"Sorry Mom! I've been busy for a day and I've been free, and I remembered that my phone fell down. I just borrowed the department's backup public cell phone to call you." Han Xiangyang briefly said what happened to work today.

Liu Xiaolan's tone was full of heartache, "So tired? After working for dozens of hours, how can I bear it? No, son, let's stop doing this job, let's change one, why don't I ask your uncle..."

Han Xiangyang interrupted and said with a smile: "It's okay! I feel very happy, a pleasant job. Mom! It's easy to find a job now, but it's not easy to find someone you like and can support yourself."

"Mom thinks it's not good. If you are on duty for dozens of hours in a row, the old social capitalists will not take such a person." Liu Xiaolan's voice refuted.

"Mom! You should rest quickly! I am just worried that you will not be able to sleep well. If you have something to do, I will talk to you about it in detail if I get off work tomorrow."

Liu Xiaolan felt that she had a lot of questions to ask, but she couldn't explain it clearly on the phone, so she decided to wait until Han Xiangyang got off work and then explain it in detail. Anyway, she made up her mind that she really couldn't get a job of this intensity.

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After finishing the call, he remembered something and logged into the class WeChat group.

As soon as I logged in, someone in the group @ him.

"Yangyang! Are you looking for a job? Report tonight?" @He is a friend in the class and a roommate in the same dormitory.

Yesterday, Liu Jian @ him, and he casually said that he had found a job and would report to you tomorrow.

Then a classmate criticized: "Student Han Xiangyang, the group stipulates that anyone who finds a job must report publicly in the group. You kid can't bury the meat in the meal, right?"

"What good job is still hidden?"

"Become the emperor?"

Looking at the students' jokes, he smiled and publicly "reported" his work in the group as agreed.

It was almost 12 a.m., but his news suddenly exploded!

Within ten minutes, more than thirty people floated and bombarded more than 1,700 messages and various pictures in succession.

Among them, his classmate and roommate Liu Jian hated his uncontested persuasion and persuaded him, saying, "The department with many women is the most terrible, there are many trivial matters and small things, and it is easy to intrigue. Various "palace fights" were staged, and they were exposed by menopause superiors in minutes...

"Yangyang! Even if you choose a Chinese medicine hospital, don't go to the gynecology department for internship rotation!!!" Liu Jian posted three pictures of hitting his head with a hammer, "Not mentioning the internal and external bones, there are also the anorectal skin, 5-feature oncology and nephropathy department, which is enough for you to rotate for a few years...MMP!"

Zhang Jitang, who was rarely spoken in the group, said: "This time I support Jianzi without hesitation. You have to get a doctor's certificate first. OK. Go to another department to rotate. Don't go to gynecology. You should remember that my internship in college was arranged to be in the provincial maternal and child health hospital. Oh my! The female patient is too difficult to serve, the male patient is relatively calm and obedient, and the female patient is pretentious and artificial. On the third day of my internship, I arranged for a female patient to get out of bed early after the operation. She always screamed and then lay on the bed motionless. She had been like this for several days... For me, that period was simply a nightmare."

"Come to our company, I will introduce you to join the company and listed pharmaceutical companies. With your ability, you can do QC for a few years first, and there is no barrier to transferring QA..."

"Yangyang, although I am a woman, I support you morally, but I will stop you in friendship. Otherwise, come to our company, a medical representative, you have enough conditions to support you in your success.^_~"

"By the way, so far, it seems that Yangyang, you are all in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, so good!"

"O_O Haha! Han Xiangyang, you actually went to the gynecology department? I sweat! I sweat wildly!"

"Sympathy! Deeply sympathize! Let me tell you my personal experience. Last year, when I went to the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital for internship, I met a senior brother who graduated from graduate school and looked a little handsome! But even if I can't catch up with our male god Han. He was often entangled by a 43-4-year-old female patient and designated a gynecological examination for her. No one can replace her. When she was examined, she screamed in excitement. A month later, the senior brother was forced to be transferred...*^_^*"

"Hehe! Do you still remember Fu Hong from the next class? During the internship, he was doing abdominal examinations on a female patient in her twenties. After a while, she was slapped by the patient's husband in the face. He fought back, but was besieged by the family group and beaten up. Finally, the school and hospital even made an apology."

"Didn't Fu Hong drop out of school because of this?"

"I heard that he opened a small hotel in Shenzhen Stock Exchange?"

"It seems like my girlfriend is breaking up about this-"

"Han Xiangyang, it's not that I'm scaring you. If you worked in gynecology for two months, your sexual orientation will probably be reversed..."

"Once Yang Yang's sexual orientation is reversed, the cliff will be a major loss for the young women of the motherland!"

"Student Han should not have any orientation problems. However, the threshold in the future will be a little high, and he will not be impulsive and difficult to be excited. Hehe! If you see too much, you will be physically more good and bad, and the perfection of various parts is mainly because you have fewer psychologically attractive..."

"It's over, our male god Han himself has extremely high requirements. If this continues..."

Han Xiangyang smiled and turned off social software. Most of these students were kind-hearted. Although there were a few people who praised him and said that the class was based on him to inherit the traditional Chinese medicine culture.

No matter how big the words were, Han Xiangyang neither took them seriously nor was angry. After all, his choice was indeed contrary to the current trend.

If he had not obtained a magical diagnosis and treatment system, his mentality would not have been so peaceful. As for the inheritance and development of traditional Chinese medicine, Han Xiangyang felt that he could really save it.

Especially the system and what happened tonight, he saw some light!

Thinking of the system, he opened the system interface and checked!

The auxiliary toolbar previously stored two cards, one orange A-level affinity card and one orange-red lucky card. Now, there is only one orange-red lucky card left.

However, three characters were lit up in a dark area before - the Medical Skills Bar!

The first line of the medical skills column - eight half-lock advanced massage and massage!

This should be given by the system just now. It is also the first medical skill he obtained from the system.

The eyes moved down.

Hey! Didn’t the system reward 2,000 points after completing random treatment? Why is it still 500 points? Su Tian had 600 points before, and used holographic images to consume 100 points, leaving 500. Adding the 2,000 points rewarded after completing treatment, it should be 2,500.

The system immediately responded: "The completion of treatment as mentioned in this system is a complete cure. Given that the host's treatment of Su Tian is not thorough, reward points cannot be provided."

"Oh oh!" Han Xiangyang asked curiously, "I will provide a plaster and massage potion provided by the system today. If I need it next time, will the system provide it?"

"It can be sold to the host, no free. Today is a random task, a special case."

"For sale, buy it? What do I use to buy it? Isn't it using points, right?"

"The host is smart! It's just redeeming points."

"It seems that this point is of some use!" Han Xiangyang murmured and asked again: "What about the medicinal formula for applying plaster and massage potion? Can't I make it myself?"

"Sorry! This conversation is over!"

The system immediately fell silent, and no matter how Han Xiangyang asked, he ignored it.

Han Xiangyang reached out helplessly and rubbed his sore eyes. It was already 12:50 in the morning.
Chapter completed!