Men and women, why does this sentence sound so familiar?
Su Wei lifted her hair and said, "Don't worry, I will teach you."
Shizhu sneered, "You? Why don't you look in the mirror?"
Su Wei lifted her hair, looking very confident, and turned her face, "I take a photo every day."
"Alas."
Dabing couldn't help but sigh, which immediately attracted Mulian's attention.
Mulian walked over, not bothering to pay attention to the meaningless conversation between the two people, "Why are you sighing?"
When the two saw Mu Lian walking over, they turned their backs to each other, neither of them willing to give in.
Su Wei sat in front of the computer, typing quickly on the keyboard, looking at Shizhu with a smug look on his face. He was the only one who was fast and could help Mulian reduce the burden.
Dabing sighed deeply and shook his head slightly.
Mulian pointed to the nurses' station and said, "Why don't you go to the nurses' station and find some Bupleurum and take some?"
Dabing sighed, looking listless, and said, "I feel a little guilty towards my senior brother."
Dabing told Mulian what had just happened, "Sometimes I feel that being a good doctor is so difficult. You can't please everyone. You said that if I follow Baiyu, if he is not doing well, then I won't be doing well either."
Mulian remained silent.
Sitting in a corner, Shi Zhu couldn't help but complain, "Don't even think about being a good doctor. It's hard to be a doctor these days. You have to pull endless nights, get up at six in the morning, and work harder than I did in high school. You don't know when you can go to bed at night. There's no teacher to teach you. After get off work, you have to go back to do research, read literature, and write papers. There's no time to breathe all day long. How can you be a good doctor? How can you have the energy to treat patients attentively? If you stay one second longer, the lab will close one second later. It's okay once or twice, but if it goes on every day, who can handle it?"
Da Bing was deeply touched. Now Shizhu didn't bother him so much. "Yeah, everyone thinks doctors are supernatural. Who the hell even talked about opening night clinics to make it easier for working people to see a doctor? Damn it, why don't they just die? Doctors aren't human, they're gods. They don't need to sleep. Have you ever investigated how many doctors have sleep disorders? How many doctors die suddenly every year? They just open their doors to night clinics and wait for the few patients who come in."
When talking about this, Shizhu became very excited, as if she was the next person to be killed. "Talking about this makes me sick. A doctor's sudden death is a sign of love for the job and dedication, and it's worth learning. A doctor's life is not a life. Let's all learn how to die suddenly together. Sudden death is sudden death, and everyone should abandon it."
Su Wei sat nearby, listening to the two men's complaints. He had only just begun clinical practice and perhaps didn't plan to continue. He planned to return home to inherit his family fortune, or perhaps even make a name for himself in this field. He hadn't yet thought that far into the future. The fate of a doctor was, to him, a matter of others.
Mu Lian couldn't help but stick her head out to look at the team outside who were still making rounds. She immediately saw Bai Yu, who was hurriedly standing next to the director in the crowd. He was holding his writing pad and was following his teacher like a studious student who was eager to ask questions, with a pen in his hand, ready to take notes all the time.
Mulian couldn't help but remind Dabing, "Your senior brother's breakfast is still on the table next to you. Remember to remind him to eat something before working, otherwise he will have to deal with stomach cancer himself in the future."
Uh~.
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