"You should know that no matter what you say, it won’t exactly endear you to ," Doctor Hu said in a hard tone, unwilling to be overly concerned by this dical student. "I don’t like you and Xiao Song. The two of you are too smart, and in dicine, being too smart also represents emotional detachnt. So diseases can’t be cured even if discovered. You two are like Death Gods."
These words were as biting as a chilly wind.
Shen Xifei’s spirit trembled, thinking: Xie Wanying, you’ve finally t your match, thinking you’re all that, only to end up like a Death God. Doctor Hu spoke so well.
"Teacher Hu, are you saying that we should pretend not to know when problems arise? I admit that benevolent deception is sotis necessary for certain patients in clinical practice," Xie Wanying said.
"You don’t understand what I’m saying. Whether you tell the patient or not, it doesn’t change the essence that the Death God cos to announce."
"I feel, Doctor Hu, that your understanding of and Doctor Song shows you’ve experienced the sa things as us," Xie Wanying said.
Impossible. Shen Xifei shook her head vigorously: Teacher Hu could never be like you, Teacher Hu’s viewpoint has always been polar opposite to yours.
It is the sa. A person with different experiences wouldn’t be able to speak such profoundly insightful words.
Doctor Hu lowered her face, a low chuckle gurgling out of her throat, "You’re quite interesting, unlike Xiao Song. Xiao Song doesn’t speak with the sa tact and worldly wisdom as you."
Student Xie’s words were at once derogatory and complintary.
Doctor Hu stifled her laughter and suddenly seed to change the topic as she said to her, "Let’s not talk about my matters, let’s talk about yours. Do you want to help you? I’ve discovered you have your unspeakable secrets too."
Director Zhang had ntioned that to investigate her mother’s years-ago swap, she needed to reach out to people within the health system. Doctor Hu had the connections to help her.
The Boss had sharp eyes, able to see that she was hiding sothing. Xie Wanying’s expression turned serious.
Doctor Hu only knew she didn’t imdiately refuse, as her lips curled slightly.
A beam of headlights rapidly pierced the night, the wheels grinding on the wet, snowy ground emitting a piercing screech, indicating soone slamd on the brakes.
As the daughter of a truck driver, Xie Wanying’s ears imdiately picked up on the unusual information this sound revealed: brake failure!
Near the roadside where they stood, a speeding white van was out of control, slanting towards where Doctor Hu stood.
She could hear the sound but only see a blurred image; Doctor Hu couldn’t quite make out the situation, not knowing where to dodge, her body swaying like a scarecrow ready to fall at any mont.
In a split second, Xie Wanying ran towards Doctor Hu and extended both hands to give a forceful push. The two of them tumbled forward roughly three ters.
These crucial three ters saved their lives at a critical mont.
The van slamd onto the pedestrian pavent in that three-ter gap, its wheels pressing over where Doctor Hu had stood monts before.
The driver held onto the steering wheel to prevent the van from rolling off the road, continuing its erratic trajectory along the sidewalk towards a lamppost.
Shen Xifei scread loudly, darting out from behind the lamppost, leaving a shadow streaking across the road.
The van chasing her crashed into the lamppost, flipped sideways, swerved off the road, and only stopped its reckless charge once its front wheels rolled into the roadside cent ditch.
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