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334 Face Hurts, She Is Your Ancestor [2 More]

Qin Yusong did not mark the papers, but he participated in the entire interview process.

There are no more than five that satisfy him.

He said that the liver anatomy diagram drawn by a top student from Xiamen University was too ugly, and he was referring to Chen Wenxin.

Chen Wenxin's written test score was only so-so, with a score of 58.

But Si Fuqing was a star and scored 60 points.

Qin Yusong was the chief physician and had sharp eyes. Of course, he could tell that Si Fuqing was trying to score points before answering.

It can be said that she has absolutely no problem getting a perfect score on this paper.

He originally didn't want to compare the celebrity guests with these medical interns.

But there are always people who don’t give up.

The interns all saw the scores on the paper.

60 points.

A passing score, but it has already killed many people instantly.

"You saw it, right?" Qin Yusong glanced at him, "You are a medical student, and you got 55 in the exam, but you can't compare to someone else's three-day training?"

Wu Wanying's face turned red and she was mumbling, unable to say a word.

She only felt cold hands and feet, and the sight of other people was like a thorn in her back, making her breathless.

Bai Jinxi was also shocked and his face felt so hot and painful.

It was incredible that Si Fuqing could answer the questions that day.

She could actually score sixty points in the written test?

"I memorized it in advance." Si Fuqing said at the right time, "Teacher Qin, I have a photographic memory."

Qin Yusong did not expose her and smiled at her.

He blinked and mouthed: "You can take the exam lower next time."

Si Fuqing: "..."

She decided that next time she would hand in a blank paper.

At this moment, Lu Xingheng whistled: "Teacher Si is amazing. There are so many questions that I haven't written yet, and I have already passed sixty. If I had written them all, it would be more than sixty."

As soon as he said this, he received Si Fuqing's death look.

Lu Xingheng closed his mouth.

In the following teaching, Wu Wanying and Chen Wenxin did not dare to say another word.

Bai Jinxi didn't dare to cause any more obstacles.

She just hopes to start clinical practice as soon as possible.

Clinical practice will tell Si Fuqing that theory alone is not enough.

"Okay, I'll take care of the cardiology department." After the lecture, Qin Yusong closed the book and said, "The neurosurgery department is with Dr. Chen, and the rest with Dr. Liu. The two celebrity guests can do whatever they want."

After assigning departments, the group members also separated.

Si Fuqing thought for a while and went backstage.

Director Qin saw her and said faintly: "Tell me, what else do you not know?"

When mentioning this, Si Fuqing became sad: "I am a kitchen killer."

Director Qin: "...that's enough."

Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows: "Director Qin, I have a favor to ask of you."

"Don't talk to me in this tone." Director Qin was a little nervous, "Speak first."

"The part just now has been cut. Don't broadcast it." Si Fuqing said, "I have been studying for longer than them. Don't let the audience think that they are ignorant and incompetent. Studying medicine is very difficult."

Hearing these words, Director Qin was startled for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "You... OK, I'll listen to you. This part didn't exist in the first place. The program team originally positioned you as a good-looking vase."

"I understand." Si Fuqing looked serious, "I'll try my best not to lie down so fake."

Director Qin nodded, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "You have studied longer than them? The youngest of them is almost twenty-five, how long can you study?"

Si Fuqing said truthfully: "Three hundred years."

Director Qin: "...Do you still have your pills? Give me a few more bottles."

He may need an iron heart transplant.

**

In the first week of internship, I just followed the leading teacher to inquire about the patient's medical history and do some basic physical examinations.

But for medical students who have no clinical experience, communicating with patients is a big problem.

The day's internship was finally over. Even Lu Xingheng felt very tired and went back to rest.

Qin Yusong entered the department and saw that the desk light was still on.

Si Fuqing sat in front of the computer, very serious.

Qin Yusong was stunned for a moment, then surprised: "You haven't left yet?"

It's already twelve o'clock in the evening.

Not to mention the interns, even the nurses have already handed over their shifts.

Qin Yusong was indeed not strict with Si Fuqing.

First, because she is a celebrity guest, she really cannot participate in this variety show.

The second reason is because we can’t be strict.

She can answer any question fluently, and her theory and practice are perfectly combined.

