Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the 500 young people in front of her. In fact, for him, these were 500 children.

No matter how you say your true age is already 33.

500 children were sitting neatly in chairs in the hall, waiting for Jiang Xiaoxiao's interview.

Through this screen, Jiang Xiaoxiao could see them, but they didn't know that there was a person watching them behind the wall.

Lu Fengming and Director Xiao are all here, and they accompany Jiang Xiaoxiao for an interview.

They also want to know what conditions are required to be a doctor.

They only knew that Jiang Xiaoxiao asked for an interview, but they didn't know how to test the interview at all.

This is not a test room. When they come, all the tests they pass through that channel will give an answer. What conditions, qualities, and strength each person determine the height of your future development.

But it was obvious that they couldn't see Jiang Xiaoxiao's test.

The door opened and an old man with a hunched back walked in.

Holding a broom in his hand, there was a lot of garbage scattered in the corner of the wall. Of course, it was an inconspicuous place. These students watched the old man walk past them without squinting and directly to the corner of the wall.

Holding a broom and jogging up to clean up the garbage there, everyone was waiting for the interviewer to enter.

Suddenly the old man fell down while covering his stomach and moaned in pain.

Everyone's eyes turned around.

Some people just glanced at the old man, then quickly turned their eyes back to the direction of the door, and sat there with anticipation waiting for the interviewer's progress.

Some people stared at the old man, seemingly hesitant.

Only three people finally stood up, and they walked over and helped the old man up.

"How are you doing?"

"It's okay, it's okay! I always have some problems with this and that when I get old. I just had a severe stomachache. I probably didn't eat in the morning. This is a stomachache that I have been suffering from years of age. I have not had a stomachache once or twice. Don't be afraid, it's nothing big, don't delay your interview."

The old man explained and pushed them away, signaling them to go back quickly.

The three of them hesitated for a moment, and two of them walked back to their seats and sat down. Only one of them turned around and opened the door and walked out.

Someone started whispering.

"Is this person withdrawing from the interview?"

"I think he is crazy. There are still people who don't want to be a doctor or a doctor, which is so glorious. They don't have to go out to fight monsters, and they can eat and drink spicy food here. I have heard that the doctors in the treatment center are idle all day long.

The best house I live in, eat the best food, and enjoy the protection of the top combat power. I can hear that the treatment center has three S-level combat powers to protect them there."

"Yes, I told my mother that I received a notice from the building manager asking me to come for the doctor's interview. My mother was so excited at that time that our family would become a wealthy family in one go."

While the people were talking, the door opened, and the interview student who had just walked out was finally back, panting, holding a small piece of dry bread in his hand and handed it to the old man.

"Old man, you eat it. Although I only have one piece of this bread, you are as old as my grandfather. If my grandfather is still there, if he encounters such a thing, I think I hope he can get such help. I help you like I have helped me."

The old man thanked him with excitement and quickly stuffed the bread into his mouth, as if he didn't even chew it, and he swallowed it all at once.

Obviously, something big happened when I was so excited.

The bread was dry and hard, and the old man rolled his eyes when he was choked, but he was still swallowing hard.

Because he couldn't breathe, his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he fell straight to the ground.

Obviously, this scene shocked everyone.

The boy who handed the bread to the old man was obviously frightened and hurriedly roared at his two companions.

Just like him, the two people who went to see the old man were obviously in the interview with him, and the three of them were familiar with each other.

"Hurry, go find a glass of water."

The companion stood up in panic, kicked down the chair behind him and heard a loud bang, and hurried out to find water.

Seven or eight boys also surrounded him, some patted the old man's back, and some helped him to calm down. I hope the old man could swallow it quickly.

Because this look makes people feel a little frightened.

Because the old man couldn't breathe, his entire neck began to become thicker, and his blood vessels bulged, and his hands were scratching his throat with force, as if he wanted to scratch a hole there so that he could breathe.

The rest of the people automatically moved their chairs away and kept a distance from the elderly and the group of children, not wanting to get involved in such matters.

Soon, the water was brought.

The old man did not seem to be relieved after feeding the water in.

The children were a little pale. They didn't know what to do. The old man's condition seemed to be getting worse and worse. Soon, because of suffocation, his whole head tilted and fell to the ground, obviously unconscious.

"Go and call someone! There is a clinic where we came in just now? Didn't we say we wanted to choose our teacher inside? He is a doctor and he can definitely save him."

The boy burst into tears. He had originally had a good intention to take the old man's life, which he unexpectedly expected.

Someone stood up and sneered.

"Haha, you're so naive. When did you hear that the doctor in the clinic would treat people without spending money? This is suffocation, because the food choked the trachea, which caused it. Can you take out the devil's eyes?

What should I do to send him to the treatment center for treatment? On our 900th floor, this is the basic common sense. Just wait for death if I get sick. Why do I have to do that? Besides, he died at such an old age, and it is also a pain to live."

"Shut up! He is so old, but why should he die? The lives of people on the 900th floor are not life? Should we people on the 900th floor be dead? I don't believe in life."

The boy wiped his tears and the moment he opened the door, he saw someone standing outside the door.

The bright light and shadow outside the door were behind him as if he had fallen directly from the sky, and suddenly became tall in everyone's eyes, as if he had wings.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the boy, "Do you want to save him?"

The boy nodded, "I want to save him, I want to save everyone, and the lives of our 900th floor are also life. Why should we wait for death? My grandfather once said that in the distant ancient times, the ancestors passed down to cure diseases and save people was the duty of doctors. They would not care about personal gains and losses, nor did they care about the person's profession, gender and status, and would not use anything to measure a standard for saving people, but why did it become like this now?"
Chapter completed!