"I" studied very seriously, and Ji Xiang also looked like this.

Anyway, I am idle and idle, so I am good at studying neurology.

"I" eat while studying, and my eyes are always staring at the content searched on professional websites on my mobile phone.

Time is tight, but it seems to be fine.

It doesn’t matter if the Department of Neurology receives less than 10 patients in one night. Compared with urology, Neurology is a hellish existence.

Today, such a small number of patients is nothing to the doctor of Shennei.

After dinner, I hurried to the hospital. As soon as I walked into the department, a big hand suddenly pressed him against the wall.

"Ji Xiang, are you fucking dead?" A strong man in white clothes, like a gorilla in white clothes, roared in a low voice.

“…”

Ji Xiang was stunned.

What's the situation?

"I" seem to suffer from such things often, and are not surprised, but a little scared.

Bullying?

Ji Xiang scratched his head.

In such a strange world, there is actually bullying.

"I hurriedly finished reading the diagnosis and medical records of the patients who were handing over the shift, and I was almost late." The doctor said fiercely, "If you send the handing over records so late tomorrow, see how I will kill them.

you!"

“…”

"I" lowered my head and said nothing, Ji Xiang was also stunned.

What's this all about!

Use your time to take down the shift record so that colleagues have enough time to preview so that they don’t get up and scolded by the director. This is a good thing for a good person.

It would be fine if you don’t thank me, you can’t bully yourself for this matter.

It's really unreasonable. Why is it a little late? The doctor who looks like a butcher is so domineering and unhappy.

As for "self", Ji Xiang believes that he is similar to an old subject like Zhao Zhe.

He was bullied in the department and didn't say a word, but just laughed. When he "taken" Zhao Zhe out of Yuanliao's hospital, he was the kind of virtue.

Later, when he was scheduled for a show, Zhao Zhe's former colleague took someone to see a doctor, and he had no respect for him.

The old attendant is really a strange group, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

"Remember it!" asked a butcher-like doctor.

"I" nodded.

"A little earlier tomorrow!"

After saying that, he opened the door of the duty room and walked to the office.

"I" also changed my clothes, constantly memorizing the relevant knowledge about the diagnosis of patients who were handing over shifts, and hurried to the office.

At exactly 8 o'clock.

An old doctor walked in with his hands behind his back.

Although he and the system NPC both have their hands behind their backs, his posture gives Ji Xiang a feeling of being arrogant and domineering.

After the shift was over, the director looked straight and did not speak. The doctors under his command went to pick up the paper one by one like little sheep, and then began to write dictatedly.

If there was no previous incident of being in the winter, Ji Xiang would have thought that this place was very strict, or even a bit strict.

But now, Ji Xiang looked at all this coldly.

Although it is from the perspective of an onlooker, Ji Xiang has a very bad feeling.

"I" dictation was smooth, but a doctor seemed to have a problem with his dictation. His forehead began to sweat and his hands were shaking a little.

A black aura appeared faintly on the director's body, and Ji Xiang frowned and looked at all.

He didn't know if the black aura was his own hallucination or...

In just a moment, Ji Xiang's back became cold.

A figure appeared faintly in the black aura, but Ji Xiang found that no one seemed to see it except "self".

The figure gradually became real behind the director. Ji Xiang could see it very clearly. It was the woman in white whom he had just come here in his dream.

Is this a dream?

Or is this a fantasy world?

Ji Xiang stared at the woman behind the old director in a daze, and suddenly a thought rose in his heart - how great would it be if the woman grabbed the old director's neck.

In a different way, Ji Xiang began to review his mistakes.

Ji Xiang can do things like this in three exams, and the old director is just a little strict, so there is no need to think so.

"Time is up." The old director said in a deep voice.

Ji Xiang took a look, 8:15.

The colleague handed in the papers one after another, but "I" deliberately delayed. The colleague who had not finished the answer gave the paper to the director.

"Is this your answer?" The old director stretched his eyes and the arrogant and domineering spirit suddenly appeared.

"Director, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Are you sorry to me or I'm sorry to you? I don't even know the basic principle of brain dissolution due to long-term alcoholism. What the hell are you doing to eat!"

"..." The little doctor lowered his head and was about to cry.

The woman in white behind the old director raised her hand, her nails shining like a dagger.

It won't...

An incredible idea flashed through Ji Xiang's mind.

But it seems normal. The woman is standing behind the old director, and nothing she does is unexpected.

This must be a dream, it must be.

Ji Xiang must be a dream, a nightmare.

In the gloomy, terrifying, and familiar environment, Ji Xiang gradually lost.

"I can't even have such a little thing. The safety of the patient's life is in the hands of someone like you. Who can rest assured!"

"You are still a doctor, you are a butcher!"

"Get out, get out of the personnel department and report, I, Wang Chengfa, don't have a coward like you!"

The old director kept roaring, his expression became more and more ferocious, and the white hair on his temples disappeared from kindness. He wanted to poke the little doctor through each spear and halberd.

The woman in white behind the old director had raised her hand.

"Get out! People like you who are unresponsible are not worthy of clinical work at all! Get out! Didn't you hear talking to you? Are you deaf?"

The old director sternly scolded.

The woman in white did not use her nails to transform into a knife this time, nor did she turn into a horse with her qi. She grabbed her head with both hands and twisted it hard.

Let's get stuck~

The woman's head turned 270°, and at the same time the young doctor's head also turned 270°.

The little doctor didn't even scream, and fell to the ground softly.

Ji Xiang felt chill all over his body, and he had already started to shivering before he knew it. His upper and lower teeth were knocking together, making a clattering sound.

Although he was brave and had seen many emergency rescue patients lying in pools of blood, Ji Xiang could not accept it no matter what.

"Waste." The old director threw a sentence, glanced at Ji Xiang's paper, and then went out with his hands behind his back.

"I" followed the old director, and my heart was trembling. Ji Xiang could feel the fear of "I".

The woman in white pulled the falling little doctor's legs away, and none of the people around seemed to see it. Both the woman in white and the little doctor seemed to have turned into air.

Ji Xiang slowly closed his eyes. For a moment, Ji Xiang remembered that he was empathizing. But this thought was not strong. He had already completely fallen into it without realizing it, and even forgot that the system NPC told him that he could quit at any time.
Chapter completed!