The breeze outside the window was blowing, and the hair in front of Mu Yingge's forehead looked at Huang Ze standing beside him from time to time.

smiled skillfully, and raised her eyebrows.

"So happy?" An Ge's fists clenched slightly, obviously Mu Yingge's happiness made him feel very disappointed.

He wanted to make Mu Yingge feel pain, let the people around her isolate her, and make her face show a painful look, instead of the smile like sunshine now.

The corners of his lips slowly raised, evoking a smile. Strode calmly towards the two people outside the door.

When Mu Yingge saw An Ge walking towards her, a thin layer of sweat immediately appeared in her palms.

"Good morning. Singer An was holding a folder in her pocket, slowly walked past Mu Yingge's side, and suddenly stopped again to say hello to Mu Yingge.

Mu Yingge lowered her head and was silent, her fingernails sinking into her flesh.

"Looks like he's still angry. An Ge's eyes looked up slightly, and the smile on the corner of his lips was a little flamboyant.

The afterglow of her eyes fell back on Mu Yingge's body, looking back and forth, watching her endure her anger, and her heart was full of joy.

Xu felt that the goal had been achieved, and it would be very boring to stay any longer, so he turned his head and left with the folder in his hand.

"Is he crazy, he dares to come and say hello to you when he does that kind of thing. Huang Ze on the side looked at An Ge's back and grimaced, if it weren't for the school's explicit regulations that you can't fight, otherwise you will be expelled directly, and you really want to swing your fist at it.

"He can't be arrogant for a few days, leave him alone. The corners of Mu Yingge's lips hooked up a smile, signaling Huang Ze's peace of mind.

But her originally good mood was instantly destroyed by An Ge.

That's it, after the trial, Ange's good days will come to an end.

In the Human Resources Department of the First Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in City A, Mu Zili dragged his schoolbag, which contained some academic documents and information, and sat in the conference room quietly waiting for the hospital's notice.

A doctor in a white lab coat strode into the conference room, put one hand in his pocket, and glanced at Mu Zili from top to bottom.

"We need more than five years of qualifications from a tertiary hospital to admit TCM physicians here, you shouldn't have one, right?"

"I used to open my own medical clinic, don't worry, my medical clinic has never had an accident, and my medical skills are very superb. Mu Zili immediately stood up and took the initiative to introduce himself.

"How can a private hospital compare with our hospital, you go, our hospital doesn't want you. The white-coated doctor waved his hand.

"Hey, you should also study Chinese medicine, you should know that our Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine, and the most important thing should be the doctor's reputation, not the qualifications of this kind of big hospital. ”

"It's the 21st century, Western medicine and Chinese medicine are the same, don't fool me with those useless things, if you really have as much god as you say, you won't apply for a job in our hospital. The doctor glanced at the angry Mu Zili, this girl, so young, but with such a big temper.

"Hey, you!" Mu Zili wanted to stop the doctor who was about to leave the conference room, but the other party didn't mean to stop at all.

That's it, even if you win this person by arguing, this person will not admit you on behalf of the hospital.

"It's almost time to get out of school, so let's go home and cook for Yingge first. Mu Zili carried his small bag and quickly walked out of the gate of the hospital, and the sunset at dusk quietly fell.

Due to the interview wall, Mu Zili's pace was very slow.

There is a VIP sanatorium next to this traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and at this time, there are many elderly people around who are eating and bathing in the plane tree aisle in front of the hospital at dusk.

"Help!" a hurried cry rang out.

Mu Zili ran quickly along with the shout, only to see a group of people surrounding a circle, squeezing into the crowd.

An elderly man in his seventies was lying in the middle of the road, and next to her was a girl in her twenties, who looked like a nurse, doing first aid work on the elderly.

"Why didn't it work?" the nurse's forehead burst into beads of sweat.

"Get out of the way, do you want her to be so grinding?" Mu Zili pushed the nurse away, grabbed the old man's middle with one hand, and dragged the old man's neck with the other.

"What are you doing, I'm giving her first aid until the doctor comes. ”

"He couldn't make it to the doctor and had to do cardiac resuscitation right away. Mu Zili's eyes were full of seriousness, the body of the elderly over sixty-five years old is much worse than that of ordinary people, and normal people can temporarily regain consciousness or prolong sleep time through simple first aid.

But the old man can't, as long as he misses the best time for cardiac resuscitation, he will no longer be able to save him.

"You let him go and wait for the doctor to come. The nurse reached out to pick Mu Zili's hand, but Mu Zili pushed her away.

"The survival rate of cardiac resuscitation for people over 65 years old is only 2 percent, and now save him, the survival rate is 50 percent, if you want him to live, just cooperate with me. ”

Mu Zili laid the old man flat and pressed the old man's chest with his hands. You must persevere, and only if you persist will there be hope of living.

"How can I help you. The nurse was a little stunned by the scolding, and looked at Mu Zili at a loss.

"There's mint leaves on the side of the road, you go get some. Mu Zili looked at the old man's eyelids, and the eyelids were white and bloodshot. It should not be shock, but syncope.

Crush the mint grass and place it in front of the old man's mouth and nose.

"Come here!" Mu Zili put the mint grass away and shouted at the nurse. "Take his right hand and learn from me. ”

Mu Zili lifted the old man's left hand, pressed the first and second metacarpal bones on the old man's palm with his fingers, and then turned to his thumb and continued to pinch.

"Ahem!" the old man in a coma finally reacted, opening his cloudy eyes,

The people around them gasped and marveled at Mu Zili's first aid methods.

In the distance, the doctor carried a stretcher and quickly ran towards the old man.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. The doctors pushed through the crowd and saw the old man sitting on the ground staring at him.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to save you. The doctor said with a confused expression.

"Oh, carry me up. ”

Outside the hospital ward, Mu Zili sat on the cold hospital corridor.

"The hospital doesn't make the chairs more comfortable, and when you sit on them, you're about to freeze out of the cold. ”

"Hello, Grandpa Cao asked you to go in. The nurse walked out the door.

"Good. Mu Zili dragged his small bag into the VIP senior ward.

"Girl, thank you for saving me, do you want to see how I recover until now?" Cao Yang, who was lying on the bed, looked at Mu Zili and said. "Just sit next to me. ”

"It's not. Mu Zili sat on the sofa next to Cao Yang's bed, looking back and forth at the entire room, so luxurious, this old man should be very rich. "I'm here to ask for money. ”

"I will never save people in vain, but if I do, I will be rewarded. ”