Famous Among Top Surgeons in the 90s

Chapter 64: Emergency Care for Trauma 4
 

Not to mention that later, the train station wanted to award her with a banner in recognition for saving someone’s life with her medical skills.

Everyone actually found the rumor hard to believe; they always assumed that the train station must have made some mistake.

Now, seeing her, she seemed to understand—External, Surgery, Stop, Blood?!

“Hey, you—” Seeing that she seemed to be taking the initiative to place gauze and bandages on the patient’s thigh, Yue Wentong voiced his dissent, “You should know, we are just freshmen in our first year; wouldn’t it be better to ask the teacher how to proceed first?”

As he spoke, he took out his phone to call the instructor, Ren Chongda, for help.

Xie Wanying had no time to pay attention to him; she targeted the femoral artery pressure point, first placing a gauze pad and two bundles of bandages on the pressure point to stop the bleeding.

Hurry, hurry, the blood must be stopped first.

Beep beep beep, Yue Wentong’s Nokia phone was ringing.

At the Awang Stir-fry Restaurant, after Xie Wanying left and Zhang Xiaohui subsequently entered with two girlfriends in tow, they approached the three teachers who were dining, flicked their long hair, and called out, “Senior Cao.”

As expected, Ren Chongda and Zhu Huicang thought, the students who came to see the three of them always called for Cao Yong first. Only Xie Wanying, who had just been there, was the exception, directing her attention solely towards Zhu Huicang.

Handsome Cao, who was busy shoveling rice into his mouth, didn’t even lift his head, as if he heard and saw nothing, only caring about filling his own stomach first.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohui and the other two stood by, awkward and stiff, for quite a while, then turned to call out to Zhu Huicang and Ren Chongda first, “Senior Zhu, Senior Ren.”

“You can call me teacher,” Zhu Huicang immediately corrected their way of addressing.

Not under any circumstances can one casually claim seniors and juniors. To acknowledge them recklessly would leave one open to ridicule, equating it to calling pigs, dogs, and sheep ‘senior’, which would be laughable. Guoxie graduated thousands of students every year, and Zhu Huicang, counting offhandedly, had tens of thousands of juniors; thus, he would never let just anyone on the street call him ‘senior’.

‘Senior’ signifies a close relationship within the same school. A teacher can simply be a term used in society to address an elder from whom one learns, even a bicycle repairman can be addressed as ‘teacher’ without misunderstanding.

Upon hearing Zhu Huicang’s words, Zhang Xiaohui’s face turned from red to white.

Everyone knew that it was difficult to get close to Cao Yong, but what she hadn’t expected was that the other two Musketeers were just the same as Cao Yong. It seemed her aspirations as the school beauty to get close to one of The Three Musketeers were very much elusive. Zhang Xiaohui was somewhat anxious; otherwise, she wouldn’t have hurriedly approached Cao Yong to greet him. After all, she was already a junior and would soon enter her clinical internship period.

The internship period was critical, as it would determine her future prospects.

For medical graduates, the best employment path was to stay in an academic institution or a hospital directly affiliated with a medical college.

It was hardest to stay in academia, requiring the highest academic qualifications. Even though Zhang Xiaohui was rated the school beauty, she only had a bachelor’s degree, which made it nearly impossible to stay in academia. Her only hope was to win favor with a clinical teacher and see if she could take an indirect path to stay at the hospital.

However, it was clear that this school beauty had absolutely no reputation in the eyes of The Three Musketeers.

Zhu Huicang, who even students did not like to casually claim as their senior, then carefully inquired about them, “Which major are you from, have you gone to the clinic yet? I don’t think I have ever seen you before.”

Zhang Xiaohui felt embarrassed right down to her toes. The teacher didn’t recognize her, the school beauty.

The two girls who came with Zhang Xiaohui introduced her to Teacher Zhu, “Teacher Zhu, this is Xiao Hui. If you come and go from our medical college, you should have heard our school’s radio broadcast. She broadcasts school news every day from our school’s radio station. Moreover, she is from our school’s art troupe. Whenever our school holds cultural performances, she is always on stage, and she also hosts the shows.”