medical simulator

Ding Changle said: "When people are old, everyone has it. Recognizing life and death and seeing through life and death, we must go to this step. There is no escape."

I secretly said in my heart, you are going to set up a mentally ill character to kill people, if I don't tell you, it will be too late.

Teachers, so those who preach and receive karma and solve doubts!

Yang Yifeng said, "Yes, no one can escape."

"However, according to what you said, Master, how will our thinking change in the limited ideological process? Our physical body comes from nature and returns to nature."

"The experience is definitely different."

"Because of different experiences, the understanding of happiness is also different."

"I used to think that I would be happy if I left medicine. I followed my mother's advice lately, and I would be happy if I didn't come to study medicine or do this hard work."

Persuading people to study medicine is like lightning.

Studying medicine is really hard, his mother just hoped that he would not suffer so much, and advised him not to study medicine before.

Yang Yifeng continued: "I've always thought so."

"Until today, I found that this is not the case. I like writing, which is true. I also hope to outline the story line and enjoy it."

"But actually, it's just my hobby. It's not my dream."

Yang Yifeng said to Ding Changle very frankly: "At that moment, Master, I felt that I understood a little bit."

"My hobby is writing, but what I like is actually being a doctor, so I followed my heart and ran to the operating room as my first reaction. It's just that I couldn't get in, so I had no choice but to escape."

Yang Yifeng is in a much better mood now, so he can say all this very naturally.

In this world, very few people, maybe no one has the experience of Yang Yifeng, but.

Ding Changle has also experienced the natural death of his parents, and he can also recall them.

He deeply felt: with his parents, there is still a reason for life, and because of his parents, there is only a way back in life.

They died of natural causes, and so on.

What's more, what happened to Yang Yifeng was quite unusual?

Ding Changle was in a complicated mood, and said, "Yifeng, in fact, there is not much difference between likes and hobbies."

"What you like now may just be what you like in the future. What you like in the future will definitely be different from what you have now."

"For example, what you used to like may not even be a hobby now, is it?"

Ding Changle, as someone who came here, finished speaking to Yang Yifeng.

"Actually, if you really like medicine, you don't necessarily have to go into the operating room. It's your liking and your dream."

"There's still a lot to go."

"Research, go to internal medicine."

"what!"

"There is also teaching. Being a pure teacher can allow you to drift away from this circle and continue to fulfill your dreams."

"Medicine is not just about curing diseases and saving people, but the purpose is to save people. Moreover, scientific research and teaching can save more people. Why not do it?"

"Actually, I, your master, can give you many choices."

"Go stay in the hospital as a teacher, be the head of the laboratory, contact the professor of internal medicine to change the department, or you go to an outside biological company as a research and development manager."

"These are pretty good. Moreover, if you are engaged in these industries, you can continue your current hobbies. You can write novels, read books, and travel at any time. It is much better than being a doctor."

Ding Changle continued: "It's actually quite unworthy to just comment on the profession of a doctor."

"Others say that doctors are more popular the older they get, and they can still make money when they get old."

"But I think that doctors don't make money when they are not old, and they still make money when they are old."

"How helpless?"

Yang Yifeng smiled and understood what Ding Changle meant, but Yang Yifeng said: "Master, let me have a look again, I haven't made up my mind yet, so I don't dare to just do what I want to do in the next few decades." The matter has been decided."

"Let me see if I can try and take that step."

Yang Yifeng knew that Ding Changle hoped that he could return to the orthopedics department as a surgeon.

He thought about it too, but the nightmare he had at night was that he 'killed' his parents with a scalpel!

It's really hard for him to take this step.

This is also responsible for the patient.

As a doctor, the first taboo is to disregard human life.

"..."

After sending his teacher away.

Yang Yifeng continued to sit for a while, and then wrote down his feelings.

This is a diary, and the diary is placed in the same compartment as the pen.

This is his mental journey, starting from college.

There are already many such notebooks, but recently, it has been too long since I opened it.

But today, Yang Yifeng turned it out again.

Wrote: "Magic is the only thing that can defeat magic."

"The only way to break the demons is to face the demons."

"Where you fell, you should get up."

"Perhaps, I should bear all the pressure and go to the operating room of vascular surgery first."

