Chapter 795 Interview
Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the 500 young people in front of her. Actually, to her, these were 500 children.
No matter how you look at it, my real age is 33.
500 children sat neatly on chairs in the hall, waiting for Jiang Xiaoxiao's interview.
Jiang Xiaoxiao can see them through the screen, but they don't know that there is someone watching them behind the wall.
Lu Fengming and Director Xiao are all here. They are accompanying Jiang Xiaoxiao for the interview.
They also want to know what it takes to be a doctor.
They only knew that Jiang Xiaoxiao requested an interview, but they had no idea how the interview was conducted.
This is not a testing room. All the tests they take when they come here will give an answer through that channel. Each person's conditions, qualities, and intensity will determine the height of your future development.
But it was obvious from Jiang Xiaoxiao's test that they couldn't see it.
The door opened and an old man with a hunched back walked in.
Holding a broom in his hand, there was a lot of garbage scattered in the corner. Of course, it was an inconspicuous place. The students watched the old man walk past them without looking and went straight to the corner.
Holding brooms and dustpans, they were cleaning up the garbage there, and everyone was waiting for the interviewer to come in.
Suddenly the old man fell down, holding his stomach and groaning in pain.
Everyone's eyes turned over immediately.
Some people just glanced at the old man, then quickly turned their gaze back to the direction of the door, sitting there with full of anticipation, waiting for the interviewer's progress.
Some people looked at the old man, seeming a little hesitant.
Only three people finally stood up and they walked over to help the old man up.
"How are you, grandpa?"
"It's okay, it's okay! When you get old, you always have some problems. I had a severe stomachache just now. It should be because I didn't eat breakfast this morning. This is a chronic stomach problem. This stomachache has happened to me more than once or twice. Don't be afraid. It's nothing serious. Don't delay your interview."
The old man explained and pushed them away, signaling them to go back quickly.
The three people hesitated for a moment, two of them walked back to their seats and sat down, and only one person turned around, opened the door and walked out.
Some people started whispering.
“Did this person withdraw from the interview?”
"I think he's crazy. There are people who don't want to be a doctor. Being a doctor is so glamorous. You don't have to go out and fight monsters, and you can eat and drink delicious food here. I heard that the doctors in those treatment centers are idle all day long.
They live in the best houses, eat the best food, and enjoy the protection of the top combat forces. I heard that there are three S-level combat forces in the treatment center to protect them. "
"Yes, I told my mom that I received a notice from the building manager asking me to come for an interview for the doctor's position. My mom was so excited at the time, she said that our family would rise to fame overnight and become a wealthy family in the future."
While those people were talking, the door opened and the student who had just walked out for the interview finally came back, panting, holding a small piece of dry bread in his hand and handed it to the old man.
"Old man, please eat. Although I only have one piece of bread, you are the same age as my grandfather. If my grandfather were still alive and encountered such a thing, I would also hope that he could get such help. I am helping you just like I am helping my grandfather."
The old man thanked repeatedly with an excited look on his face, and quickly stuffed the piece of bread into his mouth, as if he didn't even chew it, and just swallowed it down in one gulp.
Obviously, something bad had happened in such excitement.
The bread was dry and hard, and the old man rolled his eyes because of choking, but he still swallowed hard.
He couldn't breathe, his face turned red and his neck became thick, and he fell straight to the ground.
Obviously, this scene shocked everyone.
The boy who handed the bread to the old man was obviously frightened and hurriedly yelled at his two companions.
Just like him, the two people who went to see the old man were obviously here for the interview with him. The three of them were familiar with each other.
"Quick, go find a glass of water."
His companion got up in a panic, kicked over the chair behind him with a loud bang, and ran out in a hurry to find water.
Seven or eight boys also gathered around. Some of them patted the old man's back, and some helped him to calm down, hoping that he could swallow it quickly.
Because it looks a bit scary.
Because the old man couldn't breathe, his entire neck began to grow thicker and his blood vessels bulged. He scratched his throat hard with both hands, as if he wanted to scratch a hole there so that he could breathe.
The rest of the people automatically moved their chairs away, kept a distance from the old man and the group of children, and did not want to get involved in such matters.
Soon, the water arrived.
The old man didn't seem to get any relief after drinking the water.
The children looked a little pale. They didn't know what to do. The old man's condition seemed to be getting worse and worse. Soon he suffocated and fell to the ground with his head tilted, obviously unconscious.
"Go and call for help! Isn't there a clinic right where we just came in? Didn't the teacher who's supposed to choose us be inside? He's a doctor, he will definitely be able to save us."
The boy burst into tears. He had intended well to give the piece of bread, but it ended up costing the old man's life. He had never expected that.
Someone stood up and sneered.
"Haha, you are so naive. When have you ever heard of a doctor in a clinic treating someone for free? He is suffocating because the food got stuck in his trachea. Can you take out the Devil's Eye?
What can we do to treat him if we send him to the treatment center? In our 900th floor, this is basic common sense. If you get sick, just wait for death. Why bother? Besides, he is so old that he will die. Living is suffering."
"Shut up! He's so old, but why should he die? The lives of people on the 900th floor are not lives? We on the 900th floor should just wait to die? I don't believe in fate."
The boy wiped away his tears, and the moment he opened the door, he saw a person standing outside.
The bright light outside the door behind him made it seem as if he had descended directly from the sky. In everyone's eyes, he suddenly became tall, as if he had wings.
Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the boy, "Do you want to save him?"
The boy nodded. "I want to save him. I want to save everyone. The lives of people on the 900th floor are also lives. Why should we just wait to die? My grandfather once said that in ancient times, it was passed down by our ancestors that it was the doctor's duty to cure diseases and save lives. They would not care about personal gains and losses, the person's occupation, gender, status, and would not use anything to measure the standard of saving lives. But why has it become like this now?"
The child burst into tears and squatted on the ground crying uncontrollably.
(End of this chapter)
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