The Medic Things
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Studying Medicine in Africa is far much different than doing the same in many parts of the world.
Accountability starts as early as being in your clinical years and in most part of this book, you will find that attending to patients is from both the intern's and student's point of view unlike in other parts of the world.
On ward, wether reported yesterday, today or even some minutes ago, all informations regarding the patient's must be at your finger tips and if a consultant finds you on ward, you are accountable and questionable!
Authors note
Assalam'alaikum to all of you. Its my first time writing a story on Wattpad. I would be glad if all of you get to like my new story.
Any resemblance with other stories are just out of coincidence.
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