It was evening when they left the wedding dress shop. The rain had lightened, and a bit of sunshine pierced through the clouds.
Xie Wanying got into Senior Cao’s car.
Ren Chongda, who had arrived in an old classmate’s car, switched to Student Wei’s car. The two were no longer acting as third wheels.
The others drove back in their respective cars.
Kang Mingzhu and Yu Xuexian were heading for a candlelit dinner, so they didn’t hurry back, taking a different route.
The route back to Guoxie was quite congested. To return faster, several cars took the outer ring, hoping to speed things up. Midway through, they unexpectedly hit a traffic jam. It was unclear what the situation ahead causing the jam was. Cao Yong and his group attempted to turn around and find another route.
When the phone rang, afraid of Senior Cao giving her a "busy person" look, Xie Wanying turned her face to listen to the call.
"Xie Wanying, it’s me, can you recognize the voice?"
It was Zhang Wei’s voice.
Xie Wanying listened, and using her instinct as a doctor, she could tell that the other’s breathing was irregular, somewhat labored, as if ill.
"What’s up, go ahead," she said.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei on the other end said, "You don’t intend to hang up on me, do you?"
"If you really want me to hang up on you, I certainly can," Xie Wanying said bluntly. Doctors assess situations before making house calls. If they hear a patient seeking help hesitantly, it shows that the condition isn’t urgent enough to warrant immediate attention. She can fully respect the patient’s right to choose any place and doctor for medical help without adding to their troubles.
The decision now lay on the other party. Patients have the right to make decisions about their own bodies and also bear the primary responsibility. Whether to seek Dr. Xie’s help was certainly a relentless thought spinning in the other’s mind, causing inner turmoil. Perhaps, inside Zhang Wei’s heart, there was a hope that Dr. Xie would beg her to allow treatment.
Indeed, Zhang Wei thought this way and said so: "You’re only a student. But Hu Hao and the others say you’re quite capable."
Sure, as a medical student, hearing someone seeking medical help should make you more enthusiastic, impulsively rushing out to save someone. You aren’t a boss who can put on airs.
Xie Wanying was speechless. How could patients think this way about young doctors or medical students? Medical students also need to respect patients’ wishes first.
The tone of Zhang Wei’s words showed that they weren’t genuinely heartfelt. Asking a desk mate for help with grievances was truly something she never imagined she’d do in her lifetime.
Back in middle school, Xie Wanying didn’t have anything, couldn’t afford CDs to listen to music, and needed to borrow from Zhang Wei. To Student Xie, a hundred yuan import CD was a luxury; even a ten yuan pirated cassette was beyond her means. Unlike Zhang Wei, who could take anything she fancied from the store without needing to ask the price.
Frankly, a significant part of high exam scores in standard education came from extensive practice tests before exams and access to insider exam prediction materials. Zhang Wei could obtain internal pre-exam materials from the provincial Normal University’s affiliated high school, which had teachers on the college entrance exam committee who could provide tips on exam directions without revealing specific ones. Did Xie Wanying have such resources? No.
No wonder when college entrance exam results came out, Zhang Wei and her mother were stunned and refused to believe it. They had expended every effort to gather advantageous resources but couldn’t defeat two impoverished students, leaving them feeling helpless.
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