can I help you?"
"Uh, yes."
Meredith came back to his senses and walked over with the medical record: "Where can I get the skin cream?"
"Our nurse seems to be very busy."
Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, took a look and said, "If you are not in a hurry, I can get it for you."
"of course."
Meredith naturally had no opinion.
She came here with the task of observation.
Although she is very disdainful of becoming a dermatologist, she must be mentally prepared to change her career thinking about Adam's attitude.
Now that she has this good reason and opportunity to observe carefully, she will naturally not refuse.
"While you are waiting, would you like some raspberry juice to drink?"
Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, raised the juice in her hand and said enthusiastically.
"Uh, good."
Meredith was startled and gave her a strange look.
I wondered if Adam had said hello in advance, and wanted to use this little trick to make her interested in dermatology.
Otherwise, this is a hospital. Doctors like them are busy all day long, so there is no way to drink delicious juice as soon as they go to work.
Just when Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, poured red raspberry juice for Meredith.
A handsome man in the same pale yellow overalls came over, reached out and grasped the left hand vacated by Dr. Peyman, and began to knead it without evasiveness.
"Hi, Chris."
The blonde beauty greeted each other as usual, half raised her left hand like Galeries Lafayette, and let the other side knead.
The other hand passed the raspberry juice to Meredith. Seeing that Meredith looked strange, he quickly explained with a smile: "Don't mind Chris, he is my massage therapist."
"Your...what?"
Meredith was dumbfounded.
"We are doctors."
The blond woman Dr. Peyman explained with a smile: "Our hands are all doing fine work, and keeping healthy is very important.
So we invited Chris to help with the massage. Once we are free, he will immediately come to help us massage and maintain our doctor's hands. "
"...Each attending doctor has someone to massage?"
Meredith looked down at his hand, then looked at the hands that the blonde beauty Dr. Peyman maintained that was obviously different at that moment, and then looked around, incredible.
"Oh, of course not."
Dr. Peman, the beautiful blonde woman, waved her hand quickly.
"I'll just say."
Meredith breathed a sigh of relief: "How could it be possible."
If every doctor in charge of dermatology had it, then she would doubt her life.
Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, should be someone with a background.
Ok.
Just like Adam.
Thinking of Adam's exaggerated personal customized medical equipment, Meredith was relieved.
But it was only that moment.
Because she was stunned by what the other party said.
"of course."
Of course, what the blonde Peyman and Meredith said were not the same thing. She smiled and said, "The dermatologist has other massage therapists..."
Then she glanced at the masseur who was massaging her~www.novelhall.com~ and gave Meredith a wink of ‘those massage therapists are certainly better than him’: "Chris is just helping the resident doctor."
"..."
Meredith shook again and again, almost numb, and it took a long time before he said with his tongue out: "You, are you a resident?"
"the first year."
The blonde Dr. Peyman smiled triumphantly: "I like this place so much."
"..."
Meredith was completely speechless.
For a long time, the doctor who enjoys this unimaginable working condition is just an intern who just came in?
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The next day.
Medical center.
"what's happenin?"
Christina is boringly dealing with the case at hand.
Since the surgical residency training regulations in the hospital were changed, it has been impossible for the lower-grade residents to think about specializing in the specialties they are interested in.
The comprehensive rotation system of each department is re-operated to cultivate a wider range of skills for inpatients to prevent confined to one corner and cause unnecessary mistakes.
And Christina was sent to the emergency department today to deal with general emergency patients.
"You forgot, Adam asked me to go to the dermatologist."
Meredith entangled: "I don't want to be a dermatologist!"
"give!"
Christina directly took a medical record in her hand: "This is yours, go ahead."
"I said everything, I don't want to go."
Meredith said madly.
"Then you promised Adam last night?"
Christina asked her words of humiliation.
"..."
Meredith was speechless.
She can't say that she is a little bit mad at Adam, right?
"What case is this?"
She didn't want to explain, so she had no choice but to look through the medical records.
"A patient with tender erythema, from the upper chest to the left arm."
Christina said with a pity: "I called Sloan, originally thinking whether it might be a flesh-eating bacterium, but unfortunately he said no."
If it is a flesh-eating bacteria, it may be amputated.
She likes this best.
"It may just be dermatitis."
Meredith looked through the medical records and gave his own conclusion.
"Ha ha."
Christina smiled.
"what's happenin?"
Meredith looked up in confusion.
"Adam is right."
Christina quipped: "You may be really suitable for being a dermatologist.
Gee.
See if you haven't gone now, there is the thinking of a dermatologist.
Is it just dermatitis?
Boring! "
"I'm just telling the truth."
Meredith laughed angrily by his girlfriend: "Medical freshmen have learned one of the simplest medical sayings.
When you hear the sound of horse hooves, you should think of horses, not zebras.
Don't complicate simple issues.
Because intractable diseases are a minority after all. "
"Are we still medical freshmen?"
Christina asked back.
"... Then you can't be foolish."
Meredith didn't have a good air: "Could it be that this kind of behavior that you hear for the operation and thinks it is a zebra is the authentic thinking of a surgeon?"
