"Tap, tap, tap!"
Gu Ran's fingers struck the keyboard, and after hitting the 'Enter' key, the search results for "5000-word reflection on a psychiatrist eating food given by a patient" popped up.
He scrolled the mouse wheel, but didn't find what he wanted.
"Tap, tap, tap!"
Input: Reflection on adverse events in psychiatry
Then he entered: Model reflective essays for medical staff, selected
The pages switched back and forth, different formats, sentences assembled in his mind, like collecting samples and materials from all over to construct a new building.
Building name: Reflection on eating patient's food
"I write this reflective essay with a guilt and regret totaling 240,000 percent. As a doctor, I feel deep shame and unease about my failure to perform my duties. Here, I make a thorough self-criticism..."
There was only him in the office—Su Qing wouldn't dare to use Baidu himself. Although the keyboard wasn't too loud, the tapping was still quite audible.
