After the examination, Wei was sent back to the ward.
A group of classmates gathered around the bed and watched over Wei.
"He should be awake by now." Zhang Desheng warned the others, "Let's speak softly."
Zhao Zhaowei agreed: "Don't provoke him."
Everyone thought of the time when Zhao Zhaowei was sick.
Zhao Zhaowei recalls that time with fear: "Fortunately, it was cured. If it wasn't cured and I couldn't be a doctor, I would have wanted to bang my head against the wall."
The students' eyes turned back to Wei.
The gentle classmate Pan Shihua didn't dare to think further and turned away.
"It's unlikely that Shangquan can't become a doctor. There is a lame man in our medical school who wants to be a surgeon." Zhang Desheng tried to comfort everyone and alleviate the pessimistic mood in the room.
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It's fine to say this to outsiders, but if you say it to yourself as a medical student, you'll burst out laughing. Lameness and heart disease are different in nature. Lameness won't kill you, but heart disease will.
None of the students in the ward dared to speak nonsense anymore.
There were footsteps at the door. Xie Wanying turned her head and saw that it was the counselor and Senior Brother Cao who came back.
He walked into the ward and stood beside her. Cao Yong turned his head and made sure that her little eyes were flashing something at him at that moment.
Xie Wanying's face flushed as she was caught peeking by her senior brother. She was too late to look away.
"Do you want to ask about your teacher Cao Zhao?" Cao Yong said, seeing through her thoughts at a glance.
Xie Wanying didn't know how to answer. She was not the only one who was curious about why Brother Shenxian became a pediatric surgeon. The person who was most affected by Wei's incident today should be Brother Shenxian. It is undeniable that Brother Shenxian was the one who cared about Wei the most before. I always felt that Brother Shenxian was hiding something.
He reached out his palm to touch her head, telling her not to worry about him. His second brother's career as a pediatric surgeon had nothing to do with him, Cao Yong. Don't put Wei's problems on him, Cao Yong.
"His elementary school classmate died when he was in the fifth grade," said Cao Yong.
When this was said, many people's mouths widened: What a surprising answer.
Ren Chongda thought that the rumors he heard were different, so he asked, "Didn't he want to be a pediatrician because you drowned as a child?"
Where did the other party hear this news from? Cao Yong wanted to glare at him.
Senior Brother Cao had drowned when he was a child. Xie Wanying nervously looked for signs of "drowning" on Senior Brother Cao's handsome face.
"No." Cao Yong quickly turned around and repeatedly clarified and assured her.
"How did his elementary school classmate die? Was it a heart attack?"
"It was a heart attack. He was told he was going to be hospitalized for surgery, but he died on the operating table."
"That's a serious heart disease." Ren Chongda speculated, "Who should I ask to perform the surgery?"
It was definitely not their father who performed the surgery. Moreover, since the surgery was performed when they were in their early teens, and they were about the same age as Zhu Xing, it was easy to imagine how serious the condition would be. Congenital heart disease has always been more risky when the patient is older.
What outsiders don't know is that the three brothers have already set up their own schools. The Cao family's true academic style is reflected here. In the same cardiac surgery circle, the operations performed by his second and eldest brothers may not be fully approved by their father, and the opinions of their father may not be fully approved by their eldest and second brothers.
Cao Zhao's deceased elementary school classmate sought medical treatment from their father but was refused surgery, and later died on the operating table, perhaps proving that Cao Yudong was right. But Cao Zhao has always been resentful.
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