Just now, the health department announced that the compulsory training system for resident doctors will be abolished with immediate effect.
This does not mean that all hospitals will no longer provide standardized training, but this requirement has been changed from mandatory to optional.
It can be done or not, it is up to the hospital to decide.
In Tong Xiaoran's eyes at this time, this was simply a gift specially customized for her.
To put it bluntly, the core of the new policy is that practicing doctors do not necessarily have to undergo regulatory training as a prerequisite.
What if I am withdrawn from training? As long as a hospital is willing to accept her, she can immediately transform into a serious resident doctor.
The people who should be struggling now are probably the students who are still in training, right?
She thought for a while and called Yang Ruixue.
After seven or eight rings, the other party picked up the call, and his attitude was quite cold.
"Ruixue. Do you know about the changes in the training system?" Tong Xiaoran asked eagerly.
"Yes, I saw it." Yang Ruixue replied concisely.
"Well, Ruixue, you also know my current situation. Can you tell your uncle and ask him to help me."
This sentence was interrupted by Yang Ruixue.
"In fact, no matter how the training system is changed, one thing will not change." She said: "The employment threshold of our Yunshi No. 1 Hospital can only be raised but not lowered."
Tong Xiaoran couldn't hear the contempt contained in this sentence.
It's just that she is the one asking for help, so she has to accompany her with a smile no matter what.
"Where did you think you were, Ruixue? I never thought I could enter such a high-end place in the hospital."
"But aren't there other small hospitals? Your uncle has a lot of connections. If you just say a word to me, someone will always listen."
Yang Ruixue sneered in her heart. This is the common thought of low-class people. They always feel that those with high positions of power can help them speak and do things with just a little effort, and it costs nothing at all.
But she didn't know that her uncle's connections also needed to be maintained. Once she spoke to someone, she had to give him an equal reward.
So why should he waste his favor and give you a hand for nothing?
Therefore, Tong Xiaoran is short-sighted and cannot stand on the stage.
Although she couldn't stand it in her heart, Yang Ruixue didn't say anything.
This person's reputation was already bad, and there was no lower limit for what he could do. She neither wanted to get close to her nor offended her.
It is better to disappoint a gentleman than offend a villain. Yang Ruixue can still handle this kind of thing clearly.
"Xiao Ran, don't be anxious. This policy has just been introduced. The city and the courtyard will have a meeting to discuss it in the near future and formulate their own implementation rules. We will figure out a solution by then."
"You, just rest peacefully recently, just take it as a long vacation. You know, I have always been on your side. Some people will die if they do unjust things. Just wait and see!"
What she said was reasonable, and Tong Xiaoran didn't hear the slightest hint of pushback.
After hanging up the phone, her mood gradually calmed down and she couldn't help but let out a big yawn.
It's all because of the dream last night, which was so real that it felt like I hadn't slept all night.
Maybe, like Ruixue said, she should take advantage of this time to rest more and catch up on her sleep.
Thinking like this, she lay back on the bed and soon fell asleep again.
"Crack!" The whip hit her back hard, and severe pain hit her instantly, making her face distorted by the pain.
Wherever she looked, there were countless people like her, all wearing black striped clothes, working hard in the fields under the supervision of expressionless supervisors.
The sky is purple-red. From the horizon, you can see a large orange-red celestial body surrounded by bright yellow star rings, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
Isn't this the dream last night? Why is she here again?
I don't want to sleep, I want to wake up!
Tong Xiaoran was thinking crazily in his mind, but he bowed down, put his forehead against a mirror-like device, and closed his eyes.
Thin green mist emerged one by one and drifted into the land in front of her.
Those fine green buds, nourished by the green mist, slowly unfolded their leaves.
Tong Xiaoran's head gradually felt dizzy, accompanied by headache and nausea.
This feeling was the sequelae of mental exhaustion, and she had tasted it many times last night.
She instinctively wanted to raise her head, but she held it back.
Those ruthless overseers would never allow her to rest without squeezing out the last bit of energy from her.
Regarding this, she had felt it vividly last night.
The green mist became thinner and thinner until it disappeared completely. At this moment, Tong Xiaoran was already sweating profusely, had a splitting headache, and collapsed limply on the ground.
The overseer standing behind her showed no mercy.
"Thirty minutes of rest, the countdown begins."
Tong Xiaoran lay slumped on the ground, his heart full of powerlessness and helplessness.
When the time came, she was driven up again by the whip, and she tremblingly pressed her forehead to the device.
In the cycle again and again, Tong Xiaoran's head gradually became swollen, painful and numb, and he could not relieve it no matter how much he rested.
"Please, I really can't do it anymore." She lay on the ground and grabbed the boots of the cold man behind her with her hands: "Let me rest a little longer, just for a little while."
The only answer she received was the pain as if being torn apart by the whip.
Tong Xiaoran thought that this dream would be exactly the same as last night, and it would keep happening over and over again until she couldn't hold on anymore, fell into a deep coma, and then woke up.
But the truth was not exactly what she thought.
Just when she felt that she could no longer hold on any longer, a long and sharp alarm sounded.
"All prisoners in the atonement camp should stop what they are doing immediately and gather at the military port within ten minutes!"
The sound of the radio echoed over the farm, making Tong Xiaoran understand her new identity in the dream.
Prisoners of the atonement camp? What and what? You are obviously a good and law-abiding citizen, okay?
But since it is just a dream, the identity in it is not that important.
Although this dream is a bit too real and has continuity, in the end it is still just a dream!
While she was thinking, she merged into the flow of people heading to the military port.
There are quite a lot of people in this atonement camp. If you look around, they are densely packed, and you can visually tell that there are thousands of them. They are all similar to me, with pale complexions and dull expressions.
"Hello. Why did you come in?" A man walking beside her asked quietly.
"I don't know, I just slept." Before Tong Xiaoran could finish her words, she was whipped again:
"No talking between prisoners!" The supervisors' whips were flying, and this new rule was quickly driven into everyone's minds.
They were driven into small spaceships of unknown models, and then took off into the sky.
The huge centrifugal force made Tong Xiaoran, who was already energetic, feel even more dizzy.
However, the vast and spectacular scenery of the universe outside the porthole window was something she had never seen before.
Tong Xiaoran was suddenly in a trance, and his thoughts became clearer.
Maybe this unusual dream was the beginning of her adventure?
She, Tong Xiaoran, is not actually an ordinary Blue Star person, but what kind of sacred mission does she shoulder?
While I was thinking wildly, the broadcast on the spacecraft suddenly rang.
(End of chapter)