"Dad? Mom?"

"Would you like to be my demon?"

"Will I 'hurt' you one more time?"

"I will live a good life, happy, happy, and live with real happiness, you believe me."

"Yi Feng."

After finishing writing, Yang Yifeng put on his backpack with a firm gaze.

Then I took a taxi and went directly to No.[-] Hospital.

After getting off the car at the door nervously, Yang Yifeng struggled violently in his heart. When he arrived in the operating room, he first returned the green rubber slippers and hand washing clothes.

Next up!

Yang Yifeng overcame his fear again, one step at a time, and went to the operating room where he was at the door of the operating room before, but did not dare to enter.

Getting closer.

Yang Yifeng felt his heart beating faster, his nerves were tense, and the muscles in his limbs were trembling non-stop.

Even his back was a little cold, as if the operating room, like a terrible black hole, would swallow him completely.

However, there was another strong attraction, calling Yang Yifeng to walk into the operating room.

Finally, I don't know how long it took.

Yang Yifeng just walked to the door of the operating room.

Stand there, embarrassed.

He never took the step of stepping on the sensor door.

The operation is still going on, and the patient has not reached the most unacceptable point anyway.

When Yang Yifeng came here, he thought that the patient might be gone.

It's because of him again!

But maybe, the amputation is done—

I don't know how long it took, and finally, the itinerant nurse inside came out, her expression and footsteps were hurried, and she was running.

After almost bumping into Yang Yifeng, he was so scared that he really jumped back.

Then he cursed: "What the hell, block the door."

He just cursed casually, and then left.She is too busy to have surgery urgently.

The door of the operating room was pushed open, and the shadowless lamp inside was dazzling, but not dazzling, and all the light was gathered on the operating table.

Yang Yifeng closed his eyes the moment the door opened.

Then, it never opened.

The door closed again.

It wasn't until the itinerant nurse came pushing the cart again, and Yang Yifeng blocked her again, that she said, "Hey, let me go, what are you doing blocking the door?"

"Get out of the way quickly, I'm done here, the patient will be sent to the recovery room soon."

When Yang Yifeng heard this, although his head was a little down, his eyelids bounced up as if springs had been installed.

With trembling upper and lower lips, he asked, "Amputation? Are you done with the amputation?"

Without the intervention of vascular surgery, there is no way to salvage the limb, only amputation.

The itinerant nurse gently pushed him aside with one hand, and looked at him like a psychopath.

After walking in, she found that Yang Yifeng was staring at her.

Eyes and expressions are complex.

Reluctantly, she turned her head and said to Yang Yifeng: "The orthopedic surgery is over, no amputation!"

"Are you an orthopedic doctor?"

"It's been a long time since the surgery, you just came?"

"Hurry up and go back to rest, it's getting late!"

"Your superiors have all stepped down."

The itinerant nurse casually walked in with tired eyes.

She is also very tired and wants to go home to rest.

Yang Yifeng was completely dumbfounded...

The result was a bit beyond his expectation.

No amputation?

Yang Yifeng rushed into the operating room immediately, and then came to the left and right hands.

It can be seen that the blood supply of the patient's hands and feet has indeed recovered. Although they are still a little pale, it is not the paleness after ischemia!

Pale and pale are similar, but they are not of the same nature at all.

Right now, Huang Shinan is finishing the final liver operation, after he saw Yang Yifeng.The expression is also complicated.

Said: "Orthopedics and vascular surgery are done, you don't need to come on stage."

"Go back quickly, it's getting late."

The heart is very tired and the emotions are very complicated.

When he asked Yang Yifeng to perform the surgery before, but Yang Yifeng didn't come, and he came to the operating room to show his presence after the operation?

This TN, there is simply no one.

What a wonderful thing.

Yang Yifeng was a little stunned, and asked, "Who performed the operation? Professor Shu?"

"Why do you care so much? It's not you anyway."

After finishing speaking, Huang Shinan said: "You have to make it clear to your master that you came to the operating room by yourself, but no one forced you! Don't your teacher come to trouble someone else."

Acting like I can't afford to offend you, I can afford to hide from you.

His eyes are full of contempt...

Yang Yifeng suddenly laughed at himself and let out a breath.