Chapter 221
The silver-gray Maybach left the hospital and left without dust.

In the next few days, Su Ge finally experienced the hard life that the seniors said.

I am so busy in the laboratory every day that I never go home before ten o'clock.

Every time I come home, I basically just wash up, touch the bed and go to sleep.

Chu Yihan never came back from a business trip. There was a time difference abroad. Su Ge would send him a message every day before going to bed. His reply to the message was no longer as timely as before, but fortunately, he would reply every day.

The first thing she does when she wakes up every morning is to grab her phone to check his messages. Sometimes she doesn't sleep well, and even in the middle of the night, she grabs her phone to see if he replied.

Every time she saw him reply to a message, she felt at ease.

Waking up the next day was another day full of energy.

Arriving at the department early in the morning, Su Ge suddenly found that the status of the people in the department was not quite right.

Although I am tired recently, everyone cheers each other up and is in good spirits.

Today, however, everyone's spirits are particularly sluggish.

Especially after Su Ge entered the door, everyone was even more wrong. Although they were all greeting her with a smile, this kind of smile was a forced smile.

Su Ge observed everyone, only Mu Zhenzhen looked normal.

"Zhenzhen, what happened?" Su Ge went directly to ask Mu Zhenzhen.

Mu Zhenzhen glanced at everyone, everyone was giving her eyes, but she didn't seem to intend to hide Su Ge from the beginning, "Xiao Ge, a special patient passed away."

"What... what?" Su Ge's legs softened, and he subconsciously supported the table beside him.

So fast……

How can it be so fast?

"Sister Xiaoge, don't be sad. It's not our fault. This patient's deadline is not long. We tried our best." Xu Yang came over and patted Su Ge's shoulder gently.

"But senior, isn't our duty to give hope to these desperate people?" Su Ge turned to look at Xu Yang, his eyes were already flushed.

Why... But why did these people leave this world without seeing any hope...

Xu Yang lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Su Ge suddenly thought of something, and stared blankly at Xu Yang, "Senior, what is the probability that special patients will survive during your internship?"

Xu Yang looked at Su Ge's eyes full of worry and hope, and parted his lips, but made no sound.

"Less than ten percent." Qi Fei's voice sounded.

Su Ge looked at Qi Fei in a flash.

I couldn't believe it all over my face.

Less than... ten percent?
ten percent...

What is the probability?
In other words, most of the patients in their hands, or even all of them, are likely to die, right?

They may only save one person after a month, and they may not even be able to save one person, right?
"Sister Xiaoge, the reality is so cruel. These people were originally sentenced to death. We are not gods, so we cannot guarantee to bring them back from death. We can only do our best to do research, so that the future will be the same as them. A man of fate is not sentenced to death."

Su Ge looked at Qi Fei anxiously.

It seems that now I understand the purpose of coming here to practice.

Their purpose is not to save people, but to do better research.

That's right, why did she forget, they are all interns, this is just a practical course.

How could she be so naive, thinking they were here to give hope to those who were desperate?
They...can't give them hope.

(End of this chapter)

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