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"I heard no!" Doctor A told Doctor B about the gossip he had heard, "Recently, there is a notice that the hospital arranges for someone to go to a certain country in Africa."

"It doesn't take long to hear the news. I don't know who will go this year." Doctor B said with emotion, and changed the subject instantly, "I feel like I have encountered a rare medical record. Should we discuss it? One person can’t do it.”

"Let's talk about the situation first, don't tell me about the subtype of the disease or individual symptoms, you don't know how many times you have told me this." Doctor A said not to be fooled.

"Why don't you believe me?" Doctor B said with a sad face.

"..."

It didn't take long for the whole hospital to know about this, but this kind of thing is also voluntary, so it's hard to say how much of it, the benefits are quite good, and it is also conducive to improving qualifications for future promotions.Even if you go to Africa, you will be easily infected with dysentery, and you need to take medicine frequently, but it still cannot be [-]% cured.

So some people in the hospital who want to develop are entangled. It’s good to go, and it’s good not to go. I really don’t know how to choose.

Wen Zichun was not excited at all when she found out, she wanted to spend more time with Liang Hanqing, so that she would not go to Africa, where she would get sick so easily.

"Are you going?" Fu Qingming asked Wen Zichun while washing her hands in the sink, "I heard from people who have been there that doctors are respected there. If there is a medical trouble, you can directly call the police to throw them out. .And instead of domestic, it simply makes people not want to do it.”

Wen Zichun, who was brushing his hands with a brush, replied directly: "No."

"How difficult it is for you now, the people over there are watching you all the time, as long as you make a mistake, you will be eliminated." Fu Qingming analyzed very puzzled, "And you may be promoted after you come back. !"

"Miss, it's not that you don't have money, what are you doing with your money →_→" Wen Zichun said helplessly.

Yes, Fu Qingming, the poisonous snake, is the daughter of the dean of the Second Affiliated Academy, and a classmate of the same department, so Wen Zichun really doesn't want to talk to her, and has the illusion that her thinking is not on the same channel.

Ghost animals, like corpses, like dissection, don't understand style, have no interest, can't speak, and offend people everywhere.

If Liang Hanqing heard what Wen Zichun said in his heart, he would definitely say: "You have summed up yourself quite well.

"It's not me, it's you." Fu Qingming wiped the disinfectant on his hands, and the familiar smell was surprisingly comforting.

"I'm not going, I want to accompany my family." Wen Zichun picked up the triangular towel and wiped his hands. He turned the white towel over in his hand, wrapped it around his other arm, and wiped off the water.

Fu Qingming patted his forehead as if suddenly realized: "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot about the fact that there are people in your family."

"Well, you also forgot not to touch the contaminated items after washing your hands." Wen Zichun applied the disinfectant and passed Fu Qingming.

Fu Qingming was left to brush his hands again with a sad face.

What does it feel like to brush your hands, the brush is hard, Wen Zichun's skin is red in patches, but that was when he was a student, and now he is much gentler to himself.

The list for going to Africa has not yet been determined, but another major event happened in the hospital: medical trouble.

Since the time of students, the teachers have been teaching the students not to be afraid when encountering medical troubles, but to run away when they see it.This is a necessary skill for a doctor, and it runs fast.

However, Wen Zichun was dragged by someone and couldn't run away at all. If she could run away, she would have run away long ago. Her small body is not enough for her family to kill.What's more, it's not a family member of one's own patient. This is a completely unwarranted disaster.

"Brother, don't be impulsive, okay? Let's put down the knife first and talk about it." Wen Zichun looked nervously at the young brother holding a fruit knife and not talking, with messy hair, greasy face, and slippers on his feet , I feel a little abnormal at first glance, how did this come in.

"My mother is dead, what are you talking about, can she come back to life?" The eldest brother didn't know that the nerve was touched suddenly, and raised his knife to point at Wen Zichun and said.

