"Miscellaneous Ahan Sutra Volume 21" says: With one vehicle, purify sentient beings, leave sorrow and sorrow, and get true as the Dharma.

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My name is Sun Xiaoshuai, I am 28 years old this year, I went to Tibet in 2007, and I have been in Tibet for 10 years now.

Compared with the predecessors who entered Tibet in the 80s and 90s of the last century, and the heroes of the 18th Army who entered Tibet in 1950, their qualifications are much shallower, but on the whole, they still have a deeper understanding of Tibet than most people.

And this profundity makes me always think about it: this world is not as simple as it seems......

Next, I will tell you about my days in Tibet.

In fact, before I entered Tibet, I never thought that there would be so many bizarre and strange things in this world, I thought that once we used to drink and play cards and games together, this is the world I saw, but after entering Tibet, I realized that this world is really not so simple.

In 2007, I failed the college entrance examination, and I was angry to apply for Tibet University, and then the admission notice came. I was not yet 18 years old, and I traveled alone, and I felt a lot of emotion and vividly.

After five years of clinical medicine, my friends who studied medicine know the hardships and how many courses I have learned, I have long forgotten that compared to students in other majors, it is much harder, not much more, anyway, it is theory, experiment or something. However, there is one thing to say, there are no ghosts in the laboratory building and dissection room of the medical school, at least in the first three years in the school, I have not encountered it.

The first three years are in school, and the senior year starts the internship, which lasts for two months.

At that time, the place where I interned was the Linzhou County People's Hospital, a county hospital not far from Lhasa. The hospital is not big, because it depends on Lhasa, and seriously ill patients generally go to Lhasa for treatment, and incurable diseases cannot be cured, so they are relatively idle.

However, although it is an apprenticeship, it is actually not much different from an internship, and there are many opportunities to get started. At that time, I had a few surgeries, not big or small, laparotomy, basically pulling a hook and sewing the skin.

After the two-month probationary period, he returned to Lhasa and moved to the clinical department of the medical school, at the back gate of the People's Hospital of the Autonomous Region. If it weren't for what happened in the last two days of the apprenticeship, perhaps the two-month apprenticeship would have been a really good memory.

During the last two days of the probationary period, I looked at the days and said that I would be able to go back to Lhasa the day after tomorrow, when I was on duty with Mr. Dong in the Department of General Surgery of Linzhou County People's Hospital, and with me, there was also my classmate Brother Wei.

It's really like an old policeman on TV, there is usually a close-up, an old policeman looks at his watch and says, "After 12 o'clock tonight, I can retire, I hope nothing happens", and then he guarantees that something will happen; Another example is a certain Jiangyang thief, who is ready to wash his hands after the last vote, he must have an accident on the last vote.

Me too. The original two-month probationary period has been very dull, and I have not even done major surgery, and I have been doing some debridement and suturing and dealing with some external injuries from fights and brawls.

On that day, the penultimate afternoon when my probationary period was about to end, Mr. Dong had just cut and drained a patient suffering from paronychia, when I heard the sound of an ambulance coming.

Out of the surgical building, I saw an ambulance in front of me, a familiar surgical teacher beckoned us to come over to help, walked over, the back door of the ambulance opened, and Mr. Dong went over to ask what was going on.

I heard the familiar teacher say "something happened", "mining disaster", "two died", "one is still alive" and so on, and then, the back door of the ambulance pushed out a simple hospital bed, there was a person lying on the bed, not very old, in his thirties, his face was already blue, Mr. Dong probed with his hand, shook his head, Brother Wei and I also learned to probe the nose and feel the pulse, in fact, we don't need to touch it, people are cold.

It was my first close contact with someone who had not been dead for a long time, his face was very blue, his eyes were closed, his brows were squeezed together, his face was painful, and before he could react more, the familiar teacher said, "Don't be stunned, there's another one", and I looked inside the ambulance, and there was still a person lying down, to be exact, and a corpse.

Brother Wei and I helped the teacher at the hospital carry another body out of the ambulance, and there was another person sitting on the side of the car, with gauze wrapped around his head, oozing a lot of blood, but the person seemed to be conscious.