I was born for the profession of doctor.

It's a pity that he is a star.

"Well, there is something I didn't understand well today. I'll read the book again." Si Fuqing raised his head and said, "Teacher Qin, don't worry about me. You can get off work."

"Where?" Qin Yusong came over, "Tell me about it."

Si Fuqing asked several questions about cardiac surgery.

Qin Yusong also explained everything to her.

"I understand." Si Fuqing made an OK gesture, "I'll pair up the remaining cases and leave."

Qin Yusong was silent for a long time, and his voice suddenly dropped: "If you are tired of acting, I hope to see you standing on the operating table in the future."

He patted her shoulder and went out.

The night shift nurse came in to get something and sighed: "What a pity, Doctor Qin."

Si Fuqing just finished checking the last bit of information and asked: "What's wrong?"

"It happened two years ago." The head nurse shook her head, "There was a medical incident in the hospital. Two people were slightly injured and one was seriously injured. Dr. Qin was seriously injured and was stabbed several times on his body. He was rescued in the ICU for two days."

"It took a lot of effort to save her life, and the bones in her hand were reattached and grown back, but there was no other way. I couldn't do the operation, alas."

His life was saved, but Qin Yusong could no longer hold the scalpel and stand on the operating table.

Si Fuqing also fell silent: "No wonder..."

No wonder Qin Yu was so angry today.

"Doctor Qin is still very gentle." The head nurse chatted with her for a few more words when she had time, "You ask him questions and he will answer you patiently. We all like him, he is a good doctor."

Si Fuqing nodded.

Si Fuqing left the hospital at one o'clock in the morning.

The hospital is still brightly lit, and many doctors are working all night.

Yue Jian came to pick her up and saw that she was quite silent the whole way.

It's not in line with her usual temperament.

Yue Jian asked: "What is little junior sister thinking about?"

"I'm thinking that even though I have a hard heart, I still can't see the suffering in the world." Si Fuqing looked out the window, "Sometimes I think, if only I could save everyone."

If she were stronger, she would be able to save Ye Banlan and Lu Qingning.

Yue Jian's eyes narrowed slightly: "Little junior sister, you are not a god."

Even God cannot save everyone.

When the car stopped in front of the hotel, Si Fuqing seemed to have made up his mind and suddenly turned around: "Third Senior Sister, I need to copy your ability."

Yue Jian's expression changed: "What?"

"Modern medicine can't do it, supernatural can do it." Si Fuqing said lightly, "I need to borrow your ability to repair Dr. Qin's hands."

Yue Jian frowned: "Your current evolution level is only B level. If you copy my ability, it will bring too much load to your body. Have you considered the sequelae?"

"At most I'll be in coma for a few days, and at most I'll vomit blood." Si Fuqing smiled, "But I can get a doctor to do the operation again."

Her fox eyes are clear in black and white, very bright.

Yue Jian couldn't refuse, so he could only agree: "Okay."

She has never studied medicine. Even though she is a spiritual evolver, there are some things she cannot do.

Yue Jian watched Si Fuqing enter the hotel.

copy.

There are only three people in the entire world plus Free Continent who have this terrifying evolver ability.

But the other two evolvers were only rated D.

There is no threat at all, and it is even less possible to replicate the devastating evolver ability.

Yue Jian frowned again.

The little junior sister borrowed a corpse to bring back the soul, but how come her evolver abilities are still exactly the same as before?

But evolution is not something that can only be answered by genes. The Evolution Alliance has been studying it for so long, and there are still many things that are unclear.

Tsukimi searched a bar and drove away.

**

Early the next morning.

In the ward.

A noise broke out.

"Ms. Song, don't worry, our program team and the hospital can guarantee her ability." Director Qin said, "There is no need to replace her."

"No, absolutely not!" the woman said resolutely, "I will not let her take care of my elderly family. This matter is not negotiable. It is your business to record the show. If you let her come to treat my dad, I will do it now.

Expose you online!”

Aren’t stars just acting and singing on stage?

Participating in a variety show about job hunting is already outrageous, but it’s also about medicine.

If she were to directly diagnose the patient, would she be able to afford it if something went wrong?

