I'm really an intern

Chapter 278 I want to change the world

What is your ideal?

It was Song Changkong who asked this question, and it was Song Changkong who answered first.

"My previous ideal was to become an excellent doctor."

The hot air in the middle of the table made Song Changkong's face opposite him a little blurry.

"It's the kind of doctor who is really outstanding, as I heard from hearsay before, or the kind mentioned in novels and TV dramas."

There seemed to be some memory in his eyes, after a pause, Song Changkong lowered his head.

When I looked up again, the things in my eyes had disappeared, and there was still a faint smile on my face.

"The current ideal, um, wife and children are hot on the bed, right? Of course, if conditions permit, I can still be a little better."

"Hahahahahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter from the next table, not directed at this side, but because they were very happy themselves.

But for some reason, Song Changkong also laughed, and then Zhang Tianyang also laughed.

"What about you, Tianyang, what ideal do you have?"

"me."

Zhang Tianyang narrowed his eyes and thought carefully, then spoke softly.

"I thought, change the world."

"Hahahaha!"

The neighbor started laughing again.

A few young people were playing around, laughing and joking.

Very carefree look.

Song Changkong seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"A very energetic young man."

He sighed, neither encouraged nor discouraged, and didn't even know whether he was talking about Zhang Tianyang or the group of young people at the back table, but just pointed to the menu.

"Tomorrow weekend, as usual, I will postpone my work by an hour. Would you like to drink a little?"

Zhang Tianyang stared at the menu and thought for a while, "It's okay."

So the slightly inferior liquor with low alcohol content was brought up.

Naturally, it couldn't compare to the foreign wine that his rich roommate took him to the bar to order, but Zhang Tianyang didn't dislike it either.

Together with Song Changkong, they drank one after another.

Soon, Song Changkong's face turned red.

He didn't stop, and Zhang Tianyang didn't persuade him.

A drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows.

Zhang Tianyang has the skill of "not pouring a thousand cups", so it stands to reason that he would not get drunk.

But after a few glasses of wine, the hot feeling spread from the throat to the stomach, and then turned into waves of warmth, inexplicably feeling a little drunk.

change the world

It sounds so difficult.

But if you don't try, who knows?

Let's start with the gastroscopy technique.

Well, after everyone has a system or something, what if?

After sending Song Changkong back to the dormitory, it was already past 10:30.

The surrounding area of ​​Dongfang Hospital is still crowded.

But walking in the direction of the dormitory building, it gradually became deserted again.

The breeze brought some coolness.

Zhang Tianyang walked slowly, and when he reached the playground, he paused, turned a corner suddenly, and walked in.

In the playground, there was another somewhat noisy scene.

There is no sun at night, but there is wind. For medical students, 10:30 is generally too early to go to bed, and there are many more people running on the playground than in the afternoon.

Zhang Tianyang slowly walked around the outer circle of the playground.

From time to time someone catches up behind him.

There are girls in hot pants and headphones running slowly.

There were also men who gritted their teeth in a muffled voice, leaned forward, and strode forward covered in stinky sweat.

There are aunts with small speakers pinned to their waists, who twist and twist and walk forward to exercise.

"Dreams are always out of reach, should we give up~

It’s another season when flowers bloom and fall, spring, where are you~”

From a higher place on the right, the voice of a song came, followed by a burst of "hush".

Turning my head to look, I found that in the stands on the right, there was a boy holding a guitar and singing.

Not far behind him, the only source of light was the streetlights next to the perimeter of the playground.

The light came out from behind, but made his face immersed in shadow.

The boy didn't know how old he was, but he looked like a junior who hadn't been to a clinic yet, and he wasn't stage frightened at all under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Holding his own guitar, he played and sang loudly to the crowd running at night.

Zhang Tianyangxiao stopped with interest, and looked up to listen to the singing that resounded through half of the playground.