With a wry smile, Wen Zichun turned to the woman who had been pulling her and said, "Sister, what have you done? Can you stop pulling me? I'm afraid."

"It's the one who died from the operation!" The woman grabbed Wen Zichun's clothes tightly, for fear that she would run away accidentally, "Wen Zichun, let him put down the knife."

"Elder sister, I think so too. Elder sister, please apologize to him first, maybe he will let us go, remember to have a better attitude." Wen Zichun wanted to cry without tears, thinking of possible ways, and carefully explained to the woman various details.

"What are you talking about? Believe it or not, I'll hack you to death." The eldest brother was a little angry that he was left alone, his thinking was a little confused, and he couldn't understand what Wen Zichun and the others were discussing.

Seeing the trembling of the hand holding the knife in front of her, Wen Zichun was afraid, because she didn't dare to make a move on the people behind her, for fear that if she was not careful, the people behind would push herself out to be a human shield. It is wrong to speculate on others, but it is even more wrong to think too much.

"It's nothing." Wen Zichun raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Suddenly there was a noise at the door, and more people were watching at the door. After a while, I heard the little nurse yelling anxiously: "The police are here, please let me go."

"Doctor Wen, don't be afraid."

Wen Zichun let out a breath in an instant, and continued to entangle with his elder brother: "Brother, let's sit down and talk about your mother's illness slowly, and I will get the film just taken a few days ago to show you."

"What disease? Isn't she dead?"

"It's just..." Wen Zichun couldn't talk for a while, she didn't understand what disease they were discussing at all, and the protagonist was hemming and hawing, so she had no choice but to piss off the person next to her.

The woman blinked inexplicably, and while Wen Zichun was waiting for a reply, the woman pushed Wen Zichun towards the man, yelling: "It was she who killed your mother. It was her!"

Wen Zichun looked at the tip of the knife passing by him for a while, and then there was a puff and a gunshot behind him.Something hot was splashed on her face, and the sound of something piercing her skin and entering her muscles seemed to be amplified and directly reached her ears.

"Come and save someone, hurry." The people at the door rushed in and walked past Wen Zichun.

When Wen Zichun was supported by Fu Qingming to stand up, he looked behind him: the woman had been stabbed in the chest, and now she was coughing up blood from the corner of her mouth, and pink blood kept gushing out.

And the man was shot in the head, lying on the side with a grim face, no one cared.

Wen Zichun touched her face belatedly, the dots seemed to be a mixture of brain and blood, which made her feel sick for a while.

She quickly pushed Fu Qingming away, ran frantically to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and kept retching, as if she wanted to vomit out her own lungs and liver.His eyes were red with sadness.

After being quiet for a while, she looked at herself in a mess in the mirror, she didn't know what to say or what to think.

"Don't think so much, it's not your fault." Fu Qingming rushed over, patted Wen Zichun's head and said, "Don't worry, she won't let things go away this time."

"Did you say he died?" Wen Zichun asked a little stupidly, obviously he would die like that, "Let's save him, you are so powerful, you can definitely do it, you saved me last time, you can definitely do it save him."

"He's dead!" Fu Qingming said as she pressed Wen Zichun's head to her chest.

"No, I saw him breathing just now, yes, no." Wen Zichun seemed to have hallucinations in front of her eyes, the scene was blurred, as if it was the scene, and she could still feel the temperature and the surrounding voices, "Listen He's breathing."

Fu Qingming raised Wen Zichun's head, slapped Wen Zichun several times in a row, and said, "He's dead, he's dead, he's dead."

The whistling wind pierced Wen Zichun's mind with Fu Qingming's voice, she stayed for a while, then threw herself into Fu Qingming's arms with a wow.

"I'm useless! Seimei."

"Qingming, I feel so bad."

"Qingming, what do you think I should do?"

"Sunny."

"Do you have to take out your heart?"

Obviously, she has seen too many lives and deaths, but at this moment she still can't let go of crying in other people's arms, she is afraid.