The doctor who only runs around and sweats every day is like a student who fails to pass the exam by trying hard to hold the textbook every day as if he is taking a serious study.

What are the doctors who are truly powerful in clinical practice?

The fairy brother took a thermos cup and looked like a fairy every day.

Maybe Cao Yong, a typical good man at home, thought that he would be too busy to death and not have time to do anything else, but he would raise turtles and plant flowers every day, and organize his own desk and documents without others interfering.

Mr. Zhang is a leader who has a lot of things to do. He cooks soup and vegetables for his mother at home every day, and even makes fried rice for classmate Xie.

The above examples fully demonstrate that there is no real busyness for the big guys in the world.

People have high work efficiency, but it depends on their brains.

Several junior brothers and sisters recalled: Brother Huang’s image is often as hot as a firefighter, sweating all over his body, comparable to a work activist, but he was often called a fool by Brother Cao.

Now everyone understood: Senior Brother Cao scolded Senior Brother Huang for being lazy.

Senior Brother Huang came to know a few of them in particular, because he wanted them to let the teacher give him a leucorrhea as before the exam so that he could use his brain less. There was no way, through today's surgery, he keenly smelled what he came here today.

These junior brothers and sisters are different from the past and will roll up their brains. So it cannot be said that Senior Brother Huang has no IQ, and he will not be able to respond sensitively in this regard.

After pulling a chair and sitting down, Huang Zhilei continued to sit next to his junior brothers and sisters, intending to play the emotional card and get close to him. He turned around and stared at Song Mao: Can't you cooperate?

Cooperation? Is this not his question OK? Song Xuelin's meaningful gaze drifted towards the other "small students" without answering the idiot senior.

The insidious eyes of the talented man from Beidu fully demonstrated that the other party had already calculated it.

Classmate Wei, Pan, Geng, was shocked and his face turned pale. They were not really bad students.

Song Xuelin: Didn’t I just say it in the operation room? Humph, wait. Do you think I’m waiting for me to deal with you? Am I so idiotic? Do I need me to take action on such a thing?

"We've got a trap, right?" Wei Shangquan was so anxious that he was fighting between his teeth and lips while talking, and he was almost incoherent. "Zhao Zhaowei said since the first time he met him, he was not a good guy."

To be fair, Dr. Song has an outrageous IQ, and it is absolutely nothing to say that he is the most insidious cat in the world. Xie Wanying thought about it and would not comment. Dr. Song basically has no real bad intentions in doing anything.

Originally, doctors had to think independently, and they couldn't say that they used other people's prompt cards to answer questions all day long.

Everyone understood this when Dr. Song mentioned it again. During the operation, no one applauded the correct answer. Teacher Tan did not say anything, and Senior Brother Cao would not express his opinion. It was all because he believed that Student Pan was not independent and was not worthy of praise.

Some clinical teachers hate students who need to help others solve problems from time to time.

I remember that when she first entered the clinical emergency department, she and Zhao Zhaowei studied with Teacher Lin of the Internal Medicine. She gave a reminder to Zhao who asked for help. Next, Zhao's answer was correct and he was criticized. Teacher Lin was not a big boss, and he was also in this attitude.

Needless to say,

Song Xuelin's mouth curled up at these people, picked up the mug and drank his own water sips, and was too lazy to say: Anyway, there is a big bull to deal with these really lazy people on his behalf.
Chapter completed!