I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 65 Little Sun Restaurant

Jing Xiaoran remembered that the famous medical journal "The Lancet" published a study in his previous life, which analyzed the health yearbooks published by the Health and Family Planning Commission of the whole of China in the past 10 years.

In 10 years, a total of 470 million medical students graduated, and the total number of doctors only increased by 75.

Where are all the doctors?
Further analysis found that the proportion of doctors aged 10 to 25 decreased from 34% to 31.3% in 22.6 years, while the proportion of doctors over 60 years old increased from 2.5% to 11.6%.

Jing Xiaoran is not aware of the authenticity of this report, but it can be seen from the situation in dormitory 602.

Some medical students "escape" from this profession, and the reasons involved are very wide, ranging from the external system, the environment, to the internal professional ethics, all of which are involved.

The accommodation conditions in Ning'an Medical College are not bad. The dormitory is bed and desk, and there is a small balcony and an independent bathroom with 24-hour hot water supply.

After Mao Jian's mother helped him clean up, she didn't stay and left soon.

Jing Xiaoran also made his own bed, cleaned out the garbage left by the seniors of the previous class, and cleaned up the sink and bathroom on the balcony.

When it was almost noon, the other two people in the dormitory came back one after another.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Baolin, and I am in the third clinical class."

Zhou Baolin is the boy who dropped out of school to become a Taobao e-commerce company, and the only one in the dormitory is a local from Fancheng.

He is short in stature, about the same as Mao Jian, but his spirit looks much better than Mao Jian's, and his conversation is humorous.

"My name is Liao Yiyuan, and I'm in the third clinical class."

The other boy was Liao Yiyuan, who was from Nanhe Province and the most well-behaved of the four in the dormitory. After graduation, he went back to work in the second-level hospital in his hometown county.

Liao Yiyuan was tall and fat. He was the oldest among them. Perhaps because of his poor family conditions, most of them always ate steamed buns and pickles, and occasionally bought fried rice with eggs.

He has a catchphrase that Jing Xiaoran still remembers fresh,

"Actually, steamed buns are also rich in nutrition, otherwise why wouldn't I lose weight?"

Liao Yiyuan always had a smile on his face, with a cheerful look, which was just the opposite of Mao Jian, who was not good at talking and serious.

The four people in the dormitory introduced each other and got to know each other to a certain extent.

"Let's go out for dinner at noon, what do you think?" Jing Xiaoran suggested.

"Okay." Zhou Baolin was the first to agree, "I think it's quite appropriate."

Liao Yiyuan didn't refuse, and usually this kind of dinner is AA system.Although he is short of money, he will not miss this kind of group activities.

Mao Jian nodded slightly. He is a very independent boy who has always followed the crowd.

Ning'an Medical College has three gates, and the dormitory buildings are close to the south gate, where various restaurants, barbecue shops, and Internet cafes gather.

It was time for dinner, and it happened that my hometown brought the children to report, and the restaurants near the South Gate were very popular.

The four people in the dormitory left the south gate, and Jing Xiaoran brought them to a nearby "Little Sun" restaurant, where there was just one empty table left.

This "Little Sun" restaurant was frequented by Jing Xiaoran in the previous life. The price is affordable, and his fried liver tastes the most authentic.

The owner of the restaurant is a middle-aged couple. Both of them have some disabilities. The man is lame and the woman is dumb.

It is said that women's dumbness is caused by acquired diseases. They can understand what everyone is saying, but they can't speak.

Although the couple looked like this, they opened the door for business on time every morning, rain or shine.

Many students surf the Internet all night at night, and when they go back to the dormitory in the morning, they will buy a bowl of hot dry noodles at "Little Sun Restaurant".

The four people in the dormitory sat down one by one.

"Jing Xiaoran, I think you are quite familiar with this place, I'm a native of Fancheng and I don't seem to be familiar with you." Zhou Baolin said.

"I've been here before, and I heard that the food here is good." Jing Xiaoran said with a smile, "I've wanted to come here for a long time."

"That's it." Zhou Baolin nodded, and said nothing more.

At this time, the female owner of the restaurant brought the menu and made a few gestures with her hands.

The other three were taken aback, what does the proprietress mean, she can't speak?

Jing Xiaoran smiled and nodded lightly, knowing that she was asking everyone to order, so she said directly: "Ma'am, let me have fried liver. I heard that the taste is first-rate, so let me try it this time."

The female boss smiled slightly, gave a thumbs up, and took a note to write down the name of the dish.

Seeing Jing Xiaoran's communication with the proprietress, the other three also understood the "specialness" of the proprietress.

"You all order a dish." Jing Xiaoran handed the menu to Zhou Baolin, "I'll treat everyone to this meal."

"How can this work!" Zhou Baolin shook his head quickly and said, "Everyone is AA, they are all students, and they don't have much money."

Liao Yiyuan agreed, but Mao Jian nodded but didn't say anything.

"First of all, I proposed this meal." Jing Xiaoran explained, "Besides, I didn't say that I always treat guests. Next time, everyone will take turns to invite them."

Hearing what Jing Xiaoran said, everyone laughed and stopped insisting. Everyone ordered a dish.

Although the restaurant was crowded, the food was served quickly.

"Have you heard that a big event happened in our school today?"

Zhou Baolin said suddenly.

Liao Yiyuan chuckled and narrowed his eyes, "I know that."

Mao Jian looked at everyone in doubt, but didn't speak.

"Xiao Ran, do you know?" Zhou Baolin asked.

Jing Xiaoran was still immersed in the taste of "fried liver".

The taste is exactly the same as in memory, the soup is oily and the sauce is red, the liver sausage is fat, the taste is thick but not greasy, thin but not greasy.

Hearing Zhou Baolin's question, he subconsciously replied, "What's the big deal?"

"Hey." Zhou Baolin and Liao Yiyuan looked at each other and said, "In front of the library this morning, an old man quarreled with a senior, and the old man got so angry that he had a heart attack and suffered cardiac arrest on the spot. "

Jing Xiaoran looked at Zhou Baolin with a strange expression on his face.

"And then?" Mao Jian's interest was also aroused, and he rarely said a word.

Zhou Baolin smiled mysteriously, lowered his voice a little, and said, "Then a boy ran over to give the old man artificial respiration!"

"Ahem..." Jing Xiaoran coughed lightly.

Zhou Baolin paused, "Xiao Ran, what's wrong with you?"

"No...it's nothing, you continue to talk..." Jing Xiaoran quickly poured himself a glass of boiled water.

Zhou Baolin continued: "I heard that the old man's mouth was full of dirty things..."

"puff……"

Hearing this, Jing Xiaoran couldn't help but spit out the water he had just taken.

The other three looked at Jing Xiaoran in surprise.

"Xiao Ran, what's wrong with you?" Liao Yiyuan asked.

Jing Xiaoran quickly wiped the corners of his mouth, "I'm choking on drinking plain water..."

(End of this chapter)