Just look at this sick young man, his delicate appearance and clear pale skin give him the air of an artist who is as ethereal as a fairy.

"Yingying, do you have anything to tell us?" Lin Hao asked.

After seeing the patient, Xie Wanying straightened up and did not say anything in front of the patient, but walked to the corner.

The other two followed her.

"He knows what disease he has." When they reached the corner, Pan Shihua uttered the first sentence.

Dr. Pan Shihua is as good as a detective in understanding the daily living habits of his patients.

It was appropriate to hand such a patient over to Dr. Pan. Xie Wanying said to Dr. Pan, "You may need to help him speak later."

Dr. Pan could only look down at the ceiling and say that he would try his best.

Because he could just see that the patient's trust was in Dr. Xie.

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...

Patients with a little bit of brains are not stupid. They know that the doctor who found out that he was in a serious condition and took him back to the hospital is his lifesaver and has a connection with him.

The doctor-patient relationship is based on fate.

The young man lying on the bed opened his eyes and looked at the figures in white coats not far away. Maybe it was because of the fever, but his clear eyes seemed to be misty when he saw the handsome figure among them.

Senior Brother Shen called, he must have known that the situation on her side was almost handled.

"Brother, I'm going upstairs, to the third floor, right? You wait for me at the elevator? Okay." After receiving the call, Xie Wanying hung up and prepared to leave.

Lin Hao asked her again, "Don't you have anything else to say?"

What was wrong with this young man? She didn't say.

Fever, fast heart rate, and something wrong with the electrocardiogram. It was initially suspected that there was something wrong with the heart. As for the specific problem, Xie Wanying said matter-of-factly: "Let's talk about it after the examination. Blood test, electrocardiogram, ultrasound..."

Lin Hao opened her mouth slightly, with a hint of disbelief in her eyes, as if she was not sure what disease the patient had.

This is really rare for Dr. Xie, who has always been very skilled in technology.

There is too little patient data available to her, so she cannot make any assumptions. She is not a god.

Xie Wanying was speechless at Dr. Lin Hao's excessive praise of her.

Perhaps because he heard the conversation between the young doctors, a smile suddenly appeared on the young man's pale face, probably because he was amused by what the young doctors said.

She hurried downstairs to the elevator to look for Senior Brother Shen. Xie Wanying was walking through the crowd. On the way, her cell phone beeped. It was a text message from Senior Brother Cao. Cao Yong: I'm back.

I set an example by telling her I was safe first, and then see if she would dare to do the same thing in the future.

Xie Wanying understood Brother Cao's good intentions, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

When she almost reached the elevator, she saw that Senior Brother Shen was busy talking on the phone and didn't seem to notice her.

"Are you here, Mr. Qi?" Shen Youhuan asked.

"Yes, I'm almost there. Doctor Shen, I'd like to ask what the results of my grandfather's examination are?" Qi Yunfeng asked from the opposite side.

"The chairman's films are in my hands now," Shin Youhuan told the family, "and our doctors will hold a meeting and discuss before coming up with a medical plan for him."

"My grandfather didn't explain it clearly on the phone, but from what I heard from his tone, it seemed to be different from what the previous doctor said. If you have a meeting, will Director Zhang preside over it? Which doctors will participate?"