Snapped!
Tan Kelin put the white cloth back on the face of the corpse with his fingers, and said to her in a low voice full of volcanic eruptions, "You uncover it yourself!"
Don't look at the teacher's tone, but in fact, she let her go. Xie Wanying breathed a sigh of relief.
Feeling restless, Tan Kelin poked her head "viciously" with his livid eyes, and turned around.
After a while, there was a slamming sound from the door of the dissecting room, and a shadow of Bai Dagua flashed across.
The teacher is out. Xie Wanying's eyes looked at the patient's body in front of her, and her eyes slowly changed from dazed to iron.
Turning around, she looked at the patient's face squarely, without removing the white cloth, the facial features of the patient were clearly reflected in her mind.
My heart feels uncomfortable, as if my internal organs are being grabbed by claws.
The teacher's goal has been achieved, and she can see that she is no different from an ordinary medical student.
There is no time when she is not afraid, because she is afraid, so she will never allow herself to be cowardly at critical moments. This kind of cowardice directly caused her to watch her relatives die before she was reborn.
This is something the teacher doesn't know about.
The patient who tried his best to save finally passed away. After all, he did his best without regret. It can only be admitted that the development of medicine at this stage is such that she, like all medical staff, cannot become an omnipotent god to bring the dead back to life.
There is a common saying among ordinary people, if the king of Hades tells you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch. These words perfectly interpret many such cases in clinical practice. The medical staff tried their best to save him, but in the end they couldn't save his life.
Anyway, there is sadness. After all, doctors are not cold-blooded animals, they have feelings, and when they see a patient they know die, they will always feel the fragility and pity of life.
"I'm sorry. I tried my best, but I still couldn't save you."
A whisper echoed faintly in the dissecting room symbolizing the death zone, and it would not disappear for a long time.
*
Cardiothoracic surgery
Chang Jiawei saw Zhou Junpeng along the way and asked, "Is he there?"
"Ms. Fu is here." Zhou Junpeng nodded to him and took him to Fu Xinheng's office.
"He alone?"
"right."
"Not eating?"
"Mr. Chang, would you like to invite Mr. Fu to dinner?"
"You kid!" Chang Jiawei couldn't help but want to scratch the hair of the kid in front of him, "You are so talkative, don't be inferior to me."
This Zhou Junpeng did not dare to compare, and said repeatedly: "I am not as good as Teacher Chang's mouth. A group of little girls are all fascinated when they hear Teacher Chang's words."
Snorting, Chang Jiawei pushed open the door of his old classmate's office and walked in.
Inside, Fu Xinheng stood by the wall tea cabinet and filled his thermos cup with water.
"Congratulations, you have been promoted to deputy high school. Your people all know about your happy event, and they asked me to invite you to dinner all the way. Tell me, where do you want to eat?" Chang Jiawei put one hand into the pocket of his white coat and said .
Zhou Junpeng, who was suddenly dragged into the pit by him, hurried up to the corner and said to Fu Xinheng, "I didn't say anything to Teacher Chang."
"If you want to know the news, you need to go through him." Fu Xinheng turned around and said.
"That's right, what do you want me to do? You don't want me to treat you to dinner?" Chang Jiawei asked with a smile.
The old classmate, the robot, rarely finds people for non-official reasons on weekdays. He was a little curious. When he came here to see, his old classmate didn't say that he would ask him to see any patient as before.
"Let's have dinner together later. Isn't it Saturday?" Fu Xinheng said.
"Okay, I've ordered lunch." Chang Jiawei responded readily.