There are 360 lines in this world, from building airplanes to rockets, to spikes and shoe soles to repair broken bowls, no matter how high or low, all walks of life have their own division of labor.

My name is Chen Lan, a third-year female student at a medical school in southern China.

In fact, I would rather learn dance than to study medicine, and I would like to bloom like a flower on the side of the road in the bright and spacious classroom with the white dancing shoes that every girl dreams of, but the red birthmark on my left ankle since I was a child cut off my desire to wear a beautiful dance dress.

My mother said that this birthmark has been on my body since I was born, and it is said that she also thought about taking me to the hospital to make it with a laser, but on the way I met an old fortune teller who said that my birthmark was a good omen and could not go.

At that time, people were still a little superstitious, and although my mother was skeptical, she finally listened to him and took me home.

So, a young girl in the flower season said goodbye to her dance dream and stepped into the door of medical school from the high school campus without hesitation.

In fact, it's no wonder that I, our Chen family is a doctor for three generations, my grandfather is a famous barefoot doctor in ten miles and eight villages, my grandfather is an old Chinese medicine doctor who has worked all his life, and my father's generation has developed into a generation of surgical saints.

Although I am a girl, the fine tradition of the old Chen family practicing medicine for generations can never be broken with me, so as the fourth generation of the Chen family, I was forced by my family to apply for medical school.

According to my father's wishes, I would have to hold a small scalpel in his hand like him to be satisfied, but after my repeated resistance and death, I reluctantly agreed to my choice of pharmacy, and I wanted to be a cold-blooded surgical female knife in the future.

For the layman, life in medical school seems to be both mysterious and full of excitement, what dormitory building toilet baby crying, teaching building midnight girl sighing, these "folklore" in the major website forums are so miraculous that I didn't dare to sleep at night when I first entered the school.

But after three years, I just want to say that the medical school days were really boring, where there were any baby crying, and in the toilet of the dormitory building, I only heard the crying of old ladies who had lost love and drank too much.

Not to mention the teaching building, which neuropathy eats enough to run in the middle of the night without sleep to listen to the sighs of some girl, are you still looking forward to an amazing encounter of a lifetime?

In the past three years, I have been living an extremely miserable life in prison, and there is a saying in the circle of studying medicine called "There are three unfilial pieties, and studying medicine is greater", which shows how deep the resentment of medical students is.

In addition to memorizing textbooks every day, I deal with all kinds of strange chemicals and human organs, and the lengthy medical textbooks simply drive me crazy, to be precise, it should make everyone who studies medicine crazy.

When I first entered the school, just looking at the obscure words in the cold pages was enough to have an urge to drag the white-bearded old professor off the podium and give it a smoking, but fortunately, I was as gentle as I restrained it.

Just when I thought that the next two school years would be spent in such boring and boring days, an event that happened in the school library caused ripples in my life like a pebble falling into a lake.

College campuses in the early autumn are often mixed with an indescribable gloom, and this is especially true for medical schools.

Although the warm southern cities in this month are still red, most of the people who are engaged in medicine have no time to go to the wind and snow when they are buried in books all day, and the admission rate of libraries among major colleges and universities is ranked by a huge advantage, so the library will always become the best place for medical students in this slightly cold weather.

The library in the east area of the school is arguably the most majestic building on the campus, and the first thing that catches your eye when you enter the school gate is this ivory tower of knowledge wrapped in a light gray façade, which has been renovated and rebuilt several times, and now has a height of 24 floors, giving it a proud bird's-eye view of the entire campus.

In fact, there are only the bottom four floors for book collection, and the upper floors are all the office areas of the school leaders and teachers of various departments, and the incident I am going to talk about happened on the third floor of the school library.

It was one day not long after the beginning of the junior year, I went to the library to study with the "plastic little sisters" in the dormitory as usual, and Luo Xiaoxiao, the recognized beauty in the dormitory, had to put on some kind of peach blossom makeup before leaving, so we came a little late today.

