In the corridor of the emergency room late at night, the smell of disinfectant mixed with the smell of blood penetrated people's noses.
Xie Zhiyi had just come out of the operating room. Her white coat was stained with blood. She glanced down and pulled her sleeves expressionlessly to cover up the dark red. She is twenty-five years old and has been in the emergency department of Wenzhou No. 1 Hospital for two years. She is the most junior, has the most work, and has been scolded the most.
"Thank you Zhiyi!"
She could recognize this voice with her eyes closed.
Director Wu stood at the nurse's station, holding a stack of medical records in his hand, and the flesh on his face trembled slightly with anger: "Look at the medical records you wrote! The words are like ants crawling, how do you want me to file them? Do you think that you can go to heaven just by being a doctor? Let me tell you, you are just a waste, worse than a graduate student!"
