Qin Yusong did not mark the papers, but he participated in the entire interview process.

There are no more than five that satisfy him.

He said that the liver anatomy diagram drawn by a top student from Xiamen University was too ugly, and he was referring to Chen Wenxin.

Chen Wenxin's written test score was only so-so, with a score of 58.

But Si Fuqing was a star and scored 60 points.

Qin Yusong was the chief physician and had sharp eyes. Of course, he could tell that Si Fuqing was trying to score points before answering.

It can be said that she has absolutely no problem getting a perfect score on this paper.

He originally didn't want to compare the celebrity guests with these medical interns.

But there are always people who don’t give up.

The interns all saw the scores on the paper.

60 points.

A passing score, but it has already killed many people instantly.

"You saw it, right?" Qin Yusong glanced at him, "You are a medical student, and you got 55 in the exam, but you can't compare to someone else's three-day training?"

Wu Wanying's face turned red and she was mumbling, unable to say a word.

She only felt cold hands and feet, and the sight of other people was like a thorn in her back, making her breathless.

Bai Jinxi was also shocked and his face felt so hot and painful.

It was incredible that Si Fuqing could answer the questions that day.

She could actually score sixty points in the written test?

"I memorized it in advance." Si Fuqing said at the right time, "Teacher Qin, I have a photographic memory."

Qin Yusong did not expose her and smiled at her.

He blinked and mouthed: "You can take the exam lower next time."

Si Fuqing: "..."

She decided that next time she would hand in a blank paper.

At this moment, Lu Xingheng whistled: "Teacher Si is amazing. There are so many questions that I haven't written yet, and I have already passed sixty. If I had written them all, it would be more than sixty."

As soon as he said this, he received Si Fuqing's death look.

Lu Xingheng closed his mouth.

In the following teaching, Wu Wanying and Chen Wenxin did not dare to say another word.

Bai Jinxi didn't dare to cause any more obstacles.

She just hopes to start clinical practice as soon as possible.

Clinical practice will tell Si Fuqing that theory alone is not enough.

"Okay, I'll take care of the cardiology department." After the lecture, Qin Yusong closed the book and said, "The neurosurgery department is with Dr. Chen, and the rest with Dr. Liu. The two celebrity guests can do whatever they want."

After assigning departments, the group members also separated.

Si Fuqing thought for a while and went backstage.

Director Qin saw her and said faintly: "Tell me, what else do you not know?"

When mentioning this, Si Fuqing became sad: "I am a kitchen killer."

Director Qin: "...that's enough."

Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows: "Director Qin, I have a favor to ask of you."

"Don't talk to me in this tone." Director Qin was a little nervous, "Speak first."

"The part just now has been cut. Don't broadcast it." Si Fuqing said, "I have been studying for longer than them. Don't let the audience think that they are ignorant and incompetent. Studying medicine is very difficult."

Hearing these words, Director Qin was startled for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "You... OK, I'll listen to you. This part didn't exist in the first place. The program team originally positioned you as a good-looking vase."

"I understand." Si Fuqing looked serious, "I'll try my best not to lie down so fake."

Director Qin nodded, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "You have studied longer than them? The youngest of them is almost twenty-five, how long can you study?"

Si Fuqing said truthfully: "Three hundred years."

Director Qin: "...Do you still have your pills? Give me a few more bottles."

He may need an iron heart transplant.

**

In the first week of internship, I just followed the leading teacher to inquire about the patient's medical history and do some basic physical examinations.

But for medical students who have no clinical experience, communicating with patients is a big problem.

The day's internship was finally over. Even Lu Xingheng felt very tired and went back to rest.

Qin Yusong entered the department and saw that the desk light was still on.

Si Fuqing sat in front of the computer, very serious.

Qin Yusong was stunned for a moment, then surprised: "You haven't left yet?"

It's already twelve o'clock in the evening.

Not to mention the interns, even the nurses have already handed over their shifts.

Qin Yusong was indeed not strict with Si Fuqing.

First, because she is a celebrity guest, she really cannot participate in this variety show.

The second reason is because we can’t be strict.

She can answer any question fluently, and her theory and practice are perfectly combined.

I was born for the profession of doctor.

It's a pity that he is a star.

"Well, there is something I didn't understand well today. I'll read the book again." Si Fuqing raised his head and said, "Teacher Qin, don't worry about me. You can get off work."

"Where?" Qin Yusong came over, "Tell me about it."

Si Fuqing asked several questions about cardiac surgery.

Qin Yusong also explained everything to her.

"I understand." Si Fuqing made an OK gesture, "I'll pair up the remaining cases and leave."

Qin Yusong was silent for a long time, and his voice suddenly dropped: "If you are tired of acting, I hope to see you standing on the operating table in the future."

He patted her shoulder and went out.

The night shift nurse came in to get something and sighed: "What a pity, Doctor Qin."

Si Fuqing just finished checking the last bit of information and asked: "What's wrong?"

"It happened two years ago." The head nurse shook her head, "There was a medical incident in the hospital. Two people were slightly injured and one was seriously injured. Dr. Qin was seriously injured and was stabbed several times on his body. He was rescued in the ICU for two days."

"It took a lot of effort to save her life, and the bones in her hand were reattached and grown back, but there was no other way. I couldn't do the operation, alas."

His life was saved, but Qin Yusong could no longer hold the scalpel and stand on the operating table.

Si Fuqing also fell silent: "No wonder..."

No wonder Qin Yu was so angry today.

"Doctor Qin is still very gentle." The head nurse chatted with her for a few more words when she had time, "You ask him questions and he will answer you patiently. We all like him, he is a good doctor."

Si Fuqing nodded.

Si Fuqing left the hospital at one o'clock in the morning.

The hospital is still brightly lit, and many doctors are working all night.

Yue Jian came to pick her up and saw that she was quite silent the whole way.

It's not in line with her usual temperament.

Yue Jian asked: "What is little junior sister thinking about?"

"I'm thinking that even though I have a hard heart, I still can't see the suffering in the world." Si Fuqing looked out the window, "Sometimes I think, if only I could save everyone."

If she were stronger, she would be able to save Ye Banlan and Lu Qingning.

Yue Jian's eyes narrowed slightly: "Little junior sister, you are not a god."

Even God cannot save everyone.

When the car stopped in front of the hotel, Si Fuqing seemed to have made up his mind and suddenly turned around: "Third Senior Sister, I need to copy your ability."

Yue Jian's expression changed: "What?"

"Modern medicine can't do it, supernatural can do it." Si Fuqing said lightly, "I need to borrow your ability to repair Dr. Qin's hands."
To be continued...