According to her theory, it is necessary to maintain a grooming demeanor that attracts the attention of the juniors at all times, and although I scoff at her theory, when it comes to the people in our dormitory, they can really be regarded as blowing trumpets through the windows - famous.

Let's talk about this Luo Xiaoxiao first, she can be said to be my best friend, we have been best friends since junior high school, and later we were admitted to medical school together, when she first entered the dormitory, she was originally assigned to the dormitory next door, and then she forced the teacher in charge of the dormitory to stuff two nephrite streams to achieve the purpose of sleeping with me.

She is tall and beautiful, her facial features are delicate and cute, and she is particularly coquettish, not to mention that it is our professional department flower, which is also the number one, I don't know how many boys in the school are obsessed with her, and it is no secret that she is keen to change her boyfriend in school, but there are still many ignorant elementary school brothers who willingly fall into the spider spirit hole again and again.

In addition to the fact that there is a northern girl named Vanessa in her dorm, who is the only out-of-towner in our dorm. When we first met and asked her name, she coolly threw out such a slightly sexy English name from the corner of her mouth in an unusually lazy Beijing accent, and at first we stared at her nose that was obviously higher than that of a southern girl, and at first thought she was a foreign girl returning from overseas, only to learn later that she gave herself the name Vanessa just because she felt that her Chinese name was too earthy.

Because this name is so piercing, the people in our dormitory are used to calling her Dawei in private, and she herself has no opinion. However, although she is very beautiful, there are not many suitors, maybe for a small boy in the south, she is not so easy to control at 1.72 meters, by the way, her real name is Zhang Jinfeng.

Compared with the two of them, the remaining girl named Lin Qian is much more ordinary, with short undyed black hair that looks exceptionally pure, and her slightly shy eyes are always hiding behind a pair of black-framed glasses, and her harmless appearance makes people can't help but feel love, and the warmth and elegance of her every move show her good family education.

Although the appearance is ordinary, but her identity is really not ordinary, it is said that her father is a certain big leader in the government politics, she doesn't want to say more about what he does, so we don't want to ask in detail, but I heard rumors that it seems to be a high-ranking official in the government, and it is estimated that the origin is not small.

Because we came late that day, when the four of us arrived at the library, the better seats by the windows on the first and second floors were already full, so we went straight to the third floor, selected a long table by the window and sat down in pairs, I glanced at the fashion magazine Luo Xiaoxiao was holding in her hand, and took out a copy of "Clinical Pharmacology" from her bag and studied by herself.

"Lan Lan, don't you want to be so studious, you see that there is probably no second person in this library who is more serious than you, right?" I watched it for a while, Luo Xiaoxiao shook the bells and whistles of "Harper's Bazaar" in her hand, pointed to the cold textbook in front of me, and whispered, the sun shining through the glass window on her bright yellow plaid jacket, which looked extremely warm.

I glared at her obliquely and didn't speak, but Da Wei whispered in her slightly provocative Beijing accent full of children's accents: "You have the ability, don't copy our Lan Lan in the next exam, Lan Lan, don't let you copy it in the next exam." ”

Luo Xiaoxiao was speechless by her words, slapped the magazine in her hand on her thigh, and was about to pretend to have a seizure, but was stopped by Lin Qian on the side.

"Xiaoxiao, harmony and wealth, pay attention to the environment." Lin Qian used a mosquito-like voice to appease Luo Xiaoxiao, who was about to make a big noise.

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the classmates who were studying hard around her, the library was indeed too quiet, she had to angrily shake off the flip-flops hanging on her right foot, stretched out her leg and kicked Dawei under the table, which was considered revenge for her act of drawing a knife for me.

But no sooner had she kicked it down than she could retract it, when she heard a shrill scream echoing through the silent library, coming from upstairs, as if it were rubbing against the tiles on the floor.

"Murder!" An even more miserable woman's scream followed, and everyone present was stunned for a moment before running mad in all directions.