HLnovel Chapter 179 So angry she suffered gastrointestinal bleeding
Chapter 179 So angry she suffered gastrointestinal bleeding
Cheng Zhuoli didn't hide anything and handed the note to the group leader, telling the two girls the question: "Gastrointestinal bleeding."
Diseases of the digestive system are indeed much simpler compared to diseases of the respiratory and cardiovascular systems.
Furthermore, they have experienced every type of digestive system disease, from the patient's initial consultation to their complete recovery and discharge.
“I also want to play a patient.” Cheng Zhuoli was the first to take on the role of a bleeding patient.
Each role was played by four different people in order to gain a better understanding of all the relevant knowledge about the disease.
Seeing his keen interest, Zhou Ping knew he was up to no good.
An Xiaoyue and Hua Lan also thought of Cheng Zhuoli's exaggerated acting when they rehearsed before. He really is a very outgoing and unrestrained male college student!
The three of them remained silent, which was considered an admission that Cheng Zhuoli was the patient.
Who will play the doctor?
An Xiaoyue pursed her lips, her eyes darted around, and her gaze fell on Hua Lan.
During the second stop, Hua Lan played a supporting role, and in the third stop, we couldn't let the self-conscious Hua Lan play a supporting role again.
Otherwise, she would definitely think that the final results were all thanks to her, and that she did nothing at all.
Upon receiving An Xiaoyue's message, Zhou Ping immediately understood and entrusted the important task to Hua Lan, saying, "Hua Lan, for this stop, you will be the doctor in the gastroenterology department."
"Me!" Hua Lan pointed at her nose, looking at Zhou Ping in disbelief, then at Cheng Zhuoli and An Xiaoyue, "Can I?"
"Why not?" Zhou Ping retorted.
“Yes, Cheng Zhuoli’s unconventional thinking and exaggerated acting skills are so good that only you can keep from laughing. If I laugh, my lucky baby in my belly will feel like an earthquake.” An Xiaoyue put her hand on her shoulder and said very sincerely.
Hua Lan nervously twisted her fingers. "What if I asked the wrong question?"
Zhou Ping: "Impossible. You were so well prepared, and you performed perfectly during practice. There won't be any problems."
Straight men don't know how to comfort people, so they can only encourage her by agreeing with what Hua Lan said.
Cheng Zhuoli: "If you ask the wrong question, I'll play the role of an rude patient and urge you to stop asking so many questions and stop the bleeding quickly, or I'll vomit blood and die!"
Hua Lan's face turned pale with fright. "Spitting blood? What if you went into shock before I could even arrange all the necessary tests?"
Cheng Zhuoli: "Then I'll play a character with chronic gastrointestinal bleeding."
"Huh?" Hua Lan scratched her head, not understanding.
Cheng Zhuoli feigned mystery, "You'll find out in a moment. How can a doctor know how a patient is bleeding?"
Hua Lan hesitated, "Okay, I... I'll play the doctor."
Zhou Ping: "OK, I'll play the doctor in the laboratory and recite the relevant reports."
“Then I’ll play the patient’s family member and add the symptoms.” An Xiaoyue also found her role.
Hua Lan grabbed her tightly, as if a drowning person were grasping at a straw, and said:
“No, Xiaoyue, how about you play my superior doctor? That way, I can call you when I can’t make up my mind.”
"Uh~"
The three of them suddenly felt powerless, realizing that all the adrenaline they had given to Hua Lan had been used up by the bleeding symptom.
Seeing her pitiful, trembling appearance, the three knew she was just having stage fright, and their hearts softened, so they didn't say anything more.
“Okay.” An Xiaoyue agreed. It’s not uncommon in clinical practice for young doctors to mentor expert doctors.
After agreeing on their roles, the group sat quietly, recalling relevant knowledge about gastrointestinal bleeding in their minds.
This time, they were ranked quite low, ninth.
No matter how lively the stage was or how happy the students around them were, they were not affected and focused on preparing their respective tasks.
Hua Lan didn't talk to her, and An Xiaoyue was also a little bored, so she looked at the stage and the sunlight outside the window by herself.
