How to break this impasse?
The unexpected silence from the teachers made the dical students present tense up, sensing that the situation was about to spiral out of control.
Du ngen, usually confident in his father, now expressed concern, pouting his lips.
The scene in front of him was sothing Zhang Shuping had never witnessed; his heart was pounding.
Geng Yongzhe furrowed his brows. Most of his classmates were as upright as Senior Cao, and they couldn’t stand such things. Seeing the teachers helpless was infuriating.
Suddenly, he seed to notice sothing unusual and turned his gaze to Student Xie.
Xie Wanying’s expressions radiated stability and poise, surprising people, as if she was more composed than the two teachers.
What was this unique deanor of Student Xie, a single patch of red among the green leaves? Geng Yongzhe wondered inwardly.
With Senior Cao not around, soone had to carry the flag of justice.
Just like in any other industry, the dical field must believe that bad apples account for only 0.001% of people. Teacher Zhuang always told her, like her class teacher Liu Hui felt regret in her heart, and no other teachers would support Liu Hui’s actions. Therefore, as long as there’s a breach to let righteousness in, the bad influence is not to be feared.
"Doctor Zhou, what are you doing?"
A robust voice suddenly erged at the entrance to the operating room, loud as a sharp sword, slicing through the malaise looming over everyone’s heads.
Everyone hurriedly turned back to find the source of the voice.
A male doctor stood at the door, in his fifties or sixties, wearing reading glasses, holding a clipboard and pen, like a solemn old teacher, his expression filled with authority.
The dical students didn’t recognize the face, but could tell that this teacher was definitely a leader.
Doctor Zuo Liang was the first to recognize who it was, reporting to the chief surgeon: "Teacher Du, Director Fang from the dical Affairs Division is here."
Director Fang from the dical Affairs Division seed to be on a routine inspection of the performance of staff in the hospital, ready to offer scores and evaluations at any ti.
The dical students imdiately straightened up like elentary school students. It was said that Beidou Third Hospital didn’t have a dedicated dical education departnt; interns were managed together with the dical Affairs Division. The sudden appearance of the scoring leader was enough to put the students on high alert.
However, after a while, the students noticed that the leader’s object of inspection was not them, as the leader’s gaze was locked on Doctor Zhou.
Everyone rembered what Director Fang said upon appearance: directly naming Doctor Zhou to answer questions.
Doctor Zhou, whose ears seed filtered to everyone else’s voice earlier, snapped back when he realized the leader was interrogating him, jumping off the bench with a plop, no longer deaf, responded: "Director Fang—"
"What are you doing, Doctor Zhou?" When Director Fang repeated this question with his heavy voice for the second ti, it was obviously tinged with an imperial sword out of its scabbard’s sharpness.
Primarily because Doctor Zhou did not seem to understand the leader’s words at first, continuing in confusion about his whereabouts.
Doctor Zhou’s mouth stamred, seeking the leader’s direction: "Director, you an—"
What do I an? Do I, the leader, need to spell it out?
Director Fang fixed his gaze on Doctor Zhou, directing it towards the surgical patient beside him, who was constantly moaning.
Ah! Doctor Zhou suddenly seed to snap to realization, simultaneously explaining: "Director Fang, this patient is—"
User Comments
0 comments from readers