I don't know what level the interns who came today are at. Xie Wanying thought. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. Perhaps today's exam will allow her to intuitively feel where her class ranks among medical students nationwide.
Qiu Ruiyun came back with a lot of stuff. It turned out that he went to prepare suture props for the examinees.
The things were taken out and filled up several instrument trays.
The first to appear was the pigskin prop, the most common tool provided to surgical students in medical schools for practice.
Secondly, there are pig's trotters bought from the market, which is also something that surgical students often use for practice.
Looking at the first two plates of common sewing objects, the candidates were in a pretty good mood. They probably felt the same as they did when they took the written test: not difficult.
The third set of items appeared. This time it was a more difficult version.
A few oranges were placed in the middle of the plate, with their peels cut a few times.
Asked to sew oranges.
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In addition to oranges, other fruits can also be used to practice stitching, such as the banana peels and round, cracked grapes that appear next.
The difficulty increased, and the examinees looked a little grim. These items were obviously harder to sew than pig skin and pig trotters, but it was impossible to defeat the elite students. After all, sewing fruits was also used by teachers in many medical schools to improve students' level.
Seeing the calmness on the faces of these examinees, Qiu Ruiyun decided to use his ultimate weapon and put an egg on the new plate on the display stand.
"Are you asking us to sew eggs?" Some candidates' faces turned pale.
The eggshell is so brittle that a steel pin can penetrate it without breaking.
Qiu Ruiyun actually pointed at the egg to make it more difficult for the candidates: "You have to break it into pieces and sew the egg yolk and egg white together with the eggshell."
Hearing this, the candidates looked at the egg with their eyes wide open: I might as well cook it and eat it in one bite instead of sewing it.
The practice room was finally completely quiet this time. The chirping clinical sparrows should have realized that they were rookies.
Qiu Ruiyun was very satisfied with the calm before the storm. He had come through the same thing in the past. Did he think he could become a doctor right after entering the clinic? First accept the reality taught by your predecessors.
Sewing an egg is nothing.
Qiu Ruiyun then asked the ultimate question: a piece of tender tofu was poured with water and placed on a plate.
When the candidates saw that the piece of tofu looked like a collapsed project that could break into tofu dregs at any time, they shouted in their hearts: Damn it!
How do I sew this?
"Come on, I've given you so many choices, just sew whatever you want." Qiu Ruiyun spread his hands, like a shop owner full of enthusiasm, inviting the new clinical rookies to choose their own exam questions. They can choose easy ones, which are often tested in medical schools. Or they can choose difficult ones. As for whether they will fail or not, the seniors don't care.
In a word, Mr. Tao, who sets the test questions, is as easy to talk to as the legend goes: he gives the candidates good topics to choose from.
Standing against the wall and watching the fire from the other side, He Xiangyu narrowed her eyes at her junior sister: Do you think this Buddha is easy to talk to?
After experiencing this exam, the group of candidates on the scene must have a deeper understanding of the word "easy to talk to".
Xie Wanying naturally did not dare to make a random definition of Senior Brother Tao's easy-going nature. She looked back at Second Senior Sister: Second Senior Sister, here is the lesson from your previous experience.
The stubborn little junior sister actually knew how to joke. He Xiangyu almost burst into laughter and reached out to pat her on the shoulder.
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