Returning to ’90s, She Became Famous in Major Surgical Fields

Whether it was Dr. Jiang or Dr. Lin, the performance was as Xie Wanying said. Some medical students made more accurate judgments, which were not only acknowledged but also appreciated.

Guoxie’s teacher was a great doctor who was honest, and would not envy outstanding student.

It seemed that she was not acting recklessly, she had anticipated the teachers’ reactions. She was smart, and she understood the thoughts of clinical teachers better than her.

Yue Wentong was stunned to hear her words hit home.

He had many elders who were doctors, but why couldn’t he understand the psychology of the teachers.

“Why do you want to be a doctor?” Yue Wentong asked, wondering what her answer would be, feeling that her answer should be different from his and many medical students’.

“Being a doctor makes me happy.” Xie Wanying blurted out.

Being a doctor could save people. Saving people was the greatest and most meaningful thing in the world. And doctors do it every day.

Yue Wentong’s mind buzzed, shocked by her words, because he had never thought that being a doctor would be a happy thing.

What did being a doctor mean to him? Inherit the dreams of parents and live up to the expectations of his elders.

Being a doctor gave one a good image, and a high position in society, and the individual would be well respected.

As a doctor, the pay would begood and there was no need to be afraid of unemployment.

They say doctors get better with age.

All kinds of reasons were listed, and there were advantages of being a doctor everywhere, but it was also a hard task, but she said it made her happy?

While talking, they arrived in the ICU.

A group of people admitted the patient to the icu.

ICU was under closed management, and the family members of the patients couldn’t enter, especially the seven-year-old Zhengzheng. Xie Wanying had no choice but to take the child outside. After thinking about it, she called her brother and asked if he could take Zhengzheng somewhere to sleep, such as in her student dormitory.

Their class did not come out, she couldn’t borrow a phone, and she didn’t have a cell phone. Xie Wanying thought about what to do. How about going to the ICU to borrow a phone?

The anesthesiologist handed the patient out. Seeing her appearance, he seemed to guess her difficulties, and said, “Do you want to borrow my mobile phone?”

The person in front of him, whom Xie Wanying recognized before, was Dr. Zhang whom she met more than three years ago. The second senior sister had reminded her to be especially wary of him.

Trusting Senior Sister, Xie Wanying didn’t want to talk to this person, but——

“Thank you.” Seeing the child yawn, Xie Wanying chose to borrow her phone from this person.

Dr. Zhang lent the mobile phone.

Xie Wanying dialled the senior brother and said, “Senior brother, it’s me.”

Huang Zhilei asked, “Where are you now?”

“Zhengzheng’s daddy finished the operation and is now in icu.”

Huang Zhilei, who was on the other line, was in the emergency room, updating Dr. Jiang and Dr. Lin on the latest situation.

It was a bad day for Dr. Lin. He was supposed to leave work at six o’clock and hand over to the next shift. Because of Zhang Xiaohui’s matter, he was afraid that she would mess with the patients when he was not around, so he re-examined the patients Zhang Xiaohui had treated for him.

Doctor Jiang was also unlucky. He was present at the time of the accident, for fear of being dragged into the water. After leaving work, he came back from home after dinner to ask Doctor Lin and the patient about the news.

Now that they heard that the patient’s operation went well, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking again, a certain person’s phone continued to fail, Dr. Lin was about to roll his eyes.

“Does Zhang Xiaohui have more than one phone?” As Dr. Jiang guessed, he seemed to remember something.