Christina nodded her nose, motioned that Meredith was right, and then mocked.
"Doctor Grey, go back to your dermatology department, get some skin cream, and save this patient."
"..."
Meredith was almost **** off by his girlfriend.
I wanted to smash the medical records in my hand, and then yelled: "My old lady is also a surgeon, not a **** dermatologist."
However, Adam's expressionless face flashed in his mind, and he could only hold the medical record and go to the dermatologist in a daze.
That's right!
It's looking for!
The hospital is so big that she never looked down on other departments before, so how could she have been to a dermatology department?
Looking left and right, and finally saw the consulting room marked with the dermatology department, Meredith pushed the door directly and walked in.
As soon as she entered, she immediately felt a different atmosphere.
It's so quiet here.
What caught the eye was a pale yellow. Under the morning light that came in, the pale yellow work uniforms on the medical staff seemed to have been given a halo.
"Hi."
At the nurse's desk, a young blond woman smiled at her dazedly: "I'm Doctor Peyman, how can I help you?"
"Uh, yes."
Meredith came back to his senses and walked over with the medical record: "Where can I get the skin cream?"
"Our nurse seems to be very busy."
Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, took a look and said, "If you are not in a hurry, I can get it for you."
"of course."
Meredith naturally had no opinion.
She came here with the task of observation.
Although she is very disdainful of becoming a dermatologist, she must be mentally prepared to change her career thinking about Adam's attitude.
Now that she has this good reason and opportunity to observe carefully, she will naturally not refuse.
"While you are waiting, would you like some raspberry juice to drink?"
Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, raised the juice in her hand and said enthusiastically.
"Uh, good."
Meredith was startled and gave her a strange look.
I wondered if Adam had said hello in advance, and wanted to use this little trick to make her interested in dermatology.
Otherwise, this is a hospital. Doctors like them are busy all day long, so there is no way to drink delicious juice as soon as they go to work.
Just when Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, poured red raspberry juice for Meredith.
A handsome man in the same pale yellow overalls came over, reached out and grasped the left hand vacated by Dr. Peyman, and began to knead it without evasiveness.
"Hi, Chris."
The blonde beauty greeted each other as usual, half raised her left hand like Galeries Lafayette, and let the other side knead.
The other hand passed the raspberry juice to Meredith. Seeing that Meredith looked strange, he quickly explained with a smile: "Don't mind Chris, he is my massage therapist."
"Your...what?"
Meredith was dumbfounded.
"We are doctors."
The blond woman Dr. Peyman explained with a smile: "Our hands are all doing fine work, and keeping healthy is very important.
So we invited Chris to help with the massage. Once we are free, he will immediately come to help us massage and maintain our doctor's hands. "
"...Each attending doctor has someone to massage?"
Meredith looked down at his hand, then looked at the hands that the blonde beauty Dr. Peyman maintained that was obviously different at that moment, and then looked around, incredible.
"Oh, of course not."
Dr. Peman, the beautiful blonde woman, waved her hand quickly.
"I'll just say."
Meredith breathed a sigh of relief: "How could it be possible."
If every doctor in charge of dermatology had it, then she would doubt her life.
Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, should be someone with a background.
Ok.
Just like Adam.
Thinking of Adam's exaggerated personal customized medical equipment, Meredith was relieved.
But it was only that moment.
Because she was stunned by what the other party said.
"of course."
Of course, what the blonde Peyman and Meredith said were not the same thing. She smiled and said, "The dermatologist has other massage therapists..."
Then she glanced at the masseur who was massaging her~www.novelhall.com~ and gave Meredith a wink of ‘those massage therapists are certainly better than him’: "Chris is just helping the resident doctor."
"..."
Meredith shook again and again, almost numb, and it took a long time before he said with his tongue out: "You, are you a resident?"
"the first year."
The blonde Dr. Peyman smiled triumphantly: "I like this place so much."
"..."
Meredith was completely speechless.
For a long time, the doctor who enjoys this unimaginable working condition is just an intern who just came in?
In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click on the "Favorites" below to record this time (Chapter 984 Dermatology, that is a magical place~) reading record, and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf!
