The train is slowly approaching the station.
Walking on the platform, Wen Zihan looked up and could see the train windows slowly passing by in front of him like pedestrians.
Inside the window, there is a bustling scene of passengers coming and going.
The train arrived at the station and passengers had to get off. Many passengers had already taken their luggage down from the luggage rack on the train and squeezed into the aisle to form a long, crowded queue.
With so many people crowded together, it is difficult to identify individuals.
Unless that person looks particularly familiar to you.
At that moment, the dark brown shirt that flashed across her vision made her realize without a second thought that it must be him.
He likes to wear dark clothes, and dark clothes make him look particularly elegant.
As for this understanding, it should be said that he had played together with her cousins since childhood and they were like brothers. He often visited her grandparents' house.
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Occasionally when he met her, he would stand at the door, his inky eyes blending perfectly with his dark clothes.
To put it simply, he is a person who is who he is and he doesn't pretend. Whatever he wears reveals his personality.
The color is dark and bottomless, like the upright, cold and upright nobles of ancient times.
In ancient books, the eyes of such people are as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath.
Not surprisingly, his eyes caught hers when she spotted him.
There were people on the platform. Passengers from the opposite train got off first, and it was just as busy and lively.
She walked through the crowd with the station staff, wearing a purple dress to keep cool in the summer.
Actually, she is not a person who pursues fashion, on the contrary, she is a very casual person.
Look today, a simple dress with double-strap Roman sandals is not necessarily fashionable.
As for the suit she wore when she went to the clinic last time, it was bought when she went shopping with her friends abroad. She had to wear it after buying it, so she put it on. Because she was not planning to go to the clinic that day, when she was about to go out to eat, drink and have fun with her friends, Grandpa Li called her to the clinic for emergency.
Beautiful women look good in anything they wear.
The person standing next to him in the same carriage looked out the window and saw her. He pointed and said, "Wen Shining, that's your sister, right?"
Wen Shining turned his head and glanced out the window, then nodded: "Yes."
A group of people started talking: "What a beautiful girl."
The train stopped, the door opened, and Wen Zihan boarded the carriage where the patient was.
The group of Western medicine doctors who had been waiting for her on the train with their patients stared at her as she came in, following her every move.
In the medical field, beauty is not an advantage. On the contrary, it always makes many people doubt that it is unreliable to rely on appearance to win. Dr. Xie in the previous article suffered too much from this loss.
Wen Zihan was familiar with these looks, which were basically the same as the looks Dr. Yin and others had given him in the clinic that day.
The most important thing is to treat the patients, without looking around and passing other people.
Wen Shining, who had come to look for her, suddenly remembered: "You don't seem to have brought anything, right?"
Traditional Chinese medicine also needs medical tools to treat diseases and save lives. For an acupuncturist like her, without needles, she is like a housewife without rice.
"It's okay." Wen Zihan replied, "Let's check on the patient first."
Next, she squatted down beside the patient. Due to the limitations of the scene, she only gave the patient a quick and simple physical examination.
Physical examinations in traditional Chinese medicine are somewhat different from those in Western medicine. For example, a traditional Chinese doctor will feel the patient's pulse instead of just counting the pulses like a Western doctor would do by touching the radial artery at the patient's wrist.
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