Returning to '90s, She Became Famous in Major Surgical Fields

Chapter 61 :First Aid Trauma

Xie Wanying went to the hospital's outpatient department, where only a few clinics were open at night.

There was almost no one in the dark corridor on the second floor, and there was a row of ic phone card machines at the end, so she hurriedly called home.

Sun Rongfang returned home and received a call from her daughter in the evening and said happily, "I was going to call you. When I returned, I told your aunt that you had saved people on the train. She then said that she would let your cousin, who is a medical student at Zhongshan, contact you. Since you don't have a tutor, I said, okay."

Has Zhou Ruomei's attitude changed? Was she willing to concede defeat by facing the facts?

Xie Wanying was not as optimistic as her mother though. "Mother, go home and get some rest. Don't worry about me."

What Xie Wanying most wanted to say to her mother was the last sentence. She didn't want her mother to worry about her all day.

"I know you'll do well in school. What your aunt said to me is correct, in my opinion. You can fall in love in school if you have the time. Otherwise, you'll be too old to find someone after eight years of study."

For a long time, she had an inkling that Zhou Ruomei would not give up.

Despite the fact that she knew her niece should be focusing on her studies to become a doctor, she counseled her mother to push her to encourage her to fall in love when she was just a freshman.

"Of course, your grandfather mentioned that it is most necessary for you to read good books first, and the rest is not a matter," remarked Sun Rongfang, recalling what the other person had said.

Xie Wanying's heart was touched; it was not common for the family to have an elderly member who could empathize with the feelings of the younger members.

After that, Xie Wanying told her mother not to call over, and she would call home frequently to update her on her situation.

Her daughter was so sensible that Sun Rongfang hung up the phone with ease.

When Xie Wanying had finished calling home, she turned around and thought about the meeting she had tonight with the three teachers.

She could see Zhu Huicang was questioning her in a similar way to Ren Chongda, who was constantly debating whether or not a woman could make a competent physician.

If they knew she would opt for cardiothoracic surgery, Zhu Huicang would not be the first to speak out against it.

She could only prove her ability to dispel their skepticism.

When Xie Wanying went back to school, Zhao Zhaowei mentioned that the hospital had a special kiosk that sold medical equipment. Xie Wanying quickly searched for it. This store was easy to find thanks to the directions provided by Zhao Zhaowei. At night, there were few customers in the store. Xie Waning was standing alone at the counter, selecting needle holders, tweezers, and other instruments. With these instruments, she could practice the basics of suturing in her dormitory.

She was overly enthusiastic and oblivious.

Someone who was standing nearby her, had been secretly observing her. When she turned her head, she was taken aback to discover that the man's face appeared to be very familiar to her. She glanced at the other party, but soon the other party turned his head away, leaving the side face of a dashing and poised young man.

"What do you want to buy?" The shopkeeper asked the boy. "I want to buy..."

This low, slightly muffled voice recalled Xie Wanying's memory of the phone call she had received the previous night, so she asked, "Are you our class monitor Yue?"

Zhao Zhaowei said that the person who informed the class of the meeting last night was Yue Wentong, the temporary class monitor of their class.

When she spoke his name, Yue Wentong had no choice but to nod his head.

Both of them looked at the things they bought, almost the same, which were needle holders and other instruments for learning basic surgical operations. The difference was that Yue Wentong bought more than she did. Obviously, she didn't need to save money.

Another customer came, this time a big customer. A little, thin man approached.

"Dr. Zhang, hello, hello," the shopkeeper exclaimed as he greeted heartily.