Both Dr. Jiang and Dr. Lin behaved as Xie Wanying said. When a medical student proposed a more accurate judgment, they not only accepted it but were also very happy.
The teachers of the National Association are great doctors and sincere, so they will not be jealous.
It was as if she was not acting recklessly, but had anticipated the teachers' reactions. She was smart and understood the thoughts of the clinical teachers better than he did.
Yue Wentong was dumbfounded when her words hit home.
He has many elders who are doctors, but why can't he understand the psychology of the teachers?
"Why do you want to be a doctor?" Yue Wentong asked, wanting to know what her answer was. He felt that her answer should be different from his and that of many medical students.
"Being a doctor is a very happy thing." Xie Wanying blurted out.
Being a doctor can save people. Saving people is the greatest and most meaningful thing in the world. Doctors do it every day. Isn’t it very happy?
Yue Wentong's mind buzzed, and he was shocked by her words: because he had never thought that being a doctor would be a happy thing.
What does being a doctor mean to him? To inherit his parents’ dream and live up to the expectations of his elders.
Being a doctor means you have a good image, have status in society and are respected by people.
As a doctor, the salary is very good and you don't have to worry about losing your job.
People say that the older a doctor is, the better he becomes.
Various reasons were listed, and all of them were advantages of being a doctor, but none of them said that being a doctor was very happy.
While we were talking, the ICU arrived.
A group of people sent the patient to the ICU.
The ICU is under closed management. Family members of patients cannot enter, and Zheng Zheng, a seven-year-old child, cannot enter. Xie Wanying had no choice but to stay outside with her child. After thinking about it, she called her senior brother and asked if she could take Zheng Zheng with her.
Where to sleep, such as in her student dormitory.
The squad leader didn't come out and couldn't borrow the phone. She didn't have a mobile phone. Xie Wanying was thinking about what to do, go into the ICU and borrow the phone?
Just as the anesthetist came out after handing over the patient in a blink of an eye, he seemed to guess her difficulty and said, "Would you like to lend me my mobile phone?"
The person in front of her, Xie Wanying had recognized before, was Dr. Zhang, whom she had met more than three years ago. The second senior sister had warned her that she should be especially wary of that person.
Trusting senior sister, Xie Wanying didn’t want to talk to this person, but——
"Thank you." Seeing the child yawning, Xie Wanying chose to borrow the phone from this person.
Dr. Zhang lent her his cell phone.
Xie Wanying called her senior brother: "Senior brother, it's me."
Huang Zhilei asked: "Where are you now?"
"Zhengzheng's father has completed the operation and is now in the ICU."
Huang Zhilei opposite was in the emergency room, updating Dr. Jiang and Dr. Lin on the latest situation.
Dr. Lin was in bad luck today. He was supposed to get off work at six o'clock and hand over to the night shift. If he had been busy, he wouldn't have been unable to get home until after twelve o'clock. Because of Zhang Xiaohui's incident, he was afraid that Zhang Xiaohui would be there.
While he was away, he messed with the patients and re-examined the patients Zhang Xiaohui had treated for him.
Dr. Jiang was also unlucky. He was present at the time of the incident. He was afraid of being dragged into the situation. After leaving get off work, he came back from home after dinner to ask what was going on with Dr. Lin and the patient.
Now that they heard that the patient's operation went smoothly, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
Look again, someone's phone continues to be unreachable, and Dr. Lin is about to roll his eyes.
"Does Zhang Xiaohui have more than one mobile phone?" Dr. Jiang seemed to remember something when he guessed.