C72 (1/2)

There were still two days left. Min Hao and I were in low spirits and we had no interest in going out to play.

Also, I received a call from Her Majesty asking me to apply for a graduate student. I didn't know that when I lived my life, I didn't even think of taking the postgraduate exam. We were originally a five-year university, and after studying for three years, a decade would have passed.

But I promised Her Majesty, for, judging from Her Majesty's disposition, if I disagreed, she would come at once.

Besides, if there was an exam and exam, who would want to go on holiday?

Just as I hung up the phone, a female ghost with long, loose hair and a face covered in blood appeared in front of me.

I grabbed the pillow and threw it at her. It went through her and fell to the floor.

I think Yue Zaiwei must have a grudge against me. Otherwise, why would she use such a frightening method to appear here? Asiba, my poor little heart!

”Wu Mi told you to go for a gynecological internship after your vacation ended. He will go to the delivery room to get the relevant information for you.”

After saying that, Yue Zaiwei quickly disappeared again.

What the f * ck? Once again, I'm sure this little bitch is here to piss me off.

I understand that in Wu Mi's territory, I am definitely safer than anywhere else. Besides, my current internship is really useless. It's good as long as I live by myself.

Pretending to be a cat that was always basking in the sun, he lazily lied on the sofa.

If only it was always like this.

I closed my eyes, and in the warmth of the sun I seemed to fly, over the golden sand and the blue water. There was a child dressed in ancient clothing standing by the shore. Behind him were many guards and followers. He shouted at me, ”Little pheasant, fly higher!”

When I heard his words, I flew even higher …

When I woke up, I found myself crying. I analyzed it myself and decided that I must have been scared to tears. As a person, I am afraid of the dark, afraid of the water and afraid of the high. This dream of mine gave me two-thirds of a second.

Sage? Sweetheart? Filling? Which one was that person shouting? I personally prefer the last one, the dumpling stuffing...

”Mama, what dreams did you have during the day? I can feel your sadness, but I can't get into your dreams. ” It was evening before he asked me. He seemed to have thought about it for a long time.

I thought about it and replied, ”Mama dreamed the dumplings flew away.”

Whitey: ”…”

Before he died, life had to continue.

I went back into the department of gynecology. It was no longer smoky, but more pleasing to the eye.

This month, there was already a group of interns at our school, who had been assigned to teach teachers through the usual intern procedures, and I and another nurse who had come to study had apparently become a non-staff member who could go wherever she wanted as long as she didn't disturb anyone else's work.

Wu Mi made an excuse to have Ward 41 disinfected, tidied up to look like a lounge, changed a new bed and sofa, and gave me the key.

The AIDS patient from before lived here, but this didn't have much of an impact. Even if it wasn't disinfected, there was no possibility of infection.

I heard that the continuing nurse came in with Wu Millet's help, and with Wu Millet's help, I took her and played in the lounge with me.

Although she was unattended, she was very studious. She said that she had been a nurse for five years already, and there would be many benefits if she came out to continue her studies. Of course, she said a lot, but I didn't remember any of it.