Stopping bleeding as soon as possible is more important than anything else.
The old man didn't understand any professional terms, but he knew what it meant to be lucky. When he got on the stretcher, he looked up at the people around him and asked, "Who saved me?"
The common people don't care about anything as long as they remember who their savior is.
At this point, Dr. Zhang lowered his head and sneaked away while Ren Chongda and the others were distracted.
"Old man, let's go to the hospital first." After comforting the old man, the emergency doctor went to check on the uncle who had fainted on the ground and asked Cao Yong, "He has a brain injury. Can you perform surgery on him?"
"I'm not on duty in the neurosurgery department today," Cao Yong replied.
It was impossible for Cao, a handsome guy, to take the work of other people's classes. The injured were all taken away by the emergency department. Cao Yong took the mineral water brought by the waiter, opened the bottle cap, and washed Xie Wanying's bloody hands to avoid scaring passers-by.
Cao's surgeon fingers are delicate and gentle, and he is now carefully pouring water on someone's hand.
In the hazy night, such handsome Cao is so charming.
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Gigi Leung and the two girls watched with their hearts beating fast.
"Thank you, teacher." Xie Wanying thanked sincerely.
Cao Yong threw away the empty water bottle, took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket and handed it to her: "Wipe your face."
Was there blood on her face? Xie Wanying took his handkerchief and wiped it on her face.
"Also, call me senior brother." Cao Yong said to her.
Zhang Xiaohui and the two girls felt a pang in their hearts: just now the three of them tried hard to call Senior Brother but were rejected——
"How boring!" A girl stomped her feet and cursed.
Zhang Xiaohui turned around with a gloomy face and walked away. The other two girls followed her, looking back from time to time, trying to engrave Xie Wanying's face firmly in their minds.
Isn't it the same to call him teacher or senior brother? Xie Wanying didn't think much about this question, but she remembered to wash the handkerchief that her senior brother lent her to wipe her face and return it to him.
After regaining some strength, Xie Wanying stood up, took her schoolbag, and followed the three teachers to the restaurant. She borrowed someone's washbasin to wash her hands and face, and also borrowed soap to wash someone's handkerchief.
Cao Yong and the other two sat back down at the dining table.
The dishes and rice were cold, so I asked the waiter to reheat them.
Ren Chongda glanced at the monitor standing next to him and said, "Send her back to the girls' dormitory later."
"Yes, Mr. Ren." Yue Wentong's voice was a little weak when he answered. He didn't know what to say next. After all, his performance tonight was obvious to everyone and embarrassed the counselor.
Hearing the monitor's emotions, Ren Chongda said, "The road to medicine is long."
Medicine is not about getting 90 or 100 points at the beginning and then you will be good. The road to medicine is very long and difficult. Every day is a new test. There is no end and no one is the best.
"Become a doctor. As long as you can save a patient every time, you win." Zhu Huicang continued his old classmate's words.
Yue Wentong felt even more embarrassed after hearing the two teachers' implied meaning, because at this moment he was only thinking about comparing himself with Xie Wanying.
As a doctor, keeping a normal mind is more important than anything else.
"Brother." After washing the towel, Xie Wanying came out and wrung the towel out to return it to someone. "It's clean, but I didn't dry it in time for you. How about I take it back to the balcony of the dormitory and let it cool down."
"Okay, you can put it out to dry." Cao Yong said.
Xie Wanying was stunned: Ah, isn’t Mr. Cao in a hurry to get his handkerchief back?
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