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

In the eyes of a group of rough men + manure-scooping boys + blade-flaunting gunmen,


Zhao Xi was so delicately handsome and uniquely attractive at this moment.


It even gave Zhao Lei an illusion for a while...


The diagnostic level in surgery has always been somewhat lacking, although everyone is more than capable within their professional scope.


Once there's a deviation from their specialty, there's only the situation of blank stares and calling for outside help.


Zhao Lei's skills were considered quite capable.


General surgery itself covers a broad area, and being able to handle one's own responsibilities clearly is actually quite rare.


They're all in the medical field, so they know a thing or two about poisoning, but... their knowledge is limited.


Now, having Zhao Xi give such a professional-term-laden diagnosis and treatment,


Chapter 25: Big Brother, Wise Younger Brother!_1