"Why are you asking ?" Xie Wanying countered her classmates with a question. "Does it matter which departnt I go to?"
"We’re assigned to internal dicine, so we can’t be in the sa departnt as you," Li Qi’an explained. "But we were hoping at least to stay in the sa hospital as you. The two of them want to go to Guo Zhi Hospital, so they’re wondering if you also want to go to Guo Zhi."
"We can’t go there. We don’t have the opportunity to intern at Guo Zhi," Xie Wanying said.
Hospitals typically prioritize selecting interns within their own institution to save on additional training costs.
"That’s not necessarily true. Guoxie recruits from other places as well. Look at him, he’s originally from Beidu." Li Qi’an pointed to Song Xueling. "Guo Zhi is the sa as Guoxie in that regard."
The office door opened, and Xia Dongxian walked in. Hearing them discussing dical internships, he remarked, "Guoxie does send dical students to Guo Zhi for rotations. You can ask your advisor to help you apply for an internship rotation over there."
Since the juniors seed interested in entering cardiology, Senior Xia decisively offered so helpful advice. The main issue was that Guoxie’s cardiology departnts, both internal and external, were saturated, so the juniors were unlikely to secure a spot there. Unlike Guoxie, Guo Zhi was entirely specialized in cardiology, providing a lot more opportunities.
The group of students quickly adjusted and responded in unison, "Thank you, Senior Xia!"
The most eager ones, Zhao Zhaowei and Feng Yicong, stood up, preparing to seek out their advisor right away.
As the two stepped out of the office, they suddenly froze like statues upon seeing soone.
"Has a leader co?" Xia Dongxian, observing their reaction, deduced it must be soone important and promptly went out to greet the leader.
Xie Wanying, Li Qi’an, and Song Xueling remained seated, intentionally trying to blend into the background, hoping to avoid drawing any attention from the higher-ups. Unlike Feng Yicong and Zhao Zhaowei, they didn’t feel the need to ingratiate themselves.
Glancing at his two frozen classmates at the door, Li Qi’an thought to himself, *If you’re going to flatter soone, why are you standing there like petrified statues?*
But it was hard not to freeze. Zhao Zhaowei and Feng Yicong were inwardly crying—there wasn’t even ti to give their classmates in the office a sign before the arriving leader bypassed the wards and ca straight their way.
At the front of the group was Dai Hongrong, who imdiately pointed out the two, noting, "Aren’t you ICU interns? What are you doing here?"
"Director Dai," the two stamred nervously, "we ca to find Yingying."
"Yingying?"
The ntion of "Yingying" sparked a flicker of curiosity in Xie Wanying’s leader’s eyes.
"Student Xie," Zhao Zhaowei and Feng Yicong quickly corrected themselves. They were so accustod to calling Xie Wanying "Yingying" among themselves that they’d slipped.
"Dr. Xie and Dr. Song are Teacher Lu’s supervising doctors. They’re having lunch inside," Xia Dongxian explained to the leader while giving a side glance at the imposing man in front of him.
It was Liang Baichuan, the president of Guo Zhi Hospital, who was allegedly a classmate of their Guoxie President Wu back in the day. Unlike President Wu, who resembled a genial teacher, the high-foreheaded, gaunt-cheeked Liang Baichuan exuded a particularly stern deanor.
Carrying the weight of responsibility and laboring tirelessly, Liang Baichuan’s temples were streaked with gray hair.
The group had co to the office intending to check the patient’s dical records before heading to the bedside. After all, the cardiac issue Teacher Lu had experienced during surgery just so happened to fall under Guo Zhi Hospital’s specialty.
Finally realizing that the leaders were heading toward them, the three remaining students in the office jumped up in unison, grabbed their lunchboxes, and started contemplating where to relocate to continue their al.
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