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"Doctor Wen" a woman greeted from afar.

Wen Zichun smiled and nodded at his patient's family, and passed by.

"Zichun, I will have an operation to prepare." The director came to meet him, discussing something with others, and said immediately after seeing Wen Zichun.

"Okay." Before finishing a word, the person had already walked away.

Going to work the next day, Wen Zichun felt that everything that happened yesterday was just his own illusion.The hospital was still busy as it was before, yet it was kind, cruel and hopeful, surrounded by familiar people.

As if suddenly enlightened, Wen Zichun's heart was full of sunshine, with orange warmth.I rushed to prepare for the operation. The operation assigned by the director should be challenging and within the scope of my ability. I feel that I can learn a lot of knowledge and skills.

The speed of changing clothes is faster, and when I brush my hands, I also carefully brush the spaces between the fingers and the nails.

After getting everything ready, I took a deep breath outside the operating room, put my feet on the depression in the wall, and the door opened.

The operating room is divided into several grades, and the cost of different grades is different, and the applicable operations are also different.From high to low, it is divided into [-], [-], [-] and [-].The level of [-] refers to surgery in the corridors of restricted areas, which is often the case when there are not enough operating rooms in large hospitals.The corresponding cost will be higher.

Wen Zichun entered the [-]-level operating room this time. After the door of the operating room opened automatically, he saw that the director and the others had already dressed and the anesthetist was anesthetizing.

She picked up the surgical gown and put it on in a relatively open place, and the little nurse tied it on for herself.

The moment Wen Zichun saw the skin being cut open, she knew that everything yesterday was true.

In front of him was the grim look of the man after being shot in the head again, his face seemed to have been splashed with brains again.In an instant, something wanted to rush out from the stomach, straight to the throat, and it was hot and irritating.

"..."

The people in the operating room didn't dare to show their aura, and the director's dissatisfaction with Wen Zichun had reached the extreme.

"You go out." The director didn't look up, he still looked at the organization and said, but Wen Zichun knew that he was talking about himself.

"The intern is here." This was the last sentence Wen Zichun heard after the door closed.

Wen Zichun was kicked off the operating table because of continuous mistakes. The news spread continuously in the hospital and became a hot topic in an instant. There were ridicule, worry, and insignificant things.

She couldn't afford to brush her hands over and over again by the sink, only in this way could she not think so much, let the brush be a little harder, and the pain on the skin covered up everything.

The water was rushing, and there were nurses and doctors walking by and patients being pushed around.

Wen Zichun felt that she had a mental problem.

The author has something to say: Change the absolute sterile zone to a restricted zone.

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