Famous Among Top Surgeons in the 90s
Chapter 849 - Chapter 849 849 Guoxie only wants heroes

Chapter 849: [849] Guoxie only wants heroes Chapter 849: [849] Guoxie only wants heroes But coming back to that, what did the junior sister, also a surgical intern, think of the exam question arranged by Tao Zhijie?

The answer? Xie Wanying only knew that when she arrived, Senior Tao had never intended to have her and Doctor Song take the exam. It wasn’t that there was anything wrong with them, it probably was because Senior Tao was more familiar with their situations and therefore didn’t find it necessary to have them take a special exam.

Choosing from a wide range of questions seemed very lenient, which fit Senior Tao’s Buddhist disposition. However, the excellent students present at the exam seemed to find themselves in a difficult dilemma.

Who wouldn’t want to show off their skills to the clinical teachers upon arrival, stand out, and soar to new heights with the teachers’ appreciation?

But if their performance turned into a disaster, even if the teachers didn’t mind, they would become the laughingstock among their fellow interns.

In such a situation, choosing a question that they were most confident in answering was the wise choice.

Having thought it through, one after another, the surgical interns who went on stage mostly chose the basic questions with the pig skin props, and a few selected to stitch fruits. As for eggs and tofu, nobody dared to touch them.

Not tackling difficult questions, but as long as one was confident about their stitching skills and performed the sutures smoothly and beautifully, they believed they could score high in front of the teachers. This logic was similar to participating in an Olympic gymnastics routine competition.

These people seemed to have forgotten which department and hospital they were interning at. He Xiangyu thought, as she curled her lip. At Guoxie, conservatism would be kicked out because President Wu didn’t like that sort of person.

To contend for being a top-tier international hospital, Guoxie had to be proactive and ambitious. Doctors who lacked a spirit of adventure couldn’t develop new techniques to assist the hospital in achieving first place.

The correct approach should be to show the courage to take on challenges, even if it led to failure. However, this was exactly what most academically excellent students lacked.

After a long wait, finally, a male student stepped on stage and approached the plate with the eggs.

He Xiangyu whispered into Xie Wanying’s ear, “He is Doctor Dai’s son, Dai Nanhui, who studies at Rongji Medical College.”

Rongji Medical College is an esteemed institution with a long history of education, ranking closely with Zhongshan Medical College in her hometown. Its several affiliated hospitals are equally famous nationwide, each with its own specialty.

It could be said that if not for Doctor Dai’s connection, Dai Nanhui would not have needed to come for an internship at Guoxie Association Hospital. He would have had plenty of choices among the affiliated hospitals of Rongji Medical College.

Looking at the young man’s silhouette from behind, he had a tall and slender figure like her classmate Lin Hao, except he was slightly shorter than Lin Hao, and although his features were not as cool as Lin Hao’s, he was equally handsome, no wonder he was so popular with the girls.

Qiu Ruiyun gave the instruction, “First, crack a piece of the shell.”

“Yes,” Dai Nanhui responded to the examiner, picked up the egg and, after observing it, gently tapped the flatter end on the table, carefully removed a few pieces of the shell to reveal the flowing egg white and yolk inside.

The fellow interns watching felt like they were about to suffocate: How on earth do you stitch this thing?

Dai Nanhui’s face looked a bit tense as he felt that the reality of cracking the shell and then prying it open a bit more was more challenging than he had anticipated.

“Scrub nurse.” Qiu Ruiyun waved her hand down, calling someone to help him.

When it was her turn to step up, He Xiangyu walked onto the stage, performing the action of rolling up her sleeves. The egg couldn’t be laid flat; if they did, the egg white and yolk would probably all flow out. Someone had to hold the egg in place.

As she secured the egg for the person, He Xiangyu carefully instructed, “When you start stitching later, remember not to prick my hand.”