My dear teacher Fred.

First, the aesthetic standards are different.

In our session, we all know that Sue is everyone's and virtue is mine. With my unique aesthetics and his unique personality charm, I became his little girl fan. Actually, I don't know what his charm is. It may be realized from getting along with each other day by day, or it may be determined from initial doubts and temptations, or it may be discovered in earnest again and again. The most likely thing is that I have a unique eye and found a shining person in the crowd.

Second, verify whether it is bragging.

The first time I met Mr. De in class, I thought he was a graduate student who just graduated. He didn't work long. He said he had worked for ten years, but I naively counted his eight years of school education. I thought he was really young, so when he said that only he dared to do general surgery, I thought, as expected, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. If it is true, I hope there should be two brushes.

So before we entered the ward for internship, I heard that his group had to manage two groups, and there would be many patients and a lot of people. After we drew lots, there was still one signature left unsigned, so I changed it without hesitation. I want to see for myself and verify it myself. Is that really the case? Can I really learn from the best and youngest teachers?

And stayed in the ward for more than two months or even longer and got the answer. He is, he can, I really learned a lot, and even rekindled my surgical flame.

Third, become a male god overnight.

That is a day that I may not forget, and it is also a day that I have a lot to say in the future. That day, before we had lunch, we were informed that the patient could take it and go on stage; We had three operations that day, and it was past five o'clock when we got off the stage. That day, I just finished the doctor's advice, and before I could eat and clean up after work, I was told that Mr. De wanted an emergency operation list and wanted to go to an emergency operation; That day was a very serious patient, with facial trauma and fracture. On that day, I followed the operation with curiosity and experience; That day, we took a group photo at 1: 30 in the morning; That day, at two o'clock in the morning, I ate my first meal the day before. But these are not the most important. Most importantly, that night was the day when Teacher De became the goddess of virtue overnight.

When a story is told, it is never as shocking as the witnesses at that time, but it is often moved in an instant. At that moment, at 12 in the morning, I found that the mandible was not well reset and dislocated. At that moment, everyone was very tired. Teacher de decided to remove the titanium plate and reset it. Because of this decision, I was shocked at that moment. At that time, I felt that he was shining all over, and in the days to come, he had his own aura in my heart.

After the operation, the patient was sent to ICU. When I followed him to see his family, the family thanked him. I don't remember what he said. I only remember that time. Looking at his back, I was moved to cry.

Later, after reviewing the film, I saw that the mandibular fracture lines were closely arranged, and I really could only think of two words: perfect. It's not that they made me praise him as a joke. I don't know what to say, but I really want to say it from the heart, and I can't help it. Perfect.

Fourth, the problem of being caught off guard and intermittent amnesia.

Teacher De is famous for asking questions. In order to resist such an offensive, I will read the knowledge of related diseases, anatomy, surgery and imaging in advance every day, and maybe I can understand a little in one night. Then the next day, I will report my rounds with a guilty conscience, and my brain will respond quickly to problems that are caught off guard. When you watch a movie, you will be asked questions, and then you really don't understand. I had the cheek to say I didn't know, and then I was explained, and then I was educated to continue my studies.

What impressed me the most was the story of rabbit lip cyst. When I made my rounds one day in advance, I was told that I should read a book tomorrow and ask me questions about cleft lip cysts. I tried to recite it all night, but I was still worried the next morning. Can I have time to take another look before asking questions? But life always doesn't play by the rules. I'm just hanging a film for the bosses to see and discuss. Unexpectedly, just after hanging up, Mr. De asked me off guard, did the film hang up? Hang up and start talking. At that time, my heart was really full of Ma Benteng. Is this the beginning? ? I asked foolishly what to say. Just say what you know about cleft lip cyst, say what you know. Then, the most important thing came, that is, the brain was blank, I couldn't remember it at all, and I had intermittent amnesia. I didn't seem to read any books last night. When Mr. De began to speak a little, my brain was awakened and my memory came back bit by bit. It's really embarrassing.

Another time, I took the question to find the right time to ask, what is the differential diagnosis of neck tumors, and then I was asked before I had time to ask. Teacher De asked me to identify seven kinds of cervical tumors except this disease. My heart broke down. I didn't know four until I added this. That's all I have to say. It's really out of line

Although I collapse when I am asked questions every day, I feel like an ignorant teenager every day. But after more than two months, I really learned a lot, burned a lot of enthusiasm for surgery, and spent a difficult but happy day in the surgical ward with the mentality of an experiencer.

When I encounter intermittent amnesia when I am caught off guard, I dare not slack off reading every day. I can't appear without knowing anything. I can't waste this precious surgical life.

I met a man who wanted to walk around.

Many times, Mr. De is a very serious person and is strict with himself and others. For a time, I thought Mr. De was terrible. When I see him, I want to walk around. I'm afraid he doesn't like students like me, which scares people who are so optimistic and positive. How terrible he is when he is serious.

At the beginning of the operation, when I learned to lay sheets and draw hooks, I felt stupid and slow every day. People who can't teach for a long time are not only stupid, but also dumb and introverted. Therefore, when Mr. De talks about me, I get scared. I really want to avoid him every day. I am afraid that he will dislike me, and even my mood will be greatly affected. Later, other students told me that Mr. De was particularly fierce and always called names. I comforted them to explain and balanced my mentality. Wow, I'm not the only one who feels this way, hahaha.

Someone who teaches me seriously

Sometimes, I am very grateful to my senior sister for coming. Because of her familiarity and active atmosphere, I, a slow-moving person, finally began to be my real self among the three bosses and minions, and began to joke and laugh. At this time, I began to become a time when I couldn't love it.

I am very grateful to Mr. De for really treating me as his student, teaching me seriously, considering me seriously, helping me seriously, and persuading me not to study surgery seriously.

I will remember that he said I was his apprentice, which made me want to cry. How emotional I am, in fact, how much I don't want to leave here or be forgotten

Suddenly I don't know how to end this article, just like I don't know how to end this story.

Dedicated to the male god-Teacher De

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