The pleasantries lasted for a while until Zhu Daoqi came looking for Zhang Yang, finally allowing him to break away. Zhu Daoqi led Zhang Yang to a quieter spot and said softly, “Zhang Yang, with your abilities, I have no doubt you’ll achieve good results this time.

However, I hope you can mentor the others and help them out!” The afternoon was dedicated to practical internship work. According to the requirements of this event, teachers could not accompany the students to the hospital; all matters had to be handled entirely by the students themselves.

This meant each school needed a student leader to unite the group and maximize their effectiveness. For the six students from Changjing University, that leader was naturally Zhang Yang.

Zhu Daoqi had no concerns about Zhang Yang’s personal performance, but this was different from previous academic exchanges. This time, the assessment focused on the students' overall competence, using their performance to judge the quality of the school’s teaching.

If only Zhang Yang performed well while the others lagged, they still wouldn't achieve a good overall ranking. “Professor Zhu, rest assured.

I will certainly help them however I can!” Zhang Yang murmured. He possessed over a decade of hands-on hospital experience, having advanced step-by-step from an ordinary physician to the position of Vice President.

Guiding a few students was not the slightest bit of trouble for him. Zhu Daoqi grinned, “That’s excellent.

I trust that with you here, we are certain to make a good impression and secure excellent results!” After briefly covering the necessary precautions, Zhu Daoqi called the others forward to give final instructions. Since the teachers couldn't accompany them to the hospital, everything depended on them.

Furthermore, this wasn't a standard internship; to test their skills, the hospital would deliberately assign specific patient cases for them to manage. Some of these cases would even be deliberately planted by the event organizers, specifically designed to challenge their capabilities.

Under these circumstances, every student needed to be exceptionally meticulous to avoid making errors. Dedicated physicians would be observing them closely.

If they made mistakes during diagnosis or treatment, points would be deducted by these supervising doctors. Accumulating too many deductions would naturally lead to a poor final score.

Conversely, excellent performance would earn bonus points, and the total value of these points would serve as the metric for ranking the participating schools. Of course, scores alone wouldn't tell the whole story.

Each student's performance would also be meticulously recorded as crucial supplementary data. Moreover, these records would be shown to expert representatives from major hospitals.

If a student’s performance caught their eye and earned their approval, there was a strong possibility of being directly recruited by those hospitals. Precisely because of this prospect, many students were fiercely motivated, determined to shine.

Without such opportunities, securing a suitable job was difficult. Good academic results gave them an advantage, but they also craved greater choice and leverage.

As Zhu Daoqi spoke, the teachers from every school were issuing similar instructions to their own students. Regardless of the school’s standing or the individual student’s future, this internship was vital.

Because it was an organized event, every student was guaranteed to encounter numerous patients—a rare practical opportunity for them. Following the arrangements, four minibusses arrived from Tongji Medical College.

The more than one hundred participants were divided into four groups, heading to different hospitals. No hospital would keep them for too long; rotations were scheduled to better test their adaptability.

Changjing University was thankfully not grouped with the students from Jinling University this time; the two rival groups managed to avoid each other. However, even if they had been together, major issues were unlikely this time.

Yesterday’s reception had thoroughly shown the Jinling University contingent the extent of Zhang Yang’s influence. Six schools, including Changjing University, Hangzhou Medical College, and Suzhou Medical Academy, totaling over thirty people, proceeded together to Shanghai Children's Hospital.

The hospitals selected for the event covered different specialties, ensuring a comprehensive examination of the participants. The major hospitals would fully cooperate in successfully executing this inaugural event.

“Wow, I’m absolutely exhausted today!” The afternoon flew by quickly, and they still had evening shifts; only during dinner could they catch a brief respite. While eating, Wang Lu couldn't help but complain to Zhang Yang.

In just that single afternoon, she and Yin Yong had visited over a dozen wards and seen dozens of patients. Visiting a ward was never just a cursory look; they had to articulate their professional opinions on every patient's treatment plan.

Stating something poorly would result in deductions, and the supervising doctor kept the pressure high. Shi Yan offered a wry smile, “You guys had it relatively easy.

Your patients had clear medical records, so you could offer informed opinions based on what you saw. We were in the consultation rooms; we saw dozens of patients this afternoon, each with different ailments.

Many young children couldn't articulate their symptoms clearly, so we had to rely entirely on observation!” Both Zhang Yang and Shi Yan were assigned to the consultation rooms, and both possessed prior practical experience, so managing the workload wasn't a major issue. Unlike some students who had zero practical experience, they appeared flustered upon entering the consultation booth, too nervous to speak when facing patients, requiring the accompanying teacher to smooth things over.

Wang Lu nodded in full agreement, “That’s true. We move to the consultation rooms tomorrow too, Shi Yan, teach me a few things?” Shi Yan glanced at Zhang Yang and said softly, “You should probably ask Zhang Yang about that.