If you like "Daily American Drama", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ! ()
"Everyday Department American Drama Novels to find the latest chapters!The next day.Medical center."what's happenin?"Christina is boringly dealing with the case at hand.Since the surgical residency training regulations in the hospital were changed, it has been impossible for the lower-grade residents to think about specializing in the specialties they are interested in.The comprehensive rotation system of each department is re-operated to cultivate a wider range of skills for inpatients to prevent confined to one corner and cause unnecessary mistakes.And Christina was sent to the emergency department today to deal with general emergency patients."You forgot, Adam asked me to go to the dermatologist."Meredith entangled: "I don't want to be a dermatologist!""give!"Christina directly took a medical record in her hand: "This is yours, go ahead.""I said everything, I don't want to go."Meredith said madly."Then you promised Adam last night?"Christina asked her words of humiliation."..."Meredith was speechless.She can't say that she is a little bit mad at Adam, right?"What case is this?"She didn't want to explain, so she had no choice but to look through the medical records."A patient with tender erythema, from the upper chest to the left arm."Christina said with a pity: "I called Sloan, originally thinking whether it might be a flesh-eating bacterium, but unfortunately he said no."If it is a flesh-eating bacteria, it may be amputated.She likes this best."It may just be dermatitis."Meredith looked through the medical records and gave his own conclusion."Ha ha."Christina smiled."what's happenin?"Meredith looked up in confusion."Adam is right."Christina quipped: "You may be really suitable for being a dermatologist.Gee.See if you haven't gone now, there is the thinking of a dermatologist.Is it just dermatitis?Boring! ""I'm just telling the truth."Meredith laughed angrily by his girlfriend: "Medical freshmen have learned one of the simplest medical sayings.When you hear the sound of horse hooves, you should think of horses, not zebras.Don't complicate simple issues.Because intractable diseases are a minority after all. ""Are we still medical freshmen?"Christina asked back."... Then you can't be foolish."Meredith didn't have a good air: "Could it be that this kind of behavior that you hear for the operation and thinks it is a zebra is the authentic thinking of a surgeon?"Christina nodded her nose, motioned that Meredith was right, and then mocked."Doctor Grey, go back to your dermatology department, get some skin cream, and save this patient.""..."Meredith was almost **** off by his girlfriend.I wanted to smash the medical records in my hand, and then yelled: "My old lady is also a surgeon, not a **** dermatologist."However, Adam's expressionless face flashed in his mind, and he could only hold the medical record and go to the dermatologist in a daze.That's right!It's looking for!The hospital is so big that she never looked down on other departments before, so how could she have been to a dermatology department?Looking left and right, and finally saw the consulting room marked with the dermatology department, Meredith pushed the door directly and walked in.As soon as she entered, she immediately felt a different atmosphere.It's so quiet here.What caught the eye was a pale yellow. Under the morning light that came in, the pale yellow work uniforms on the medical staff seemed to have been given a halo."Hi."At the nurse's desk, a young blond woman smiled at her dazedly: "I'm Doctor Peyman, how can I help you?""Uh, yes."Meredith came back to his senses and walked over with the medical record: "Where can I get the skin cream?""Our nurse seems to be very busy."Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, took a look and said, "If you are not in a hurry, I can get it for you.""of course."Meredith naturally had no opinion.She came here with the task of observation.Although she is very disdainful of becoming a dermatologist, she must be mentally prepared to change her career thinking about Adam's attitude.Now that she has this good reason and opportunity to observe carefully, she will naturally not refuse."While you are waiting, would you like some raspberry juice to drink?"Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, raised the juice in her hand and said enthusiastically."Uh, good."Meredith was startled and gave her a strange look.I wondered if Adam had said hello in advance, and wanted to use this little trick to make her interested in dermatology.Otherwise, this is a hospital. Doctors like them are busy all day long, so there is no way to drink delicious juice as soon as they go to work.Just when Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, poured red raspberry juice for Meredith.A handsome man in the same pale yellow overalls came over, reached out and grasped the left hand vacated by Dr. Peyman, and began to knead it without evasiveness."Hi, Chris."The blonde beauty greeted each other as usual, half raised her left hand like Galeries Lafayette, and let the other side knead.The other hand passed the raspberry juice to Meredith. Seeing that Meredith looked strange, he quickly explained with a smile: "Don't mind Chris, he is my massage therapist.""Your...what?"Meredith was dumbfounded."We are doctors."The blond woman Dr. Peyman explained with a smile: "Our hands are all doing fine work, and keeping healthy is very important.So we invited Chris to help with the massage. Once we are free, he will immediately come to help us massage and maintain our doctor's hands. ""...Each attending doctor has someone to massage?"Meredith looked down at his hand, then looked at the hands that the blonde beauty Dr. Peyman maintained that was obviously different at that moment, and then looked around, incredible."Oh, of course not."Dr. Peman, the beautiful blonde woman, waved her hand quickly."I'll just say."Meredith breathed a sigh of relief: "How could it be possible."If every doctor in charge of dermatology had it, then she would doubt her life.Dr. Peyman, the blonde beauty, should be someone with a background.Ok.Just like Adam.Thinking of Adam's exaggerated personal customized medical equipment, Meredith was relieved.But it was only that moment.Because she was stunned by what the other party said."of course."Of course, what the blonde Peyman and Meredith said were not the same thing. She smiled and said, "The dermatologist has other massage therapists..."Then she glanced at the masseur who was massaging her~www.novelhall.com~ and gave Meredith a wink of those massage therapists are certainly better than him': "Chris is just helping the resident doctor.""..."Meredith shook again and again, almost numb, and it took a long time before he said with his tongue out: "You, are you a resident?""the first year."The blonde Dr. Peyman smiled triumphantly: "I like this place so much.""..."Meredith was completely speechless.For a long time, the doctor who enjoys this unimaginable working condition is just an intern who just came in?In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click on the "Favorites" below to record this time Chapter 984 Dermatology, that is a magical place~ reading record, and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf!If you like "Daily American Drama", please recommend this book to your friends QQ, blog, WeChat, etc., thank you for your support! !
