Chapter 249: The Coldness and Tenderness of Death
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Although Ye Yi walked into the school, his ears were still listening to the conversation behind him.
When she heard Liu Fulan reply with a not very clear "oh" after Ma Hongjun's repeated admonitions, she couldn't help but sigh.
Sure enough, he was still skeptical of himself.
However, this mentality is not surprising, after all, Ye Yi is only eighteen years old this year, but Liu Fulan is in the prime of life, how can she obey the admonition of a teenage girl?!
"Sure enough, people don't know how to remember long without suffering a little! If you don't experience something, you may still feel that the money is not worth it! β
Ye Yi shook her head and opened the mobile phone bag, which contained more than 20,000 yuan in cash, although Liu Fulan didn't trust her very much, but she still gave enough compensation.
"Hey, this old boy is quite sensible...... It's enough for me to eat for a while......"
The snake thief spoke sneakily, his eyes eager to burn a hole in the money.
Ye Yi glared at it and said, "Don't make trouble, this is the income of my labor!" β
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After dinner, Ye Yi went back to the dormitory to put on a white coat and prepare to go to the anatomy building to attend an anatomy class.
This was the first time she had officially entered the anatomy floor to take anatomy classes since she entered the school.
Walking to the front of the anatomy building, Ye Yi deliberately stopped to tidy up her appearance, and the other medical students, whether they were freshmen this year or seniors with old qualifications, were also like her, deliberately straightening their appearance in front of the teaching building, and then walked into the teaching building.
After entering the entrance, the smell of formalin came to my face, and the coldness of death penetrated through the bone marrow.
The medical students, apparently accustomed to the smell of disinfectant water, walked through the corridors lined with displays with their textbooks, stopped in front of the skeletons in the glass enclosure in the middle of the hall on the ground floor, and bowed once before entering the classroom or entering the stairs.
All the seniors obeyed this rule, and although this year's freshmen did not know why, they did not dare to break it, and everyone walked to the glass cover in the center and bowed to the white bones with curiosity and fear.
Afterwards, everyone entered the dissection room together.
In the 90s, not many people were willing to donate their bodies or those of their relatives and friends to medical institutions, and even at the Medical Center of Huaqing University, the number of cadaver teachers used to teach case anatomy classes was limited, and the sophomores and freshmen often shared a classroom.
Under this premise, Ye Yi didn't feel surprised to meet Asaka Yuanyue in the anatomy classroom.
She even took the initiative to walk to Chaoxiang Yuanyue's side: "I am really shocked that you are not absent from work." β
"Don't look at me as a fool all the time, in fact, I really love anatomy class and pharmacy," Asaka Yuanyue said solemnly, "By the way, is our club activity plan written?" β
"Wrote a line," Ye Yi said casually, "What, conscience found out, want to help me complete the plan?!" β
"I only know how to pay people to do the work."
While talking to Xiangyuan Yue, he didn't forget to say hello to the Teng snake that came out of Ye Yi's white coat: "Hi, good evening!" β
Teng Snake shook his head happily.
Ye Yi saw that the teacher had not yet arrived, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, why does every student have to bow to the white bone in the middle when they enter the dissection building?" Is there any saying here? β
"Of course, there is a saying, and it means to thank every body donor." In the past few years, whenever there was an unclaimed corpse of a homeless man, teachers from major medical schools would rush over like an aunt in a vegetable market and bargain with the department that kept the body. β
"Every corpse is a teacher with a formal establishment in the medical school, you can not respect us on the podium, but you must respect them."
While chatting sparsely, a forty-five-year-old middle-aged man who was teaching anatomy walked in with the courseware in his hand, he glanced at the freshmen who were frowning at the formalin taste in the dissection room, and wrote down a word: doctor!
"Does anyone know what doctor means?"
The students were silent, the question was too simple, too simple to worry them.
The teacher pointed to the word and said, "Doctor, which stands for both doctor and doctor, I will not explain to you today why doctors and doctors use the same word, because you have enough time to slowly understand the truth." β
"I heard you discussing the general teacher in front of the anatomy building, and you don't seem to understand why every student has to bow to the general teacher."
"Teacher General" is the honorific title given to body donors in the medical profession.
The teacher's words made Ye Yi a little embarrassed, but it was clear that she was not the only one with similar questions, because everyone either lowered their heads or looked guilty.
"Today is your first anatomy lesson, and before you get started, I want you to understandβ
Holding back the pungent smell of formalin, he used a scalpel to separate the skin, muscles, nerves, and bones of the body little by little, as if it was a kind of Ling Chi, a Ling Chi execution that lasted for a semester. At the end of the semester, the body will be unrecognizable.
This course teaches the knowledge of anatomy and also teaches the meaning of death. Death is cold, but doctors must overcome the fear of death and respect death as much as life. β
Ye Yi clenched the textbook.
The essence of her choice of medical school is to better understand the dialectical relationship between science and Xuanmen, and at the same time, she has a little vanity, because medical school is the major with the highest admission score in Huaqing University.
Unexpectedly, when anatomy was officially in class, she was shocked by the teacher's simple and profound words.
"If you decide to become a doctor because you want to make a fortune and make a lot of money, I advise you to change your major as soon as possible. The odds of becoming a wealthy person as a doctor are very low, lower than those of finance and law schools. Moreover, doctors need feelings. β
The teacher made a gesture that implied that he was habitually smoking.
"Doctors always advise patients to quit smoking, but most doctors smoke, and I don't know why others smoke. I developed this habit when I was a student.
Every week, medical students are subjected to small animal experiments, in which healthy animals are anesthetized, arteries are cut, kidneys are taken, and finally they are executed. The air tether was injected into the animal's body, twitching, stiffening, and after three minutes, the warmth in the hand was gone.
After each experiment, my classmates and I would light three cigarettes in the dormitory to pay tribute to our lives. β
The teacher's eyes lit up, and the students in the classroom were silent.
Ye Yi listened silently, feeling a little heavy.
ββ¦β¦ A doctor's heart is flesh and blood, but we must always remain rational and calm, and only in this way can we bear the burden of saving lives. β
*Medical institutions generally refer to corpses as gross teachers.
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