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Zhou Wenyuan's tone was still not very gentle, but the admonition in his words was very clear.

"The provincial competition is not like in-hospital training; don't just focus on looking at case studies."

Gu Lin looked at him.

Zhou Wenyuan continued:

"Teammates are also very important. In a rescue situation, no matter how steady one person is, they can't make decisions for everyone."

Gu Lin felt a slight pressure on his heart.

In his past life, he was used to thinking about all the details in advance and keeping the risks within his control.

But this life is different.

He was surrounded by Lin Xiuyuan, Zhao Qiming, Xu Ran, Shen Qing, and Zhou Ziqian.

There are also teachers who are strict in their words, but always stand behind him.

He nodded slowly.

"clear."

Lin Hanchuan took a step closer. He didn't interrupt Zhou Wenyuan, but only added a sentence when Gu Lin looked up.

He's right about that.

Lin Hanchuan's gaze fell on him.

"The competition tests teamwork, not individual heroism. You are the core, but not everything."

Zhou Wenyuan raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards Lin Hanchuan showing a hint of surprise.

"It's rare to find that I agree with Director Lin."

Lin Hanchuan closed the documents in his hand, speaking in a calm and unhurried tone.

"There are times like that occasionally."

Gu Lin: "..."

I don't know why, but I feel that the two directors are particularly energetic today.

Zhou Wenyuan glanced at him and added another sentence.

"You still need to practice the basics."

"it is good."

Song Zhe finally couldn't help but clap his hands at the door.

"pretty."

The instructor glanced at him, and Song Zhe immediately stopped, pretending that he had just patted the thermos.

On the rest day, the Science and Education Department did not arrange any high-intensity training. Instead, they had six people familiarize themselves with the competition schedule, check their credentials, and organize their belongings.

Gu Lin continued his routine ward rounds and wrote patient progress notes.

Song Zhe watched him sit in front of the computer typing medical records, his expression indescribable.

"Gu Lin".

"Um?"

"Your provincial competition is the day after tomorrow."

"I know."

Song Zhe pointed to his computer.

"Then why are you still writing patient progress notes?"

Gu Lin stopped what he was doing and tilted his head to look at him.

The patient is still hospitalized today.

Song Zhe opened his mouth, but all the words he had prepared got stuck in his throat.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally could only put his hands into the pockets of his white coat.

well.

That cannot be refuted.

Lin Hanchuan walked past without stopping.

"Finish writing before you leave."

Song Zhe frowned, looking like he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Director, please don't really exploit the contestants."

Lin Hanchuan stopped in his tracks, slightly raised his eyelids, and asked in a calm tone as if he were asking what he wanted for lunch.

"You wrote it for him?"

Song Zhe's expression, which had just been defending Gu Lin, vanished instantly.

He sat back down in his seat and picked up the mouse.

"Gu Lin, keep it up!"

Gu Lin: "..."

The night before the provincial competition, Gu Lin returned to his dormitory and checked his credentials, white coat, pen, and competition notice.

Before leaving, Chen Mu even drew him a very auspicious fortune stick and told him to carry it with him, saying that he would definitely get first place.

On my phone, messages from the team's group chat kept popping up.

Zhao Qiming: "Meet at the east gate of the hospital at 7:00 AM tomorrow."

Xu Ran: "Received."

Shen Qing: "Don't forget your ID card, competition certificate, and white coat."

Zhou Ziqian: "And a pen."

Lin Xiuyuan: "The review materials have been compiled and sent to the group."

Gu Lin looked at these messages and replied with a single word.

"it is good."

The phone vibrated again as soon as the message was sent; it was from Zhou Wenyuan.

"Don't stay up late tonight, go to bed early."

Gu Lin stared at those words for two seconds, then quickly received another message.

"Before you go on stage tomorrow, go over the emergency room procedures in your mind. Don't sacrifice your fundamentals for a fancy answer."

Gu Lin lowered his eyes to look at the screen, and his shoulders, which had been tense from organizing the documents, slowly relaxed.

Zhou Wenyuan's tone was still stern as usual, but beneath that sternness lay a very real concern.

Gu Lin lowered his head and typed a line of text.

"clear."

Zhou Wenyuan paused for a few seconds, and finally only replied with one sentence.

"Get a decent ranking, don't embarrass me."

Gu Lin looked at the line of text, tapped the screen lightly with his fingertips, and replied after a moment.

"it is good."

The system interface lights up silently.

[Provincial competition training phase completed]

Teamwork Rating: A+

Team stability: Excellent

[Main Quest Update: Provincial Resident Physician Clinical Skills Competition]

[Goal: To finish in the top three]

[Hidden Objective: Complete the case analysis with the highest score across the entire session]

Gu Lin closed the interface and then put all the documents into his bag.

The next morning, at the east gate of the hospital, before it was fully light, the six people arrived one after another.

After verifying the documents, the white coats and pens were also checked.

The faces of the group showed signs of not having slept enough, but their eyes were wide awake.

Gu Lin was the last to walk over, with Song Zhe beside him, carrying a bag of breakfast.

"Take them all, don't compete on an empty stomach."

Zhao Qiming was taken aback.

"Teacher Song, you're quite thoughtful."

Song Zhe's lips twitched.

"Don't misunderstand, I was worried that your low blood sugar would affect our hospital's chances of winning the award."

Shen Qing smiled and accepted the breakfast.

"Thank you, Teacher Song."

Song Zhe waved his hand and turned to look at Gu Lin.

"You, in particular, should eat."

Gu Lin took the soy milk, sipped it, and said something in response.

"Thank you, Teacher Song."

Song Zhe looked at him and reached out to put another box of motion sickness medicine into his pocket.

"Compete well, but don't be too tense. When you're actually on the field, just play like you normally would."

Gu Lin looked down at the soy milk in his hand, then looked up at Song Zhe, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"it is good."

Lin Hanchuan also arrived. He didn't say much, but simply handed a document to Gu Lin.

"Take another look on the way."

Gu Lin took it; it was a summary of past provincial competition questions, with a few lines of handwritten notes from Lin Hanchuan at the bottom of the page.

Gu Lin tightened his grip on the documents.

"Thank you, Director."

Lin Hanchuan looked at him.

"take it easy."

After speaking, he paused for a moment, then added casually.

"Just perform normally, that's enough."

Song Zhe muttered to himself from the side.

"Director, you're even more pretentious than I am when you say that."

Lin Hanchuan glanced at him, and Song Zhe immediately shut up.

At this moment, Zhou Wenyuan also walked over from the direction of the operating room. He was still wearing the operating room's isolation gown, and there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

As soon as Song Zhe saw him, he immediately raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Director Zhou, are you here to see someone off too?"