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[177] Fa Xiao is sick

"Yes." Xie Wanying was very sure. Like her senior sister, she would work hard to stay in the National Association.

Last night, the performance of the teachers from the Chinese Association left a deep impression on her. As long as you are a medical student, who doesn’t want to stay in the best hospital after graduation and have a group of best colleagues to work and struggle together.

I watched the snow in the morning, had a meal in the school cafeteria at noon, and took Fa Xiao to visit the medical school. I came back to sleep at noon. When Xie Wanying got up, she found that Fa Xiao had not woken up, so she picked up a medical book and flipped through it.

One after another, clinical seniors called to express condolences to her. Dr. Lin, Dr. Jin, and Dr. Jiang who returned.

Dr. Jiang had the hardest time. I heard that he only returned to the hospital at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night. He had been conducting first aid at the scene. When he finally returned to the hospital, he brought a very critical patient.

After returning home, I heard about her injury and knew that she was resting, so I called her in the afternoon to check on her condition.

"It's okay, Teacher Jiang."

"Have a good rest, and you must take the medicine your senior brother prescribes for you."

"I know. Teacher."

"Call me if you need anything." Dr. Jiang finally praised her, "The robot in our hospital allows you to perform punctures, which shows that you have the potential to be a surgeon."

Xie Wanying listened carefully to the teacher's praise, never daring to get carried away. The lesson she learned from Teacher Fu last night was engraved in her heart.

After answering a few calls, I looked up and saw that it was three or four o'clock in the afternoon. I found that my hair was still under the quilt. Xie Wanying realized that something was wrong, so she quickly walked over and touched my forehead: I had a fever!

"I thought my throat was just a little sore. I just need more sleep." Wu Lixuan opened her eyes and said to her, "I'm sorry."

"What are you saying sorry to me for? Didn't you say you came to me when you were sick?" Xie Wanying criticized her for not speaking up when she felt uncomfortable.

"Yes!" Wu Lixuan remembered what she had said and nodded.

Xie Wanying put on thick clothes for her and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the emergency room of our hospital. Your tonsils are acutely inflamed and I'm afraid they may suppurate, so you need to get an injection quickly."

Wu Lixuan did not expect that she would be serious. She was frightened and asked: "Why is it so serious that I need an injection? Isn't it just a sore throat?"

"If it's serious, the pain will be so painful that you can't eat anything." Xie Wanying used her practical medical knowledge to "scare" Xiao.

The two went to the emergency room. They were on day shift now, so Dr. Jiang and Dr. Lin, and Dr. Jin who were on the night shift must have both gotten off work. Xie Wanying walked to the nurse station and asked the nurse sister directly for help.

The nurse sister told her: "There are several doctors on duty today, as well as your classmates."

Is Zhao Zhaowei here? Didn't he work the night shift like her?

"It's called Li Qian." Because of her relationship, the nurses are now paying close attention to the classmates in her class.

It turns out that Li Qian was practicing in the emergency department with Dr. Jiang from the Department of Gastroenterology during the day.

Hearing that his classmates were coming, Li Qian ran to the nurse station and saw Xie Wanying nagging: "We are all talking about Zhao Zhaowei. He said that he is a fat man who cannot make meat pads for patients, and let you, a thin man, escort the patients in the back seat.

Is he stupid?"

This was definitely a result that Zhao Zhaowei had not expected before. He originally thought that his classmates would say that he was blind, but in the end they all thought that he was not smart enough to be used as a butt.

"He's not fat -" Xie Wanying defended classmate Zhao Zhaowei.

"Forget it. He weighs at least several dozen kilograms more than you. He's 1.75 meters tall."

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