As for the guarantee from the program team and the hospital?

Women just think they are farting.

Guaranteed to cure the patient? Are you kidding me?

No matter what, the patient's family members disagreed, so Director Qin and Director had no choice but to give up.

The director contacted various departments and arranged for a new patient.

She is an eighty-five-year-old grandmother.

"Grandma, let me tell you, a little girl will come to take care of you soon." The director said, "Don't think this little girl is young, she has really good medical skills. It's this little girl, look at her beauty.

.”

"Oh, I know." The old lady nodded repeatedly, "She's so beautiful. I've seen it on TV!"

As the first nurturing elective program, "Youth" is being broadcasted for the second time on Starlight Channel.

Si Fuqing became angry again.

"That's okay, grandma, you have a good rest." The director nodded, "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell her and she will write it down."

The old lady smiled and nodded.

The woman caught a glimpse and snorted coldly.

Can you become a doctor if you are beautiful and can fool people?

Really good at joking.

She was glad that she had changed the show crew, but she would never leave her father's health in Si Fuqing's hands.

It is not a secret that the patient's family members strongly demand a replacement, and it has also spread among the interns.

Bai Jinxi was suppressed for several days and finally felt proud and proud.

She has already said that theory is completely different from real clinical practice.

Qin Yusong was explaining today's key points. After finishing speaking, he asked: "Are there any questions?"

"Teacher Qin." Si Fuqing stepped forward and lowered his voice, "Can't you have another surgery? Apart from your hands, do you have any other discomforts?"

This question caught him off guard. Qin Yusong was stunned for a moment. He pursed his lower lip and did not answer: "Tomorrow you will face the patient alone. The chief physician will come to ask questions. Don't ask all the questions then."

After saying that, he left.

The interns also packed up and returned to their respective clinics.

On the road.

"Is she so indifferent?" Chen Wenxin couldn't help but ask, "Does she not watch the news? That incident was such a big deal, and it was the second court hearing just a while ago. Isn't she going to stab Teacher Qin's heart again?

?”

Precisely because it is difficult to train a doctor, Qin Yusong's case has made more people feel regretful and sad.

It was also because of that medical incident that the Qianjun Alliance dispatched a convoy to protect the safety of the doctors at the No. 1 Hospital in Sijiu City.

But no matter how he tried to remedy the situation afterwards, even Cai Zhongnian couldn't get Qin Yusong back.

He can go to the doctor for consultation, but cannot go to the operating table.

Knowing that Qin Yusong was among the doctors leading the team this time, Chen Wenxin and Wu Wanying's mentors personally warned them not to say the wrong thing.

Bai Jinxi smiled faintly: "A star, you don't have to suffer the hardships of the world, unlike working as a social worker, you have to rush around on the subway every day, and you don't earn as much as other people."

This sentence well aroused the inner dissatisfaction of Chen Wenxin and Wu Wanying.

The two of them looked at each other, feeling very unhappy.

**

Here, Si Fuqing did not leave, but went to Qin Yusong's office.

"Is there any problem today?" Qin Yusong was very kind, "Ask them all."

Si Fuqing looked directly at him: "Teacher Qin, I have only one question. Do you want to stand on the operating table again?"

Qin Yusong looked at her, his expression gradually calming down.

He gradually realized that Si Fuqing was not just asking this question out of curiosity.

"Of course I want to." Qin Yusong said softly, "But some things can't be done just by thinking about it."

He lowered his head. The man in his late forties had red eyes and his breathing was trembling.

"Teacher Qin, I can cure your hand." Si Fuqing said in a slow voice, "Daxia cannot afford to lose a doctor like you."

The sound of breathing stopped suddenly.

------Digression-----

Qingqing is a little angel! I will always like her qwq

Thank you for your monthly votes~~

**

I had a dream at noon, a horror and suspense story. When I woke up, I felt that the logic of this dream was perfect, without any loopholes, and it had an O. Henry ending. If I could write it out, it would definitely be amazing... But after a few seconds, I couldn't remember anything.

, I vaguely remember it was a ghost story related to the subway. The ghost laughed in front of me and then I woke up. I think the only illogical thing is that I didn’t scare myself to death first but was thinking about how to write a novel:)


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