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Chapter 30 It's time to leave?  1

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    Years later, I returned to the hospital for an internship in the Department of Gastroenterology, and only had a two-week shift.

    Maybe it's because we've been together for a week a year ago

    Or maybe because of the epidemic, everything has to start again as soon as possible.

    At the beginning, I thought I would be very excited when it was time to leave

    After all, no one wants to stay in a place where you can always remind yourself of those bad memories, right?

    It's just that it's the last Friday of the week, when I know where my next department is

    In my heart, I don't know how to express my feelings about the Department of Gastroenterology.

    Gastroenterology is my first internship department, and it can be regarded as the department that has been in contact with me for the longest time in terms of time.

    Although my actual working time in gastroenterology is not long

    Although I didn't learn much in this department

    But it's really time to go

    But I suddenly found that although I didn't leave any good memories in this department, I still felt a little bored in my heart.

    Do I have feelings for gastroenterology?

    Do I have feelings for the teacher of Gastroenterology?

    I asked myself this way.

    However, although I can answer the result clearly:

    I have no feelings for gastroenterology.

    After all, this is just a place where I only stayed for three weeks.

    I don't even have feelings for the teachers of Gastroenterology, because during the three weeks here, I didn't even have a teacher

    Even during the internship, the teacher did not criticize me, although the teacher did not show any face to me

    But it is precisely because of this that I feel that the teacher knows that I from Henan will always be an outsider to their hospital and their departments

    Also just a passerby

    So there is nothing to care about at all.

    Not to mention the confused self

    Stupid myself

    Clumsy self

    In the Department of Gastroenterology, I have experienced too much tension and bewilderment in doing things for the first time, and I have also made too many mistakes in the Department of Gastroenterology.

    Such a past, I don't want to keep it in my memory forever

    I am a clumsy person, but I am also a person with feelings.

    So when the other interns were laughing and chatting with the department teachers, although I stood aside and said nothing, I also envied their relationship in my heart.

    I'm not born to be a freak and don't like to interact with others, it's just me who is sensitive and always cares about too many things

    So although I only stayed in the Department of Gastroenterology for three weeks, even though some of the teachers in the Department of Gastroenterology still don't know my name

    But when I left, I really wanted to say goodbye to the few teachers I knew and talked to.

    If you can't say warm words, you can at least say: "Teacher, I'm going to transfer subjects tomorrow, goodbye." Right?

    This is what I originally expected of myself.

    But it's really the last day, it's really the moment to leave

    But I didn't have the courage again.

    Moreover, some teachers who changed their clothes and left in a hurry did not give me the courage to say goodbye in front of so many teachers.

    It's just that no matter how cowardly I am, I still want to try to change.

    So when I was leaving at the end, I met the teacher in the endoscopy center on the second floor who asked me why the head nurse didn't let me do morning nursing, I still mustered up the courage to speak to her.

    I am not very familiar with that teacher, nor have I communicated with him in private.

    It's just that each other only remembers each other's appearance in their minds

    It's just that when I got off work that day, I still told the teacher that I was about to transfer subjects.

    The teacher whose name I can't remember for a long time asked me where the next department was.

    I said: Department of Cardiology, 22nd floor.

    The teacher said: Study hard.

    I nod.

    But after saying this, it seems that there is nothing to say.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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