Quick Transmigration: Doting on the Cannon Fodder

Pursue if you like, kill if you don't.

She was tricked into coming here to complete missions, while it was deceived into choosing a host that wanted to strangle it anytime and anywhere, a...

A white coat

"I've barely slept a wink, and now we can only rely on the new interns to step up."

Everyone understood this principle and didn't say anything more, but silently prayed that Dou Shiliu wouldn't cause any trouble.

Dou Shiliu had just taken a sip of warm water when she saw a nurse rushing towards her.

"Dr. Xiang, so you've been here! Come with me to perform the surgery."

The nurse immediately tried to pull Dou Shiliu away.

"Wasn't it Dr. Jun who did it?"

Moreover, if she remembered correctly, she was an intern who couldn't perform surgery.

"Dr. Jun was in a car accident on his way here, and now the head doctor is demanding that you operate immediately!"

Dou Shiliu was slightly taken aback. Okay, he put down the water in his hand and followed the nurse to the previous ward.

"Hello, Director"

Seeing Dou Shiliu's unhurried demeanor, the director felt a jolt in his heart.

He was also a little worried about Dou Shiliu being the chief surgeon.

However, we can only try anything as a last resort.

The head nurse quickly explained the patient's medical records and various physical indicators to Dou Shiliu in detail.

Dou Shiliu lowered her eyes. How could she, not being the host, use a knife?

However, he still accepted the materials from the nurse's hand with a blank expression.

After roughly calculating in his mind, Dou Shiliu signed his name.

"Don't worry, Director."

She's practically a genius; even minor surgeries are no challenge for her.

Seeing her calm and orderly demeanor, the director felt a little relieved.

With a serious expression, he gave Dou Shiliu a few more instructions, and then he and the others planned to go and watch Dou Shiliu perform surgery.

After all, they were really worried.

But the patient's life was hanging by a thread, and all their hopes were pinned on the new doctor.

...

Wearing a mask and sterile clothing, Dou Shiliu entered the operating room.

His eyes swept over the anesthetized patient, and the scalpel...

The nurse handed it to her.

Dou Shiliu began her first surgery.

...

The director and other doctors were also observing the situation.

They watched Dou Shiliu without blinking, fearing that even a slight tremor from her would cause the patient to bleed heavily and go into shock immediately.

When Dou Shiliu used two threads to suture the wound and then cut it with scissors.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; the surgery was successfully completed.

Surprisingly, this approach of using a single person is exceptionally bold and innovative.

But they can accurately bring patients back to life.

Dou Shiliu put down the knife, relaxed a little, and a few beads of sweat appeared on his face. The nurses took care of the post-operative care.

Surrounded by a crowd, Dou Shiliu emerged from the operating room.

I took off my mask again and exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Dr. Xiang, as expected of a top student from Peking University."

The director greatly admired her.

Dou Shiliu smiled and said, "Director, that's brilliant. It's just a moderate surgery."

"Haha, Dr. Xiang, you can rest assured and continue your internship here."

He must keep this promising talent with the dean!

After introducing themselves to each other, everyone went to their respective departments to take care of their patients.

Dou Shiliu also had a moment of relaxation. Without encountering the cannon fodder, her host's memories were completely blank.

This is really a headache.

"System, can you locate the cannon fodder leader?"

"No, cannon fodder is not included in that category."

Dou Shiliu rubbed her eyebrows and eyes.

I got up and went to my office to pour myself a glass of warm water.

"You're the new Dr. Xiang?"

A man's magnetic voice came from behind him, and Dou Shiliu turned his head to glance over.

"Hello."

The man was wearing a lab coat and holding a file that belonged to an unknown patient.

As Dou Shiliu walked over, he stepped aside slightly.

Chu Yi picked up a disposable cup, filled it with water, and looked up at the red-haired person beside him.