Holding an inch ruler

"Am I not normal?"
"Abnormal!"
"What's abnormal about me?"
"Where are you normal? Who else would eat lamb spine and report the owner for using sheep with congenital spinal deformities?"
"Who else would drink a coffee and insist on explaining what tarry stools are?"
"Where's there a medical student who has won a national science and technology first prize?"
"Where's there a student who makes professors serve them tea and water?"
"Where's there a resident doctor who's scolded the chief so harshly they're drenched in dog's blood?!"
"Where's there a doctor..."
"Tell me... where are you normal?!"
Chen Gong fell silent for a moment, looking at the other person, "To live, one doesn't need to be too normal!"
...
Rather than mentally exhausting oneself, it's better to drive others crazy. Just as the saying goes, to live, one doesn't need to be too normal!
Similarly, to be a doctor, one definitely doesn't need to be too normal!

Being a doctor doesn't need to be too normal

"This one is for you, don't share it with everyone else."


"This gift was bought especially for you."


After he finished speaking, Chen Gong closed the car door and stood up to leave.


At this moment, Yang Li's face instantly blushed; this guy!


I'm just in pain from a foot injury, okay?


However, looking at the gift in her hand, Yang Li couldn't help feeling a surge of joy.


It was a Qingyi puppet fashioned after a Peking opera singer, a very beautiful female role.


Even though there were similar things at home, this was a unique gift, not like the ones for other colleagues.


Chen Gong returned to the dorm and looked around. He had bought quite a few puppets, one for each person—Qin Ge, Yang Xiaodong, and also Yang Li.


Now only one was left, but... this one he planned to keep.


Just then, a message popped up suddenly.


Chapter 17: Gifts_5