A Smooth Path in Med

A fifth-year clinical student named Zhang Fan stood in the shade, but he couldn't feel a bit of coolness. The anxiety and heat these past few days had even caused blisters on his mouth corners.,About to graduate, Zhang Fan was really desperate. He gritted his teeth and returned to the dormitory. Of course, his roommates didn't have much money either, so they couldn't lend him any.,Room 504 was a gathering place for gamblers. When Zhang Fan knocked on the door, a voice inside shouted at him, "Dealer, you've been slacking off lately. If you don't come soon, I'll starve to death. Hurry up, two packs of braised meat and two eggs."。