In Ding Liang's view, this scene showed the composure and calmness of someone whose ranking had been predetermined.
If they can buy their way into getting her a prestigious job, why can't they just get her a good hospital internship?
Why bother competing with them for attention, and why make it all seem so high and mighty!
Ding Liang's mind was entirely focused on how to expose An Xiaoyue, and he didn't spend much time discussing things with his team members.
This led to numerous mistakes in their portrayal of the "pneumonia" disease.
Ding Liang led his dejected team members off the stage, and as he passed An Xiaoyue and the others, he couldn't help but glare at them.
The four were bewildered when they were inexplicably gouged out.
However, Cheng Zhuoli knew how to infuriate people. He swayed and turned around in his chair with a grin, looking smug.
Ding Liang was furious and punched the back of the chair.
The noise was quite loud, and all the students around looked over.
"These are the students in the eight-year integrated bachelor's, master's and doctoral program. With their level, if there weren't special cases, they would have been eliminated in the preliminary rounds long ago."
"Don't tell me, that person just came in second place."
"He only came in second place in the first leg. The results for the second leg haven't come out yet. His wounds aren't even fully healed. How could he possibly get first place?"
"Exactly, look at An Xiaoyue, how steady she is. She's in first place, and she's even using a template. What has she said? She's just quietly preparing for her own task, without ever paying attention to anyone else."
"They're number one every year, not just occasionally! Of course they're full of confidence."
Hearing the whispers and comments from his classmates, some praising and some criticizing, Ding Liang felt a surge of anger rising within him.
His classmates in the same group all lowered their heads in embarrassment.
The three of them shared a rare consensus: being grouped with someone like Ding Liang was a disgrace to eight-year compulsory education students.
The sunlight outside the window had become dazzling, and the cicadas were chirping noisily; the competition was finally drawing to a close.
An Xiaoyue and her three group members stood on the stage and introduced themselves one by one.
Zhou Ping: "I am Zhou Ping, the team leader. The disease our team was assigned is gastrointestinal bleeding, and I am playing the role of a laboratory doctor."
Cheng Zhuoli: "I am the patient with gastrointestinal bleeding, Cheng Zhuoli."
Hua Lan: "I am a gastroenterologist, Hua Lan."
When it was An Xiaoyue's turn, the judges' curious gazes fell on her. What kind of role would An Xiaoyue play?
She said, "I am Dr. Hua Lan's senior doctor who is available whenever she calls."
This identity came as a complete surprise to everyone.
The judges and honorary principals all laughed in unison, each thinking of their own unruly students who were disappointing and constantly tarnishing their teachers' reputations.
They're not senior doctors at all; they're just "mothers-in-law" who clean up messes and protect reputations at every turn.
After the four people finished introducing themselves, they took their seats at their respective posts.
An Xiaoyue sat alone behind a desk labeled "Department Head's Office".
Cheng Zhuoli walked in with the registration slip, slumped onto a stool, and let out a groan.
"Doctor, I think I'm going to die?"
This sudden yet familiar scene almost made the judges burst out laughing along with the students in the audience.
“Cheng Zhuoli, patient, please tell me slowly, where do you feel unwell?” Hua Lan frowned, looking at Cheng Zhuoli with concern.
“Last night, my classmate Ding Liang said that I definitely wouldn’t get first place in the medical skills competition, and I was so angry that my stomach hurt.”
An Xiaoyue and Zhou Ping were stunned. This was the bleeding method Cheng Zhuoli had mentioned, which caused them to suffer gastrointestinal bleeding from anger.
During this period, Ding Liang's provocations really irritated Cheng Zhuoli, making him so frustrated he almost bled!
The students were also taken aback.
Isn't this blatantly complaining in front of the principal, dean, teachers, and judges?
The students in the audience couldn't help but be curious and glance at the person involved's reaction.
Ding Liang's face alternated between pale and flushed, his fists clenched and unclenched again. "You bastard Cheng Zhuoli!"
First place? You're dreaming!
On stage, Cheng Zhuoli was still vividly describing his symptoms, "This morning when I defecated, he said my stool was shiny black, which meant I was definitely sick, and he even said I was going to die."