Chapter 180 I have doubts about An Xiaoyue's grades
Chapter 180 I have doubts about An Xiaoyue's grades
"Okay, okay, I understand," Hua Lan interrupted urgently. "Do you have a picture of poop?"
"It's a bit disgusting. I didn't take any pictures; only my classmate saw it." Cheng Zhuoli knew when to stop, otherwise he would have gone too far.
"Do you have any other discomfort right now?" Hua Lan asked.
Hua Lan and Cheng Zhuoli exchanged questions and answers, and finally filled out the examination form, telling him to go and pay the fee for the preliminary examination.
After completing the examination, Zhou Ping quickly read out the relevant reports on gastrointestinal bleeding and the results of differential diagnosis.
An Xiaoyue watched her group members' performance with a calm expression.
Finally, Cheng Zhuoli recovered and was discharged from the hospital. He presented Dr. Hua Lan with a banner and a large bag of black pens to thank all the medical staff.
This concludes the progression of the gastrointestinal bleeding symptom.
The four stood together, bowed in thanks, and left the stage one after another.
As soon as Hua Lan sat down, she excitedly leaned in and said, "I never thought I could perform it without any stumbles."
After speaking with An Xiaoyue, she went to thank Cheng Zhuoli.
"Cheng, class monitor, thank you, you acted so well."
Zhou Ping carried a huge pile of medical reports on his back, his mouth was so dry, and he could only say, "We are all great."
Cheng Zhuoli cupped his hands in apology, "You flatter me!"
His frivolous behavior left Hua Lan speechless, so she simply remained silent and stared blankly into space.
After a while, she became unsure again and asked An Xiaoyue in a low voice, "I haven't leaked anything, have I?"
"No." An Xiaoyue didn't say anything more.
If you say too much, Hualan will only think more.
With the tenth group's disease deductive explanations concluded, the year's medical skills competition came to a close.
"The results of this competition will be announced in twenty minutes. Students can take a short break and go outside to move around while the judges tally the scores."
As the host said this, the students got up and left the competition area to get some fresh air.
The four of them went out for a walk and had some water.
Zhou Ping inserted coins and bought a bottle of coconut water for each of the four people, thoughtfully unscrewing it for each of them before handing it to them.
Cheng Zhuoli downed more than half a bottle in one gulp, unable to contain his curiosity, "Do you guys think the probability of winning first place is high?"
"When I first assembled the team, my goal was to win first place." After drinking some water, Zhou Ping felt much better and was confident. "We won first place in the first leg, and judging from the performance of the other groups, I think winning first place is no problem."
"What if things take a turn for the worse?" Hua Lan was worried about the possibility.
Cheng Zhuoli teased her, "You watch too many TV dramas. There aren't that many plot twists. It's just how it is."
An Xiaoyue patted her shoulder, "I also think that getting first place is no problem. Dr. Hua Lan did a great job just now."
"Can you really win first place?" Hua Lan still couldn't quite believe it.
"Let me analyze the results for you based on the rankings from the first stop..."
An Xiaoyue analyzed the performance of the other nine groups in the competition, explaining to the three members the possible points deductions for each group in the second and third rounds.
Even Cheng Zhuoli, a rather carefree person, was stunned by what he heard.
In the end, he was filled with admiration for An Xiaoyue.
Cheng Zhuoli gave a thumbs up and said, "An Xiaoyue, you're usually such a quiet person, but I didn't expect you to be so smart. You can point out what each group did wrong. It's no different from having mastered the entire competition."
Muffled?
An Xiaoyue smiled helplessly, "I just haven't had time to talk to everyone much, otherwise I would be very talkative."
"My classmates all think you're aloof and unapproachable, including me," Hua Lan said shyly, sticking out her tongue. She then quickly added, "However, I got to know a different side of you because of the competition."
An Xiaoyue imitated Cheng Zhuoli's cupped-hands gesture and said to Zhou Ping, "Thank you, Zhou Ping, for clearing my name."
Zhou Ping waved his hand, "Oh, I should be thanking everyone."
"If we get first place, I'll treat everyone to lunch, and then we'll go," An Xiaoyue enthusiastically arranged.
The three classmates usually took good care of her, especially when Ding Liang first made the outrageous statement that she was pregnant, they all defended her, for which she was very grateful.
“An is just pregnant; her hands and mind won’t affect her performance in the competition.”
She will remember those words for the rest of her life.
"What's the budget?" Cheng Zhuoli was really hungry from being busy, and he got excited when talking about food.
An Xiaoyue declared confidently, "Eat as much as you can, eat whatever you want."
Cheng Zhuoli then asked, "If we win first place, can I ride in your Cullinan?"
Zhou Ping punched him in the chest, "Look at you, so pathetic!"
An Xiaoyue: "My husband is driving. You can sit in the passenger seat later."
Cheng Zhuoli snapped his fingers happily, "Nice!"
An Xiaoyue asked Zhou Ping and Hua Lan, "Do you two have any requests?"
Zhou Ping thought for a moment, "If we're taking pictures, Cheng Zhuoli, you need to kneel down."
Cheng Zhuoli looked at the team leader, who was shorter than him and even shorter than An Xiaoyue, and said, "Then I guess my long legs will have to suffer."
Everyone else has spoken, but Hua Lan hasn't said anything yet. "Hua Lan, what about you?"
Hua Lan blushed slightly, "I'm already very happy to have dinner with you, I have no other requests."
"Oh dear, you're so open and honest, but when you blush, it makes it seem like you like An Xiaoyue."
Upon hearing this, Hua Lan blushed even more and raised her hand to hit Cheng Zhuoli.
"Don't talk nonsense! I just admire Xiaoyue. I wish I were as capable as her, then I could solve any problem."
An Xiaoyue sensed a sense of helplessness in Hua Lan's words. Hua Lan seemed to be weighed down by a large rock, unable to get rid of it and powerless to do anything about it.
She took Hua Lan's hand and comforted her, "I have my own troubles too. No matter what you are like, you are unique, the only one in the world. Don't care what others say, your happiness is the most important thing."
"It's all sticky and gooey." Cheng Zhuoli couldn't stand the girls' motivational speeches. In his world, there was nothing a basketball game couldn't solve.
He put his arm around Zhou Ping's shoulder and called everyone back to the competition venue to wait for the results.
When the results were announced, the results for each of the three stations in each group were displayed one by one on the big screen.
Without a doubt, everything was as An Xiaoyue and Zhou Ping said; their group achieved first place in all three legs of the competition.
On the other hand, Ding Liang's group, which came in second place in the first leg, came in ninth place in the second leg.
It is clear that Ding Liang did not perform the debridement and suturing procedure well.
The third stop was ranked tenth due to insufficient preparation.
After calculating the overall results of the three stations, he came in third to last.
The group of people who had always been proud of the eight-year system were already dissatisfied. In addition, the words that Zhou Ping and Cheng Zhuoli had said earlier made the other three quite critical of Ding Liang.
"Why did I agree to team up with him in the first place?"
"I think I'm out of my mind to willingly let this kind of person feed me shit!"
"Ding Liang, you've really embarrassed us."
The three of them each said something, which caused Ding Liang's already burning temper to suddenly explode.
He stood up and shouted, "This is unfair! I want to report An Xiaoyue and Dean Leng Yushan for rigging the results. I have doubts about An Xiaoyue's grades. I'm not satisfied!"
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