The most cursed by the 'nursing school' is actually, that it has the potential for so much more. Your setup with the first team of male student nurses is interesting and quite well thought of. There is also meat on many of the internal conflicts: The rigid hierarchy of the hospital, the various perspectives of the patients and their treatment, on the surface so competent physician, who cannot cope with his own divorce.
There is also the single mother who want to better themselves, the indremissionske kid, must make up the hinterland to adapt to his new life, unfulfilled love, elevoprør and much more possible good drama.
Unfortunately, losing it all on the floor by using stereotypes, staveplade-dialogue, annoying unique characters without bottom, a manuscript, there is absolutely nothing left to the imagination, hopeless instruction, unmusical clipping and photography completely devoid of vision.
It reminds most of all on a radio play from the krystalapparatets days completely out of sync with the selected media opportunities. In the sense, that if you made the effort to 'see' a section of 'nursing school' with your eyes closed, you would not be missed by anything. Everything being said loud and clear, so even the most inattentive can be with, and the face works just as pligtskyldige illustrations to the ammestuesnak and ølkassetaler.
I am aware that the sedate pace and the old-fashioned look is a conscious aesthetic choice, nevertheless, it is incredible that you can get away with so very little flair for images and so badly written characters in a time, where there are almost daily set new standards for what a tv series can accommodate and get away with.
But it of course requires that you make effort instead of consistently go for the lowest common denominator.
Medv.: Molly Egelind, Morten Hee Andersen, Anette Støvelbæk, Jens Jørn Spottag, etc.