I'm Really Just an Intern Doctor

It feels alright. One thing I don't really like is that the system rewards are too data-driven and skill-based. For example, the "Eagle Eye" skill requires active activation. Wouldn't it be better if it were like a mindset, something you were born with and could use whenever you wanted? Like when you learned to ride a bicycle as a child, you would naturally pick it up and ride it later on.

It's that same old story again: someone develops a skill, and then, coincidentally, a patient with that same skill appears—it's a recurring cycle.

Do your research as you write. Don't turn urban fiction into fantasy, and don't portray the impermanence of life and death as something out of a fantasy novel. If the protagonist's friends can be cured even of terminal illnesses, then such a plot is better left unwritten.

Having read over thirty chapters, the plot is utterly absurd. Someone whom leaders at all levels insisted on saving was abandoned somewhere before he was even out of danger, and then a mere intern was sent to the ICU? Forget about how busy they were; to put it bluntly, even if ten people were saved in the ER and this one failed, the attending physician would be in serious trouble.

Even PhD graduates need a year of internship at a hospital before they can obtain a medical license, let alone undergraduates. Practicing medicine without a license is a crime, let alone performing surgery. During internships, being able to bandage a wound is considered a great achievement. What supervisor would dare sign off on surgery during an internship? That would be suicidal!

LOL, I, a clinical intern, am finding this incredibly awkward. According to the academic affairs office and the science and education department, the most advanced surgery we interns can perform right now—a suturing procedure—can only be done with a professor observing.

Please, please find out what interns do before writing your novel.

Another intern who's incredibly skilled and efficient.

An intern performed the surgery? Is the author insane or the hospital? Do they even know what practicing medicine without a license means?

Having read up to chapter 60, I saw an intern who had only been working at the hospital for a week, changing dressings and suturing. He hadn't even been in the operating room. And then it started getting into mundane family matters. One minute his sister was livestreaming, the next he was arguing with his cousin at home, and then it was about dividing the inheritance.