Healing Doctor

Chapter 335 Fried Dough Sticks and Eggs

Ji Xiang was also reading a book.

However, he had no one to supervise him, and the system NPC thought these things were not important, as long as he could pass the exam, so Ji Xiang's pressure was very light.

Every day is filled with writing medical records, performing surgeries, and studying for exams; the days fly by.

A month later.

Ji Xiang got up early and prepared all the necessary materials for the exam, then checked them twice as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Working with Director Liu for a long time, he gradually developed obsessive-compulsive tendencies, finding three, five, or even seven checks insufficient. Ji Xiang even felt that at this rate, he would need to perform a whole set of "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" to constantly verify and confirm everything was correct.

However, being cautious is the right thing to do, and Ji Xiang gradually accepted this.

"Dad, I'm going to take the exam," Ji Xiang said to Ji Yongchang after finishing their meal.

"Do your best on the exam," Yoshinobu said dismissively.

"Hey." Ji Xiang didn't approve of his father's perfunctory attitude. He twirled the silly deer's head and went out to take the exam.

Upon opening the door, Ji Xiang saw Zhao Zhe standing at the entrance, waiting.

"Brother Zhao, what are you doing here?" Ji Xiang asked in confusion.

"Here, this is for you." Zhao Zhe shook the plastic bag in his hand. "It contains a fried dough stick and two eggs. When I was little, my mom always made me eat this before exams, saying it would bring good luck."

"..."

Ji Xiang looked at the fried dough sticks and eggs, trying hard to recall where this custom came from.

It seems to be Tianjin?

It seems that this custom also exists in Northeast China.

"Eat, eat." Zhao Zhe enthusiastically stuffed the fried dough sticks and eggs into Ji Xiang's hands. "Little Ji, after you finish your exams you will be a full-fledged doctor. Although you still can't perform many surgeries, at least you've taken the first step."

"When I took the medical licensing exam, it was really easy; you could basically pass just by showing up. I was just a little unlucky; I didn't take the old-fashioned method and had to take the exam. That exam was really strange; my answers and the answers of the people in front of me and the people next to me were 90% different. It was really weird."

"And then?" Ji Xiang asked.

"The three of us actually passed!" Zhao Zhe rambled on. "Xiao Ji, you said I felt like the teachers didn't even grade the papers."

"Later, it got stricter every year. Then the standardized residency training system was introduced. One of our dentists took the exam for eight years and still couldn't pass. He was always just coasting along. Actually, being a bottom-of-the-barrel dentist isn't so bad. At least you don't have to work night shifts, and you have a permanent position. They can't just ignore you. Without a license, you can slack off. It's all the same for you."

"But we're different, right?"

"Eat quickly, eat quickly. I also brought you a cup of soy milk, don't choke."

As Ji Xiang listened to Zhao Zhe's rambling on and on, he felt no gratitude, only annoyance at Zhao Zhe's excessive enthusiasm, for he had no idea how to swallow the fried dough sticks and eggs.

"That's how it is for us doctors—endless exams and promotions, only slightly better than nurses. Nurses really have it tough. No matter the hospital, the heads of nursing departments are like they're going through menopause, relentlessly pressuring nurses. If I were a nurse, I probably would have developed bipolar disorder long ago..."

Ji Xiang looked at Zhao Zhe helplessly.

"Xiao Ji, look at me, I'm talking too much again. Eat, hurry up and eat," Zhao Zhe said, "Don't let it interfere with your exam."

Ji Xiang sighed, swallowed the fried dough stick and egg, and mumbled, "Brother Zhao, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he got on his bicycle and rushed to the examination hall as if he were escaping.

Ji Xiang isn't worried about today's skills test.

The exam was held in the large lecture hall of the First Affiliated Hospital. When Ji Xiang arrived, he abandoned his car and saw Wang Daxiao's bald head.

"Teacher Wang..."

As Ji Xiang noticed Wang Daxiao's bald head, he also noticed what he was carrying.

Fried dough sticks, eggs.

"Xiao Ji, have you had breakfast? I brought it for you." Colonel Wang walked over with a smile and stuffed the fried dough sticks and eggs into Ji Xiang's hands. "Old Mo is the proctor today. We're taking a day off for surgery, so we didn't have much to do. I just came to check on your exam."

Ji Xiang looked at the fried dough sticks and eggs with a worried expression. Why did they bring these things?

It's just a skills test, what's so difficult about it?

"Eat up, have you had breakfast? Eat some more, eat some more. You're young, you have a good appetite."

Unable to refuse such hospitality, Ji Xiang had no choice but to close his eyes and stuff the fried dough sticks and eggs into his mouth.

"That's right, get a perfect score, keep it up," Colonel Wang said with a smile.

"Hmm." Ji Xiang was troubled and didn't say much to Colonel Wang before quickly walking inside.

He was genuinely afraid of encountering fried dough sticks and eggs again.

Many resident trainees were waiting in the corridor, some even holding books on electrocardiograms and cramming for the test.

Soon a group of experts and professors walked in, and Mo Chenggui was carrying a plastic bag containing fried dough sticks and eggs.

Ji Xiang was speechless.

However, Mo Chenggui was too embarrassed to give the things to Ji Xiang in front of so many resident trainees. He was quite disciplined and was a little disappointed that he couldn't find Ji Xiang outside.

Seeing them go inside, Ji Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and stood outside quietly waiting for his name to be called.

Three people at a time, the first group went in, and the other resident trainees started to get nervous.

About eight minutes later, the three of them came out.

"How was it? Was the exam difficult?"

"Is the teacher nice? Is she strict?"

"What were the exams like?"

The other resident trainees swarmed around, bombarding him with questions.

The three people whose names were called next hesitated, wanting to hear the details before going in, but were scolded by the teacher and told to hurry up.

Ji Xiang smiled and said that the skills test was generally not difficult; it was all about the most basic clinical knowledge.

Moreover, after the rotation, many resident trainees and teachers get to know each other, and the teachers won't make things difficult for them. Basically, their final scores are all above 90.

This score needs to be converted before it can be included in the final exam score.

To pass the professional medical exam, you still need to score high on the written test.

He ignored what the other trainees were saying and quietly thought about how he could get a special admission after the exam.

According to Director Liu, if the application from the Provincial Natural Science Foundation is approved, it should be possible to apply for special consideration.

The promotion process for doctors is very simple: attending physician, chief physician, associate chief physician, and chief physician – just four simple steps.

Make an exception. Ji Xiang doesn't want to encounter a situation where he is capable of performing surgery but is powerless to do so again.

"Ji Xiang!"

After an unknown amount of time, someone called out Ji Xiang's name.

Ji Xiang composed himself, stopped thinking about what lay ahead, and strode into the examination room.

The two people who went in with him were somewhat timid, unlike Ji Xiang.

As Ji Xiang entered the examination room, he saw Mo Chenggui whispering to the person next to him.

"You must be Ji Xiang, the one who broke the record during the competition," an expert asked with a smile.

"Teacher, it's me," Ji Xiang answered honestly, wondering why this expert would ask him this question.

"Wait a moment."

(End of this chapter)