Zhao Zhaowei sighed from across him, empathizing with his phone conversation.
"There's no way around it." Li Qi'an spread his hands, "The people in the department think neither of us is up to par. They believe that as internal medicine students, they didn't plan to seriously mentor us."
Zhao Zhaowei propped his head with his hands, sighing to the point of almost having a heart attack. They came wanting to learn well, but the clinical staff, seeing their lack of practical skills, wouldn't let them touch anything for fear of accidents.
No wonder there had been rumors mocking their eight-year program as full of bookworms. No matter how well you study, there are few who can adapt quickly to the clinical setting like Xie Wanying.
Xie Wanying could imagine Teacher Xiao Sun doubling over with laughter at the situation.
Student Xiao Xie, you've finally come to understand the bitter hardships of clinical teaching, haven't you?
