Chapter 481 - 481 481 Its hard to find a medical student like her

Chapter 481: [481] It’s hard to find a medical student like her Chapter 481: [481] It’s hard to find a medical student like her Zhao Zhaowei sighed from across him, empathizing with his phone conversation.

“There’s no way around it.” Li Qi’an spread his hands, “The people in the department think neither of us is up to par. They believe that as internal medicine students, they didn’t plan to seriously mentor us.”

Zhao Zhaowei propped his head with his hands, sighing to the point of almost having a heart attack. They came wanting to learn well, but the clinical staff, seeing their lack of practical skills, wouldn’t let them touch anything for fear of accidents.

No wonder there had been rumors mocking their eight-year program as full of bookworms. No matter how well you study, there are few who can adapt quickly to the clinical setting like Xie Wanying.

Xie Wanying could imagine Teacher Xiao Sun doubling over with laughter at the situation.

Student Xiao Xie, you’ve finally come to understand the bitter hardships of clinical teaching, haven’t you?

You think you’re just mentoring a student? When you’re a teacher and a student has a problem, you’re the one responsible.

In a teacher’s eyes, a medical student should be like her, Xie Wanying—diligent, responsible, passionate about medicine, talented, respectful of every senior, wonderfully efficient at work, and able to proactively share the teacher’s burdens.

In reality, it’s hard to find one student like that among ten.

In the afternoon, Li Qi’an came to work and asked, “Yingying, what do you need me to do this afternoon? Should I go enter more medical orders?”

“I’ll join you when you input the electronic orders, until you get the hang of it and can do it alone,” Xie Wanying discussed with him, “I’ve been thinking, your strengths shouldn’t be wasted on these tedious computer tasks. Look at our group’s patients and pick one you think is good, and you manage this patient. Propose some treatment plans for us.”

Huh? Li Qi’an’s fingers fiddled with his glasses in a frenzy, “What, what did you say, Yingying?”

“Your situation is the same as mine when I first arrived at General Surgery Department Two. The teachers are open-minded. They would be more than happy if you’re willing to give suggestions.”

“Yingying, I’m not like you. If my suggestions are all over the place and the teacher doesn’t like them, what should I do?”

“Did you see the last department discussion? Being critiqued by all the teachers is also a form of honor. It means they’re paying attention to you,” Xie Wanying said, offering her classmate positive support with her gaze.

Li Qi’an tilted his head in thought: Maybe it was a good thing. If he made some valuable suggestion, everyone would start seeing him in a new light. Then he walked to the ward.

Watching her classmate’s departing figure, Xie Wanying considered how to next cultivate a sense of doctorly responsibility in Student Li Qi’an. In her view, his primary malady was not seeing himself as a real doctor and lacking the confidence to bravely step forward. If she could help him achieve this, interpersonal tensions would naturally ease. Through hard work, he would eventually earn the respect of others.

Nodding to herself about her thoughts, Xie Wanying prepared to head back. Suddenly, her eyes caught sight of someone. Stopping in her tracks, her pupils blinked slightly, and she parted her lips hesitantly a few steps away from two familiar figures: “Senior Cao, Senior Brother Huang?”

The two seniors obviously stood there, having witnessed the entire process, including her muttering to herself.

Huang Zhilei adjusted his glasses, thinking to himself: Little junior sister has a gentle nature through and through, probably the first time mentoring a student, so gentle.

Cao Yong struggled to restrain the smile at the corner of his mouth, knowing that it wasn’t the time to laugh but to encourage her: Mentoring students in a clinical setting is not easy.

“Senior Cao, are you here for a consultation?” Xie Wanying remembered the phone call from last week.

Approaching, Cao Yong patted her back comfortingly with his palm, “It’s alright, take it slow, there’s a first time for everything.”