As time gradually approached noon, the last patient came in.
After the patient came in, the person who accompanied the patient helped close the door of the clinic without the medical staff's help.
The medical staff on the scene did not move for the time being. Just looking at the condition and actions, it was clear that this patient attached great importance to privacy.
Song Xuelin immediately recalled the last time the female star came to Cao Yong’s office for medical treatment. The accompanying personnel made almost identical movements. So, who is this patient in front of him?
He was not at the dinner that day, but everyone else was there.
The others looked at the newcomer with slightly stiff faces.
Today's situation shows that all the patients that night ran here without thinking, including international stars.
Fang Qinsu, who was wearing a baseball cap, seemed to think that he didn't need to wear sunglasses anymore. He raised his head and revealed his facial features.
This was the first time Song Xuelin had seen him. His brown eyes narrowed, as if a camera was capturing the other person's facial features.
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With a genius's eyes it is very easy to tell whose face this resembles.
Wei Shangquan whispered in Pan Shihua's ear: "They really look alike."
Pan Shihua hurriedly told Wei to shut up.
Because the person in front of him had no idea what had happened and seemed to have forgotten everything that had happened.
When several people secretly looked down at Xie Wanying, she remained calm and composed.
Cao Yong's brows were solemn and slightly furrowed.
As a doctor, when a patient comes to you for treatment, you always have to ask what's going on.
It is hard to say whether this person was awake that night or whether he could hear and remember what the people around him said. The main thing is that I don't know if there is something wrong with his brain.
"Hello, Doctor Cao." Fang Qinsu said.
Over the years, the loose roundness in this person's accent has not been eliminated. It can only be said that some things are deeply rooted and it is difficult for someone to erase them.
"Yeah." Cao Yong replied calmly, and he could tell that the patient had at least overheard some of the conversation that day. If that was the case, the patient should have known that Cao Yong didn't want to see him. Why did the patient come to him on purpose?
"I heard that day that it was you, Doctor Cao, who saved me."
If you want to thank him specially, there is no need.
"Doctor Cao, have you known me before?"
"no."
"Isn't it?" Fang Qinsu repeated this sentence softly, his chin slightly tucked in, his hands crossed on his knees, his fingers long and slender, his knuckles strong, his fingertips occasionally tapping his thighs as if playing Don Quixote, his eyes looking at others sharp and domineering.
The international star might have taken such an attitude because he was used to being arrogant. On the other hand, this person seemed to have come here with some anger in his heart.
"Aren't you here to see a doctor? Are you feeling unwell?" Cao Yong asked in a calm tone.
"I thought doctors were honest, Dr. Cao."
He is very honest, so doctors generally don't like to see patients with unclear personal relationships, especially this kind of patient. But this person just had to knock on the door.
"If you are not feeling unwell and want to discuss issues other than medical treatment, we need to find another time. There are patients waiting to be seen," said Cao Yong.
"I feel uncomfortable, Doctor Cao."
"Where?"
"I forgot something. Doctor Cao, you know what happened to the part of my memory I lost, but you didn't tell me."
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