Chapter 1271: 【1271】The Self of the Past
At this mont, a single word of argunt could beco the fuse that directly ignites the family mber.
In their emotional turmoil, the family, who had just lost a child, couldn’t accept any explanations at this mont. What she wanted was to know what to do since she couldn’t get her child back.
“Bin Bin, tell mom what happened to you?! What happened to you?” The child’s mother rushed forward, hugging her son’s body, crying out her grievances.
What family mbers can never accept is not seeing the patient for the last ti, not saying the last word, with the person seemingly dying inexplicably, leading to suspicions of being “murdered.”
The doctor wiped his forehead. If there were anyone to bla for “murder,” the parents themselves might top the list. The family’s claim that the child was perfectly healthy only showed a lack of parental vigilance. The child, being fatter than his peers, was already sub-healthy, and parents should pay more attention to the child’s physical condition. Just because the child appeared symptom-free, does not an he was disease-free. Who says students cannot suffer from myocardial infarction? With the obesity rate increasing among students, the likelihood of such diseases is also rising.
“Bin Bin, Bin Bin, don’t leave mom alone.” The female family mber sat on the ground crying loudly, occasionally pounding the ground and herself with her fists.
Several teachers saw the situation, trying to console her, discussing calling the other family mbers to co over, otherwise, the situation might spiral out of control. anwhile, the police needed to be notified to handle this.
“Go back, go back, you all go back first.” The teacher had to protect the other students present, getting the other students to leave and not linger here. Afterward, the teachers themselves had to try to clean up this ss.
However, the death of a classmate and the grieving cries of a classmate’s mother in this scene were destined to leave an indelible impression on these young people’s minds.
The patient died on the scene; the doctor issued a death certificate on the spot, avoiding taking the patient back to the hospital and incurring further dical costs. These matters fell within the doctor’s responsibilities. Ongoing communication with the family was left to the school to handle. So teachers were already contacting funeral hos.
A few dical staff packed up the ergency supplies and headed back; the hospital was busy.
“Doctor.” Several students ran to the ambulance, catching up to the dical staff.
Xie Wanying, standing at the car’s rear ready to board, turned towards this group of young middle school students.
“Are these the gloves you dropped?” Several middle school students handed unopened sterile gloves to Xie Wanying.
“Oh my, I left them.” The nurse on the car saw and shook her head at herself.
The nurse was also in a bad state, leaving a pair of gloves there. Xie Wanying took the gloves and said to the students, “Thank you.”
“You’re welco.” Smiles of being appreciated flashed on the faces of several students, their eyes gleaming as they observed her white coat.
Seeing the expressions of these children, Xie Wanying thought of herself.
Once, she was like them, secretly taking a peek at doctors, filled with curiosity and admiration. Perhaps from that mont, her dream of wearing a white coat began.
“Study hard.” Xie Wanying seriously said to these children.
In the future, strive to beco a doctor, fulfilling your curiosity, fulfilling your inner desires, exploring human life, respecting life, and viewing life correctly. Don’t talk about big principles like saving lives; as Senior Cao said, what supports each doctor to reach wherever they are is all based on their interest in dicine.
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