The nurse was so happy to hear what he said, and she kept saying, "Originally, the person I wanted to invite the most to the wedding was you, Doctor Cao, but you went abroad and can't come back. I told my husband that we would invite Doctor Cao to our house for dinner. My husband and I really like the things you gave me. - Doctor Cao, your clothes are so handsome!"
It's so handsome.
The cool leather jacket with fleece and the dark blue pure cashmere sweater inside are as fashionable as a star. In China, people usually wear down jackets and cotton-padded clothes in winter, which are bloated.
Western, Western, really Western. The nurse's words had already attracted a group of medical students standing at the door of the dressing room to look over here. Seeing the figure of handsome Cao, all the male and female medical students had pink eyes like fans.
To put it bluntly, modern Chinese medicine is Westernized. Many medical students admire foreign doctors, and watching American medical dramas is even more fashionable. When defining yourself as a doctor, you must be like the doctors in American dramas: you must have medical skills, dress well, and be chic and romantic.
If a doctor like handsome Cao were to become a reality, medical students, nurses, patients and their families would all turn pink.
After greeting the nurse, Cao Yong walked to the nurse station and asked his fellow student Huang Zhilei, "What's the matter? You called me just now?"
"Yes, brother, it's like this. Junior sister said there was a patient--" When Huang Zhilei was reporting the situation, he found that his brother suddenly turned his head away.
The moment her eyes met with the handsome Cao, Xie Wanying felt a little nervous, but she habitually gave a polite smile.
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Cao Yong couldn't help but smile as he saw the stiffness on her lips. He was a doctor, and he could tell at a glance that the little apprentice sister was suddenly nervous when she saw him. Xie Wanying was a little nervous, having not seen him for a few years, and she could feel intuitively that the handsome Cao who came back this time should be even more powerful.
"You mean Director Lu's patient?" Cao Yong was listening carefully to his junior's work report.
At this moment, Xiao Du suddenly received a call, handed his phone to Cao Yong, and said, "The dean called you, Doctor Cao."
Cao Yong took the phone and listened to the instructions of the leader on the other side: "Yes, Dean Wu, I'm in our department. Director Zhang's wife is in our department now. You want me to check on her, right? Okay, I'll see if she's there."
"Director Zhang's wife?" Huang Zhilei repeated the words and touched his glasses on the bridge of his nose in surprise: Could it be Director Lu's female patient?
"Where are the people?" Cao Yong asked.
"In the dressing room." Huang Zhilei replied.
"Follow me." Cao Yong waved his hand.
Huang Zhilei and Xie Wanying followed immediately. At this time, Cao Yong entered the doctor's locker room first, took off his coat, put on a doctor's white coat, and hung up his doctor's badge.
Cao Yong, who came out after changing his clothes, once again caused a group of medical students to exclaim.
"No way? He's the deputy chief physician!"
Anyone who studies medicine knows how difficult it is to be promoted to associate chief physician. Some doctors never get promoted in their entire lives. There are only a few people like Cao Yong who are associate chief physicians in their twenties. Not to mention, he is an associate chief physician in neurosurgery, the top department of surgery.
The medical students felt like they were in a dream when looking at handsome Cao.
After all, looking back, the fifty-something Director Lu only had the same job title.
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