His pace today was far faster than mine, and he saw significantly more patients too!” Though busy, she had paid close attention to Zhang Yang while they worked together in the clinics. Zhang Yang leading such an important research project was impressive, but she hadn’t been entirely convinced regarding his practical clinical skills.

While he might surpass her in knowledge, she was confident she wasn't inferior to him when it came to treating patients at the bedside. When she worked at her family’s hospital, she had handled consultations many times and possessed substantial experience.

That experience had indeed helped her significantly; she saw many patients that afternoon without making a single mistake, unlike some first-time consultants whose pace was slow and errors frequent. Given this, she firmly believed she couldn't be worse than Zhang Yang.

What shocked her was that while her speed was good, Zhang Yang’s was astonishingly faster. He had treated at least a third more patients than she had—a speed she found unimaginable and which dealt her a small blow.

“Zhang Yang, you’re so capable, you must have a method. Please teach us!” Wang Lu clasped her hands together in a gesture of supplication.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly and replied, “We were assigned to Pediatric Internal Medicine today, which inherently has a high patient volume, so seeing more patients is normal. You study Preventive Medicine; they won't likely place you in Internal Medicine, probably putting you in departments like Epidemiology or Infectious Diseases, where patient numbers will be much lower.

So, you shouldn't worry about the sheer quantity of patients you see!” “That makes sense; fewer patients means it’ll be less intense!” Wang Lu nodded gently. Zhang Yang’s expression then turned slightly more serious as he continued, “Fewer patients doesn't mean you can relax.

Fewer patients also mean fewer opportunities to demonstrate yourselves. You must observe every single patient even more carefully and not miss any detail!” Zhang Yang spoke slowly, and afterward, he imparted some hard-won experience and insight.

This knowledge was accumulated from his years of mentoring interns. He knew exactly what mistakes interns were prone to make and how to correct them.

What he said caused Wang Lu and Yin Yong to nod repeatedly. Shi Yan, standing nearby, found her eyes widening.

Everything Zhang Yang mentioned wasn't just useful for Wang Lu and Yin Yong; it was profoundly insightful for her too. Even Gao Fei and Zhao Qiang listened with wide eyes, hanging on every word.

After dinner, Zhang Yang finished speaking. In fact, even if Wang Lu hadn’t asked, he would have shared this information.

He had promised Zhu Daoqi that he would take good care of them. If he mentored them well, Changjing University would naturally achieve great results in this competition.

Regardless, Zhang Yang was currently a student at Changjing University. He genuinely desired his school to perform exceptionally well in the event—it was an innate sense of collective honor.

It was akin to every Chinese citizen hoping for their nation to be prosperous and strong. After eating, the group walked out together.

Wang Lu and the others would return to the wards at night, while Zhang Yang and Shi Yan were assigned to the Emergency Department. They would work until nine in the evening before returning to the hotel to rest, concluding the day’s activities.

There weren’t many patients in the Emergency Department at this hour. After assigning them tasks, the supervising doctor attended to his own duties.

The intensity of the afternoon stood in stark contrast to the current calm. It was nearly eight o’clock, and Zhang Yang and Shi Yan had only attended to four patients in total.

Two of these cases involved traffic accidents, though the injuries weren't severe. All four patients were managed appropriately, and watching Zhang Yang and Shi Yan handle the procedures with practiced ease, the accompanying physician couldn't help but nod approvingly.

These two students showed remarkable aptitude—they were promising talents. At nine o’clock, the evening shift finally ended.

After changing out of their scrubs, their practical session for the day was complete. “Zhang Yang, how long did you intern at the Third Hospital?” Standing outside the entrance to the Emergency Department, Shi Yan suddenly asked.

She and Zhang Yang had worked together constantly that evening, and Zhang Yang had handled both internal medicine cases and trauma patients with exceptional composure. He looked less like a student and more like a veteran physician.

“Not too long, about two months, perhaps. And there, I only had one day of internship time per week!” Zhang Yang smiled slightly, but his smile froze instantly.

He was standing by the ER entrance, his gaze fixed straight ahead. Shi Yan followed his line of sight and immediately froze as well.

Ahead of them, a man was running desperately, clutching a child whose entire body was covered in blood and whose arm was bent at an unnatural angle. The man was sprinting toward the Emergency Room entrance, shouting wildly.

“Help! Please, someone help!

Where are the doctors? Where are the medics?” As the man reached the doorway of the ER, he bellowed in panic.

Zhang Yang and Shi Yan both got a clear look at the child. The child appeared to be about five or six years old, face smeared with blood, with an obviously broken arm where the bone protruded.

There were numerous other external injuries across the body, and the child was already unconscious. ………… I couldn’t manage to wake up early this morning and failed to catch up on yesterday’s missed chapter.

Little Yu definitely owes an extra bonus chapter and will make it up. Once I finish being busy today, I will have time tomorrow, and the update schedule can stabilize again.

Little Yu apologizes again for the update disruptions caused by these past two busy days! (To be continued.)