Both Dr. Jiang and Dr. Lin behaved just as Xie Wanying said. When medical students came up with more accurate judgments, they not only accepted them but were also very happy.
The teachers of the National Association are sincere doctors, so they will not be jealous.
It seemed that she was not acting rashly, but had anticipated the teachers' reactions. She was smart and understood the clinical teachers' minds better than he did.
Yue Wentong was dumbfounded when he heard her words hit the nail on the head.
He has many elders who are doctors, but he just can't understand the teachers' psychology.
"Why do you want to be a doctor?" Yue Wentong asked. He really wanted to know her answer. He had a feeling that her answer should be different from his and many other medical students.
"Being a doctor is a very happy thing." Xie Wanying blurted out.
Being a doctor can save lives, which is the greatest and most meaningful thing in the world. Doctors do it every day. Isn’t it a blessing?
Yue Wentong's head buzzed and he was shocked by her words: because he had never thought that being a doctor was a happy thing.
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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, you have a good image, have a status in society and are respected.
Being a doctor, the salary is very good and there is no need to worry about unemployment.
People say that doctors become more effective as they get older.
All the reasons listed out are advantages of being a doctor, but none of them is as happy as she said.
As we were talking, we arrived at the ICU.
The group sent the patient to the ICU.
The ICU was under closed management, and the patients' family members were not allowed to enter, let alone Zheng Zheng, a seven-year-old child. Xie Wanying had no choice but to stay outside with the child. After thinking about it, she called her senior to ask if she could take Zheng Zheng to sleep somewhere, such as her student dormitory.
The monitor didn't come out, so she couldn't borrow a phone, and she didn't have one. Xie Wanying was thinking about what to do, go into the ICU and borrow a phone?
Just then, the anesthesiologist came out after handing over a patient. Seeing her expression, he seemed to guess her difficulty and asked, "Do you want to borrow my phone?"
Xie Wanying recognized the man in front of her. It was Doctor Zhang whom she had met more than three years ago. The one that the second senior sister had reminded her to be especially wary of.
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 man's cell phone.
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?"
"Zheng Zheng's father has finished the surgery and is now in the ICU."
Huang Zhilei, who was in the emergency room opposite, reported the latest situation to Dr. Jiang and Dr. Lin.
Doctor Lin was unlucky today. He was supposed to leave at 6 o'clock and hand over to the next shift. Even if he was busy, he wouldn't be late to go home until after 12 o'clock. Because of Zhang Xiaohui's incident, he was afraid that Zhang Xiaohui would mess with patients when he was away, so he re-examined all the patients that Zhang Xiaohui had treated for him.
Doctor Jiang was also unlucky as he was present when the incident happened. He was afraid of being dragged into the incident, so after get off work, he had dinner and came back home to ask about Doctor Lin and the patient.
Now that they heard that the patient's operation was successful, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking again, someone's phone still couldn't be reached, and Dr. Lin was about to roll his eyes.
"Does Gigi Lai have more than one cell phone?" Dr. Jiang seemed to remember something when he was guessing.
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