I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 1 The Quasi-Billionaire

SZ city.

In the lobby of a certain real estate agency, a slightly decadent young man was sitting.

The young man kept flipping through the real estate information in his hands. Whenever he saw a house he liked, he would stare at it for a long time before carefully moving his eyes downwards.

When the bright red characters appeared in his eyes, his hand would involuntarily clenched, and after a long time, he slowly let go, and then continued to flip.

The water in the cup continued continuously.

After a long time, when the sun was about to set, the young man finally put down the materials at hand and stood up tremblingly.

His figure is even more decadent.

"Brother Yu, haven't you seen the right one yet?"

It was an intermediary manager who spoke.

Although his voice was enthusiastic, he still had a professional smile on his face.

However, he had long gone from being impatient when he saw Yu Wenxing coming to the store for the first time, to now having the mentality of dismissing a beggar.

He could see it.

This kid wants to buy a house.

But no money.

"Oh, it's over."

"How is it? Is there any suitable one?" The agency manager asked slightly jokingly.

Yu Wenxing seemed not to notice, shook his head, "Not yet."

"Then come back next week?" The agency manager laughed, and began to see off the guests without any concealment.

Yu Wenxing nodded calmly, "That's bothering you."

Walked out of the intermediary store and walked to the street.

Yu Wenxing suddenly felt tired among the mediocre crowd.

He is already 33,
It can be said that nothing was achieved.

Others only know that he studied for a Ph.D. and studied abroad for two years.

He works in a provincial hospital, but no one knows how much he has paid behind it.

The night shift work with short intervals made him feel exhausted, and he wanted to have a home.

At least a haven where he can rest.

But unfortunately.

he didn't
He didn't even have the freedom to desire, he could only be buried in the hospital all the time, quietly in front of the hospital director.

Today is his rest time every week. After checking the room in the morning, he came to the agent to find out.

As a result, it makes sense.

He didn't pick up the leak.

Looking at the hospital where the roof can be seen from a distance, Yu Wenxing pondered for a long time before giving up the idea of ​​taking a bus or riding a bicycle, and walked towards the hospital at a leisurely pace.

I bought some food at the entrance of the hospital, went back to the department, and took the special phone number for the hospital chief handed over by my colleague.

the next moment,

His world is completely surrounded by work.

Endless emergency consultation calls, endless communication, endless operations, Yu Wenxing is like a dog, squandering his life under the bright lights.

At 03:30 in the morning, when Yu Wenxing finally threw his whole body on the small single bed in the general duty room of the hospital, he picked up his mobile phone and participated in online activities that had nothing to do with him, even he himself did not know The specific battle of scolding.

And only so.

He just felt it.

himself alive.

I still have a little chance to resist.

Today's scolding battle is particularly crazy, it's about life.Yu Wenxing's eyes revealed red light, and his face became paler and paler. At a certain moment, when a sharp pain came from his chest to his mind, Yu Wenxing's tense nerves suddenly froze.

It seemed like I could still hear the phone ringing.

It seems that you can still hear the quarrel of a certain patient's family members.

But these voices became smaller and smaller until...
Disappear.

"Yu Wenxing, get up quickly, the patient is healed!"

"Yu Wenxing, get up quickly! Go to sleep after surgery."

In a daze, Yu Wenxing was awakened by a voice, and with the shaking of his body, he opened his heavy eyelids. When the picture in front of him came into view, Yu Wenxing froze for a moment.

Look at this lamp, it's big and round.

"When did I come to the operating room?"

Yu Wenxing frowned and said to himself.

"About nine o'clock yesterday morning."

The person who spoke was a tall, thin man with dark skin, wearing a mask hat, and thick eyes. He sighed tiredly, "What can we do? As long as the patient comes, No matter how late or tired you have to deal with it.”

The thin and tall man put his hands on the ground and got up from the ground. Seeing that Yu Wenxing was still looking at him blankly, he said again, "Don't be dazed, get up and wash your hands, this should be the last one tonight. It should be .”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull Yu Wenxing who was still lying on the ground.

Yu Wenxing stretched out his hand subconsciously, and asked, "Who are you?"

The thin and tall man's hands froze in the air, and his expression suddenly became better, "Yu Wenxing, are you sleeping stupidly? I'm Li Xiaojun, you are the teacher!"

"Let's go, just wash your face and it will be fine. When I was an intern in the past, I followed the surgery, and I was also confused by it."

"Li Xiaojun?!" The thin and tall man was still chattering, but Yu Wenxing didn't listen to a word. When his memory slowly came back to life, he suddenly found out.

Crossed by myself!
Transmigrated into the body of this "Yu Wenxing".

I didn't expect such a clichéd plot to happen to me.

What's more unexpected!

Even after time-traveling, I still have to be a doctor!

"Fuck!" Yu Wenxing spat into the sink, already thinking about undressing and leaving.

Now that you have time-traveled, you must have the temperament of a time-traveler.

Set a small goal.

Make a hundred million first!

"30 years in Hexi, 30 years in Hedong"

Yu Wenxing also wanted to express his thoughts on time travel, and Li Xiaojun spoke.

While washing his hands, he smiled.

"What's wrong? You're not happy? Don't complain. Being a surgeon is like this. You perform operations every day and night, but there's nothing you can do about it. Who makes this profession the most particular about qualifications? When you become a director in the future, hey-hey"

"How about being a director?" Yu Wenxing asked angrily.

"You can have surgery whenever you want! You can do whatever surgery you want." Li Xiaojun smiled contentedly.

"Hey."

Yu Wenxing sighed.

The swallow bird knows the ambition of Honghu!
How can a little doctor understand the mind of a quasi-billionaire like himself?

"Don't sigh, how about it, you have been intern in general surgery for almost a month, you will be the chief surgeon for this appendicitis, and I will be your assistant!"

Li Xiaojun had already washed his hands, bumped Yu Wenxing with his shoulder, and left with a proud smile.

"Hey!"

Yu Wenxing wanted to explain, but Li Xiaojun walked away and wanted to chase him out, but then he thought, let this surgery be the end of the previous life.

Thinking of this, I silently pressed the hand sanitizer on the palm of my hand and began to wash my hands.

Ten minutes later, when Yu Wenxing walked into the operating room with his fingers crossed on his chest, two sharp gazes shot over in an instant.

Yu Wenxing's scalp was numb from the straight stabbing.

(End of this chapter)