Chapter 313: Killed her at the 306th stab
All the students in this batch are novices. Only Tang Yuxin seems to have some foundation, so she should be a promising seed, who appears set to be a qualified medical personnel.
Tang Yuxin removed the needle for Ting Yuan, then washed her hands, preparing to let others needle her. In fact, she wasn’t too afraid. They all started from this moment. She had needled herself and had done it many times. She had even hurt herself while practicing the Chen-style Acupuncture Method, even making a mess of herself. She had also needled her second uncle, who really loved her and was willing to let her practice acupuncture on him.
Thinking about it now, only your relatives could love you and ache for you without asking for anything in return.
She washed her hands and reached out.
Ting Yuan took a deep breath, then grasped Tang Yuxin’s arm. But Tang Yuxin’s arm was so white, she didn’t dare to needle it, she just couldn’t make herself do it.
She held onto Tang Yuxin’s hand and felt the coolness on her skin. However, she no longer smelled sweet due to the medicine she had taken to mask the scent.
She had already tied a tourniquet around Tang Yuxin’s arm. Tang Yuxin was very thin, so it was easy for her to find her vein. With a vein so apparent, it must be easy to insert the needle.
She closed her eyes to calm herself. As it was her first time, her hands were trembling, with sweat in her palms. The sweat on her forehead trickled down her face.
It was only until she opened her eyes, after taking several deep breaths, that she gritted her teeth and impaled the needle into Tang Yuxin’s vein.
The sudden pain made Tang Yuxin frown, but unlike others, she did not scream.
She missed.
The mentor on the side saw this and said, “Haven’t I told you many times to aim for the vein? Why do you keep aiming for the skin? This isn’t tattooing, it’s injecting, intravenous infusion, get it?”
“I...I...I’m sorry...”
In actual fact, she was mistaken. The reason she couldn’t see any injuries on the back of her hand was not because she was dark, but because Tang Yuxin was really skilled. If it was another classmate, given that they were all novices, should she let them try?
Lets’s see if her hand could end up looking like a pig’s trotter.
In the afternoon, Tang Yuxin had to clean her house and buy some disinfectants. Not long after, there would be a severe shortage of it. This was especially true in Beijing because it was one of the worst affected areas during the epidemic.
She went into the supermarket and immediately took ten bottles of disinfectant off the shelves.
She couldn’t carry any more. It was okay, there were still over half a year before the outbreak of SARS. She had plenty of time to prepare.
She put all the disinfectants she bought into her house. There was nothing else in the room, just the four empty walls. She put the disinfectants in the corner, and the bruises on the back of her hand seemed rather startling.
But she didn’t mind, just as she said, while it looked serious, it actually didn’t hurt much, did it?
She didn’t have classes in the afternoon, rendering her time to stay and recharge. Therefore, Tang Yuxin continued to buy more disinfectants. However, she wouldn’t buy them all from one place. She purchased from different places, and after several trips, she had already bought more than fifty bottles. Afterwards, she grabbed a duster and started cleaning up. After a few rounds, the whole room was cleaned, including the stone table outside, which had not a speck of dust on it. Whenever she came here, she could feel events from another time happening in the flowing air around her.
In the silence, there were always some peculiar sounds.
Like that of birds chirping, wind, and rain.
If it rained here, it must be quite a sight.
She sat at the stone table, resting her cheek on her hand, thinking that when her finances were better, she would purchase some furniture for the house. Although her father provided her with a generous allowance, it might not be enough if she were to buy furniture. She considered taking on a part-time job, but then she realized that other than being a doctor, she wasn’t good at anything else.
In her former life, she was a nondescript woman.
Besides going to school, the only thing she did was make money. She worked part-time jobs to make money, tutored as a home teacher to make money, earning her living expenses and tuition fees. She had once handed out flyers, delivered milk in the early morning, sold newspapers, and even shined shoes. Whatever job that could earn her money, she took it. She never really got to choose her job. It was not her choosing the job, it was the job choosing her.