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.,After Zhang Fan came on stage, he slowly played a few hands and observed the other players. He got a general idea in his mind.。