The Story of Dr. Wang Yuling and Peking University Medicine (III)

Personally, from a rural born baby girl, the father is a primary school diploma, the mother is illiterate, was admitted to the Beijing Medical College, it is really a thing that changed my destiny, I carried my bags, went to Laiyang Railway Station, took the train to Beijing, at that time my mood is not clear how excited, only know that I started all the first time in my life, I sat on the train for the first time in my life, at that time, it seemed that the train was a very strange monster, never seen, After getting on the train, I remembered the teacher describing to us in class that the train crawled on the ground like a snake. The first time I went to Beijing, I saw the building for the first time, and when I was in the countryside, I also heard about what a building is, and the building is a house stacked together layer by floor, and when I arrived in Beijing, I really felt what a building is, the first time in my life....

After arriving at the Beijing Railway Station, there is a Beijing Medical College registration desk at the entrance of the railway station, to the registration office, check their names, they were taken to a bus, I remember very clearly, I did not have a seat on the car, I was standing from Beijing Station to Beijing Medical College, is now haidian District Huayuan Road near the campus, the excitement along the way I may have forgotten, but I remember very clearly, remember that we passed Through Tiananmen Square, when I saw Tiananmen Square, I saw the Tiananmen Tower, I saw the huge square of Tiananmen Square, ten miles of Chang'an....

After entering the campus, after registration, I was assigned to the girls' dormitory, and there were 5 people in our dormitory, one from Tianshui, Gansu, one from Harbin, two from Beijing, and I from Shandong.

The first class in medical school was not a culture class, but a tuberculosis skin test (BCG vaccine), and many older people may remember that just at the most tender skin on the front side of your wrist, inject some liquid with a small needle, I really cried, and all the classmates laughed at me.

So the first concept that medicine gave me was pain. Because I grew up in the countryside, I didn't take medicine, I hardly got injections, I didn't meet people in white coats, and those in white coats were called doctors.

So my medical career began with a tuberculosis skin test, and pain was my first impression of medicine.