395 Written Examination (2/2)

”Oh, I have one,” Ling Ran replied very firmly and quickly this time.

Different doctors had different perspectives on how to use pharmaceutical sales representatives. Some liked to employ professional pharmaceutical sales representative, some liked those who would give them rebates, and some liked those who used their bodies to serve them…

Ling Ran liked those who worked hard.

”You can call Huang Maoshi.” As Ling Ran spoke, he felt that his entire body had relaxed. He went back to his reclining chair and lay down comfortably.

This time, he took out a book and read.

The total score for the examination was six hundred marks. If he could not get at least five hundred and eighty-eight marks in this medical licensing examination, he would be considered to have failed it.

What was the concept of getting five hundred and eighty-eight marks? It meant he had to 98% of the questions correct.

The success rate of antiretroviral medicine for AIDS was 98%, but people still thought it was too low. In AIDS-related infectious surgeries, the probability for getting infected by a poke on the finger was 1/300, which meant that the rate of not getting infected was 99.67%, but people still thought it was too low. If that percentage was converted to marks, that would mean getting five hundred and ninety-eight marks in an examination where the full mark was six hundred.

Therefore, five hundred and eighty-eight marks was considered a baseline for six hundred marks.

If he needed to reach the baseline, he still needed to spend a long time on reading and doing revision. For Ling Ran, this was considered a big blow to him.

When he thought of those students who could remember every word that they read, and those who could memorize and understand the concept after they just glanced at the books for a few minutes, Ling Ran felt himself being filled with endless fighting spirit.

The world was not fair. Everybody still needed to work hard!

..…

On the next day, Ling Ran drove his Volkswagen Jetta and brought along his tracheotomy pack as he drove slowly to Yun Hua University, which was the examination hall today.

Yesterday, he finished the surgery which he had previously scheduled because the patient had asked for him, and the surgeries for today and tomorrow—where the patients had also requested him to operate on them—were pushed back, so now, he instantly felt at ease.

Just like during his university life, Ling Ran took his time to have his breakfast in the cafeteria before he walked slowly to the examination hall.

The cafeteria lady still remembered Ling Ran, and she gave him a super big portion of stuffed buns, steamed buns, side dishes, porridge, meat, vegetables, and other food…

Ling Ran walked around for a while. When he felt that he had digested the food in his stomach, he entered the examination hall.

It was very quiet in the examination hall. The invigilator was friendly and had a good attitude.

The exam questions were very simple. They were all multiple choice questions, so his speed in answering the questions was extremely fast.

Ling Ran carefully filled up the answer sheet. Before he submitted his question paper, he heard a noise outside the examination hall. In a short while, a voice was heard. That person was also clearly suppressing his excitement when he shouted. ”Someone fainted!”

Ling Ran lowered his head and looked at his paper. He then gazed out the window. He wondered slightly whether he should take his tracheotomy pack over.

Many people who fainted needed tracheotomy.

At this time, the noise outside the window grew louder.

”Make way, I'm a doctor!”

”Who isn't a doctor here?”

”Don't push. There's only a patient, it's useless to have so many doctors here.”

”I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner, I can take his pulse.”

”I'm from the Respiratory Medicine Department, I've seen this symptom many times before…”

”You're a student who came to take the medical licensing examination, right? Are there doctors here who already has their license?”

”All of us have… Come, make way, please. You all look as if you've never met a patient before or something.”

Through the window, Ling Ran felt that the noise outside was similar to a huge Legoland.

”I'll submit my question paper.” Ling Ran put his hand up.

”The student who wants to submit question paper, please sit down. Other students, don't look around and answer your questions.” As the invigilator spoke, she walked over and gazed at Ling Ran's answer sheet before she smiled and asked, ”You also want to go out and test your skills, don't you?”

”I'm afraid that there's no place for me.” Ling Ran shook his head. ”If it's a Transformer, at least a few people could test their skills.”

The invigilator was stunned for a while. She covered her mouth and giggled. ”That's a very interesting viewpoint you have there!”