Chapter 301 Roll Call



The scary boss has such a scary eye that he doesn't let you really try any technique. He just lets you try it out. Even the most basic little technique can expose your cards without a doubt.

Outside the operating room, Dr. Pan Shihua, who had just arrived, was quickly washing his hands.

Wei Shangquan asked him in a low voice: "Are you alone?"

In the previous phone call, the two unexpected big guys scared classmate Wei and felt that classmate Wei had done something big wrong.

Pan Shihua took the opportunity to teach him a lesson: "Don't you know how to inquire before calling?"

When a mature professional makes a phone call, he will first inquire about the other party's situation before talking about his own problems. God knows if there is a leader standing on the other side, and he might end up self-destructing like this time.

Doctor Wei Shangquan sighed, thinking that compared with Song Mao's stupid rich second-generation brain, he would probably be laughed at by Song Mao again: Can you be considered a rich second-generation, Wei Fool?

"They turned a corner and went to the emergency department," said Dr. Pan Shihua.

Thanks to Dr. Duan Sanbao in the emergency department. I don’t know if it was telepathy, but he called the leaders away in the middle of the process to help them avoid disaster.

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"What's going on in there?"

"You came alone, Yingying, are you planning to do two holes?"

"may be."

"Have you made plans already?"

Surgeon Xie must have made plans early on when he discovered that things had changed.

A surgeon must take into account all aspects of the operation, including the planning of assistants, and make adjustments to the surgical plan at any time.

"If you can't come, what will Yingying do?"

In response, Dr. Pan Shihua walked into the operating room and confidently replied, "I'm here now, aren't I?"

No matter what, Xie would never be left alone. If Wei hadn't called, he would have been ready to rush back.

"Yingying tried to let this guy be the camera holder before." Wei Shangquan tried to slap him in the face.

Dr. Pan Shihua gave a sweet smile.

What? Who dreams of being an assistant to Dr. Xie?

Doctor Xie is not playing tricks on anyone, he seems to have a deeper purpose.

Junior Brother Mi's technical level at Guozhi can be said to represent the technical level of the new generation of Guozhi doctors this year. Now that Dr. Xie is a complete Guoxie person, he must personally test the true quality of his opponent's juniors.

The reason why their class is called the golden generation is that many of the students' technical standards are aligned with those of Xie.

"Yingying told me before that she would like you to try to be her assistant." Dr. Pan Shihua's words were the best recognition and encouragement for Wei.

After all, you are a member of our class. Even if you don't become a surgeon, you are still better than our current junior brothers and sisters.

The biggest difference between the junior and senior students and their classmates is that their classmates regard Xie as an opponent to be studied and competed with, while the junior and senior students regard Xie as an idol and a god to be worshipped.

The difference between the two, just talking about their respective mental states, the former believes that the two sides are equal. The latter believes that he can never reach the level of Senior Sister Xie, so how can he work hard to reach Senior Sister Xie's technical standards.

Like now, Junior Brother Mi Wenlin made a cut, but the depth was not precise enough and the surgeon Xie had to remedy it.

In their class, even Wei's first cut wouldn't be so bad.

What it boils down to is that most clinical medical teachers, including Guozhi's expert teachers, have assessment standards for young medical students that are far less strict than the standards that their classmates have for themselves.

Would it be better if Junior Sister Mi insisted on staying in the National Association?

"Si Ran, come up."

When being called by Senior Sister Xie, Mi Siran felt that his fists were clenched with strength and ready to strike.

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