Just now, the health department announced that the compulsory training system for resident doctors will be cancelled with immediate effect.

This is not to say that all hospitals no longer engage in regular training, but this requirement has been changed from the previous mandatory to can.

It can be done or not, and it is up to the hospital itself to decide.

In Tong Xiaoran's eyes at this time, this is simply a specially customized gift for her.

The core of the new policy is that practicing doctors do not have to go through the precondition of regular training first.

What if you are withdrawn? As long as a hospital is willing to accept her, she can immediately transform into a full-fledged resident.

The people who should be entangled now should be those students who are still in training, right?

She thought about it and called Yang Ruixue.

It rang seven or eight times before the other party picked it up, and his attitude was quite cold.

"Ruixue. You know the changes in the training system, right? Tong Xiaoran asked eagerly.

"Well, I see." Yang Ruixue replied concisely and to the point.

"Well, Ruixue, you know my current situation. Can you talk to your uncle and ask him to help me?"

This sentence was interrupted by Yang Ruixue.

"In fact, no matter how the training system is changed, there is one thing that will not change." She said: "The employment threshold of our Yunshi First Hospital can only be raised but not lowered. ”

The contempt contained in this sentence was inaudible to Tong Xiaoran.

It's just that she's the one who begs, so she has to accompany the smiling face anyway.

"Where do you think of it, Ruixue. I never thought I could go into a place so tall in a courtyard. ”

"But isn't there other small hospitals? Your uncle is well-connected, and if you say a word for me, someone will always listen. ”

Yang Ruixue sneered in her heart. This is the common idea of low-class people, who always feel that those who are in high positions and powerful can help speak and do things, and it doesn't take anything at all.

But she didn't know that her uncle's connections also needed to be maintained, and if she opened up with someone once, she had to give people a reciprocal return.

So why does he want to waste his favor and pull you for nothing?

Therefore, Tong Xiaoran is short-sighted and can't get on the stage.

Although she was not used to seeing it in her heart, Yang Ruixue didn't say anything about it.

This person's reputation is already bad, and there is no lower limit to doing things, and she neither wants to get close to her, nor does she want to offend her.

It is better to live up to the gentleman than to offend the villain. This kind of thing, Yang Ruixue can still carry it clearly.

"Xiaoran, don't be in a hurry. As soon as this policy was introduced, the city courtyard will hold a meeting to discuss and formulate its own implementation rules, and then we will find a way. ”

"You, you have been resting at ease recently, and you should take a small long vacation. You know, I've always been on your side, some people, if they do too much injustice, they will kill themselves, just wait and see! ”

She said it reasonably, and Tong Xiaoran didn't hear the slightest hint of procrastination.

After hanging up the phone, her mood gradually calmed down, and she couldn't help but yawn a lot.

It's all because of the dream last night, it's too real, it looks like I haven't slept all night.

Perhaps, she should really take advantage of this time to rest more and make up for more sleep, as Rui Xue said.

Thinking so, she lay back into bed, and soon fell asleep again.

"Smack!" The whip slammed into her back, and the pain hit her in an instant, distorting her countenance.

As far as the eye could see, countless people like her, dressed in black striped clothing, toiled in the fields under the management of the expressionless overseers.

The sky is purple-red, and from the horizon, you can see a large orange-red celestial body surrounded by bright yellow star rings, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Isn't that the dream from last night? Why is she here again?

I don't want to sleep, I want to wake up!

Tong Xiaoran thought frantically in his mind, but his body bowed down honestly, put his forehead on a mirror-like device, and closed his eyes.

A thin green mist came out in a flash, drifting into the ground in front of her.

Those fine green buds, nourished by the green mist, slowly unfolded the leaf petals.

Tong Xiaoran's head gradually developed a feeling of dizziness, accompanied by headaches and nausea.

This feeling is the sequelae of mental overdraft, and she has tasted it many times last night.

She instinctively wanted to raise her head, but she held back.

Those ruthless overseers would never allow her to rest without squeezing out the last of their energy.

She had already felt this vividly last night.

The green mist thinned out until it was completely gone. At this time, Tong Xiaoran was already in a cold sweat, had a splitting headache, and collapsed to the ground weakly.

The overseer standing behind her showed no mercy for her.

"Break for thirty minutes, and the countdown begins."

Tong Xiaoran was lying on the ground, his heart full of powerlessness and helplessness.

When the time came, she was driven up again by the leather whip, and trembled and pressed her forehead to the device

In the cycle after cycle, Tong Xiaoran's head gradually swelled and ached, and no matter how much he rested, he couldn't slow down.

"Please, I really can't." She lay on the ground and grabbed the boots of the cold man behind her with both hands: "Let me rest a little longer, just a little while."

The only answer to her was the whip behind her, as if it had been torn.

Tong Xiaoran thought that this dream would be exactly the same as last night, and it went on and on until she couldn't hold on anymore, fell into a deep coma, and then woke up.

But the truth is not quite what she thinks.

Just when she felt that she was about to run out of support, a long, sharp alarm sounded.

"All the prisoners of the atonement camp, immediately stop what they are doing and assemble at the military port within ten minutes!"

The sound of the radio echoed over the farm, making Tong Xiaoran understand her new identity in her dream.

Prisoners of the Camp of Atonement? What's the same thing? Are you obviously a good law-abiding citizen?

But since it's just a dream, it's not so important what identity is in it.

Although this dream is a little too real and has continuity, it is still just a dream in the end!

She thought as she merged into the flow of people heading to the military port.

There are really a lot of people in this atonement camp, and there are thousands of them in the sky, all of them are similar to themselves, with pale faces and dull expressions.

"Hello. Why did you come in? A man walking beside her asked quietly.

"I don't know, I just got some sleep." Before Tong Xiaoran's words were finished, he was whipped again:

"Prisoners are forbidden to talk to each other!" The overseers' whips fluttered, quickly pouring the new rule into everyone's minds.

They were driven into small ships of unknown type, and then took off into the air.

The huge centrifugal force made Tong Xiaoran, who was already in a strong spirit, feel even more dizzy.

However, the vast cosmic grandeur outside the porthole was something she had never seen before.

Tong Xiaoran was suddenly in a trance, and her thoughts became accessible.

Maybe this not ordinary dream was the beginning of her adventure?

She is a child, in fact, she is not an ordinary Blue Star person, but what sacred mission is she shouldering?

While he was thinking wildly, the radio on the spaceship suddenly sounded.

(End of chapter)