Bang!
Tan Kelin's fingers put the white cloth back on the body's face, and in a deep voice full of a volcanic eruption, he said to her: "You uncover it yourself!"
Although the teacher's tone was harsh, his actions actually let her off the hook. Xie Wanying breathed a sigh of relief.
Feeling a little annoyed, Tan Kelin poked her head fiercely with his dark eyes and turned away.
After a while, there was a slamming sound at the door of the autopsy room, and a shadow of a white dragon passed by.
The teacher left. Xie Wanying stared at the patient's body in front of her, her eyes slowly changing from stunned to hard.
Turning back, she faced the patient's face. Without removing the white cloth, she could clearly see the patient's facial features in her mind.
My heart ached, as if my internal organs were being grabbed by claws.
The teacher achieved his goal and realized that she was actually no different from an ordinary medical student.
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There was no time when she wasn't afraid, and because of that fear, she would never allow herself to be cowardly at critical moments. This cowardice directly caused her to watch her relatives die before her rebirth.
This is something the teacher is unaware of.
The patient who had tried her best to save finally passed away. After all, she had done her best and there was no need to regret it. She could only admit that the current development of medicine was like that. Like all medical staff, she could not become an omnipotent god and bring the dead back to life.
There is a saying among the common people: if the King of Hell tells you to die at three o'clock in the morning, who dares to keep you alive until five o'clock? This saying perfectly explains many such cases in clinical practice. Medical staff tried their best to save the lives of the patients, but ultimately they could not save their lives.
No matter what, it is sad. Doctors are not cold-blooded animals after all. They have feelings. When they see a patient they know pass away, they always feel the fragility and pity of life.
"I'm sorry. I tried my best but still couldn't save you."
A whisper echoed faintly in the autopsy room, which symbolized the death zone, and it seemed that it would not disappear for a long time.
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Cardiothoracic Surgery
Chang Jiawei walked over and saw Zhou Junpeng, and asked, "Is he here?"
"Teacher Fu is here." Zhou Junpeng nodded to him and took him to Fu Xinheng's office.
"He's alone?"
"right."
"Not eating?"
"Teacher Chang, would you like to treat Teacher Fu to a meal?"
"You brat!" Chang Jiawei couldn't help but want to scratch the boy's hair. "You're a good talker, not inferior to me."
Zhou Junpeng didn't dare to compete, and kept saying: "I can't compare with Teacher Chang's eloquence. A group of little girls are fascinated when they hear Teacher Chang talking."
With a snort, Chang Jiawei pushed open the door of his old classmate's office and walked in.
Inside, Fu Xinheng stood by the tea cabinet against the wall and filled his thermos cup with water.
"Congratulations, you've been promoted to associate professor. Your people all know about your happy event and have been asking me to treat you to dinner. Where do you want to eat?" Chang Jiawei said with one hand in the pocket of his white coat.
Zhou Junpeng, who was suddenly pulled into the pit by him, hurriedly stood at the corner and said to Fu Xinheng: "I didn't tell Teacher Chang anything."
"If you want to know the news, why do you need to go through him?" Fu Xinheng turned around and said.
"That's right, what do you want me to do? Don't you want me to treat you to a meal?" Chang Jiawei asked with a smile.
Old classmate, this robot, rarely came to see people for non-business reasons. He was a little curious, and when he came here, he saw that Old classmate did not ask him to see a patient as before.
"Let's have dinner together later. Isn't it Saturday?" Fu Xinheng said.
"Okay, I'll treat you to lunch." Chang Jiawei responded readily.
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