"Youth is like a rushing river,

It's too late to say goodbye once you're gone,

Only the ordinary me is left without the passion of the past~”

The boy's voice was hoarse because it rose.

What appeared in front of Zhang Tianyang at this moment was Song Changkong's face.

"My previous ideal was to become an excellent doctor."

"The current ideal, um, wife and children are hot on the kang, right?"

The singing is singing.

"The silhouettes of each going their own way are gradually drifting away,

Where is the future ordinary, ah, who will give me the answer~"

Zhang Tianyang raised his head and suddenly thought of Song Changkong's white hair on his temples.

I remembered how active he was in helping and shouting every time he made rounds.

I remembered how he respectfully called the residents of Dongfang Hospital "teachers".

Thinking of the dinner table, he paused and added: "Of course, if conditions permit, I can still be a little better."

"Stinky old Zhang!"

A familiar voice sounded from behind, Zhang Tianyang turned his head slightly, and saw Xiao Linlin in sportswear.

He grinned at her.

"Those who accompanied me back then, where are you now~

The person I once loved, what is it like now~"

"When you called me over, did you want to run or listen to music?"

Lin Lin was slightly out of breath, and her face flushed when she heard the lyrics.

"Well, neither."

Zhang Tianyang smiled and touched Xiao Linlin's head, "I just miss you."

Lin Lin let him rub it twice, then grabbed his hand, sniffed it hard twice, and then frowned.

"you've been drinking!"

Like a small animal, it leaned into Zhang Tianyang's arms and smelled it, and then frowned even more.

"Are you drunk?"

"I won't get drunk."

Holding Lin Lin's face with both hands, Zhang Tianyang smiled happily.

Then, in Lin Lin's slightly absent-minded expression, she suddenly asked a question.

"What is your ideal?"

What is my ideal.

Lin Lin grabbed Zhang Tianyang's hand from her face and held it in her hand, but was held back by the other party.

Stinky old Zhang's hand is a little big, a little soft, and a little warm.

The buddies on the stage are still singing loudly, and they are singing ideally.

Lin Lin's mind was a little confused, but she answered very seriously.

"Well, my previous ideal was to be a doctor."

"Doctor?"

Zhang Tianyang was in a daze.

"Well, maybe it's a dream? It's unrealistic."

Lin Lin smiled and squinted her eyes, "The ideal later is to try my best to be a nurse."

Zhang Tianyang squeezed Lin Lin's hand, feeling soft and cold.

Then he suddenly said, "Are you about to be unable to be a nurse?"

After a moment of silence, Lin Lin raised her face and nodded slightly.

Zhang Tianyang thought for a while, "Because of family?"

Lin Lin continued to nod, "They won't let me be a doctor or a nurse all the time, at least, I want to start a company."

"Will you be unhappy?"

"Neither."

Lin Lin smiled, her eyes sparkling.

"The reason why I choose a nurse and not a doctor is because I already know that I don't have much free time. If I choose a doctor, I may just be in touch with clinical practice now.

And, in fact, I still have two months before changing careers. "

She squinted at the man in front of her, and then silently added in her heart: "What's more, I met you."

"Have you thought about what to do next?"

"Not yet."

Lin Lin shook her head and smiled slyly again, "You haven't answered me yet, what is your ideal?"

Zhang Tianyang paused, and repeated seriously.

"I thought, change the world."

"Then I have a new ideal now."

"What is it?"

"Changing the world with you."

Under the moonlight, amidst the singing, Lin Lin raised her face and her eyes were shining.

So Zhang Tianyang gently rubbed her hairy head.

"Okay."

"Together change the world."

The crowd in twos and threes passed by.

With hoarse singing scattered in the air.

In the soft and warm palms, the temperature of the other party comes.

There are not many stars in the sky.

One by one scattered.

Hidden in the mist, it is not very bright.

But beyond the clouds.

They shine stubbornly.

It has been lit for thousands of years.

It will continue to light up.

(End of this chapter)