medicine jar and her miss doctor

To save lives is the duty of a doctor.I don't know what kind of problems are waiting for her?

"Zhixiu?"

Zhixiu looked up at the middle-aged woman in front of her: "Hello, I am."

"follow me."

After leaving the school gate, got in the car, and came to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine in a daze. Looking at the seriously injured patient on the hospital bed, the vice president gave an order: "This is your third test, save her!"

"The third level assessment?" Zhixiu's eyes were dark, watching the blood continuously flow from the patient's wound, she suppressed the coldness rushing up from the bottom of her heart, and calmly gave the most appropriate command.

The vice-principal stared intently, thinking that if Miss Zhi's behavior was a little unprofessional, she would decisively interrupt the assessment and be ready to save people on her behalf at any time.

Time passed bit by bit, and the ward smelled bloody. After the injury was under control and it was confirmed that the patient would not die due to excessive blood loss, Zhixiu's aura could no longer be suppressed. She glanced at the woman in front of her and stepped out of the ward first. .

"Your test passed."

Sitting in the car on the way back, Zhixiu was silent.

Back in the examination room, in front of the famous doctors in Jingtou, she asked word by word: "If what I saw today is the medical ethics that your school advocates, I can only say that Jingtou has disappointed me."

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

Kyoto never disappoints, this is a wise saying that has been passed down for many years.

In an instant, these famous teachers and vice-principals looked at the delicate and elegant little girl and suspected that their ears were hallucinating.

Zhixiu was stuck in her own emotions and couldn't break free, her fingers were trembling, in fact, from the moment she stepped out of the ward, her body was cold.Seeing the man who was seriously injured and bleeding, the first thing that flashed in her mind was the picture of Chun Cheng bathing in blood.

Kong has the medical skills to cure diseases and save lives, but he failed to save her life. He watched her blood flow out and watched her close her eyes.

This is Ji-soo's nightmare.

Now the nightmare reappears in another way, she has forgotten her identity, she only remembers that she is a healer.

"Doctors, practicing medicine to save lives, the assessment may be cold, but the doctors are benevolent. I expected that the third level of your school's assessment would not be too simple, but I didn't expect that I would be led directly in front of the seriously injured and bleeding patients.

There are a hundred ways to experiment. Why would I gamble with the lives of living people when I don't know whether I have the ability to save people?Don't you understand such a simple and profound truth that human life is at stake?

If there is a slight accident, who will be responsible?Life and death are no small matter, if the good opportunity of diagnosis and treatment is delayed because of me, and the promised to save people, wouldn't it be murder? !

Doctors are used to seeing life and death, and sometimes they are indifferent to life and death. From the first day I studied medicine, the first thing my master taught me was to be in awe. "

She seldom uttered a long sentence with strong words, and after she finished speaking, she didn't want to think about whether she could still enter Jingteng.

"Wait!" The female vice president stepped forward to stop her, Zhixiu raised her eyes, and the two of them stared at each other for a long time without giving in.

There was silence, and under her resolute and stubborn gaze, the vice president was the first to lose the battle: "Okay. I admit that I was reckless, and it has nothing to do with Jingto. Zhi Yuanxiu healed a patient's leg back then. He is prejudiced, you are his daughter, I want to make you quit.

Facts have proved that I was preconceived and acted impulsively and almost missed the big thing.You didn't choose Jingto, it was Jingto who chose you.Your written test scores are all full marks, practical, practical, amazing..."

The deputy dean changed his contempt and sincerely handed out an olive branch: "If you can choose the Department of Medicine, I believe Jingto and you will not regret it. Stay!"

Waiting for others to look forward to seeing through the autumn water, Master Chun boredly counted how many leaves a flower has.

Walking out of Baicao Building, seeing that familiar figure, Zhixiu ran over briskly, and shouted crisply: "Chun Cheng!"

"Xiuxiu?" Taking a step forward and holding her sleeve, carefully observing her facial expressions, Chun Cheng let out a light sigh: "Why are the corners of your eyes red?"

"Chuncheng, shall we go home? I have a lot to say to you."