The junior sister drew him? Tao Zhijie's mind was instantly downtime for a second.

Some people couldn't wait to stretch their heads out to see what Xie Wanying painted Tao Zhijie's portrait.

Zhu Huicang turned around and looked at Cao Yong: What should I do? Did he paint Tao Zhijie?

Cao Yong's two shallow dimples on his lips were laughing without saying anything, and he knew that this was absolutely impossible.

Sure enough, there is no portrait painting on the notebook, only anatomical maps.

"This painting is not a human face anatomy." Zhu Huicang, who saw it clearly, complained that Zhang Huayao was nervous when he talked randomly.

There are nervous people, it is Xie Wanying, the person involved. She adjusted her breathing secretly and did not dare to speak. Uncle Zhang is a top expert, so naturally she can see what she is painting.

"Am I wrong? Look at it if she painted it? "Are you questioned? Zhang Huayao simply showed her notebook page to Tao Zhijie to see who was talking nonsense.

Tao Zhijie's eyes flashed over the picture drawn by the junior sister. As expected, the anatomical map should be a kind of surgical path diagram of the patient. Zhang Huayao's words were drawing him, which meant that she was drawing the surgery he used to.

Path style.

He and Tan Klin teach differently, he rarely interfere with students' own learning, so he has never read her notes. Now, after taking a closer look, he found that what she drew was really like the surgical ideas he would come up with.

Tao Zhijie was slightly surprised in his eyes, thinking about when she could not only touch his thoughts, but even his skills and ideas seemed to have figured out.

Tell her that he is easy to talk to, could she just touch his senior brother and cross the river?

"In addition to painting you, she seems to be painting another person." Zhang Huayao's hand was pinching hard on the green stubble on his chin, and continued to study the map drawn by Xie Wanying in depth.

The painting is too rough, and the icon symbols are overlapping. It can be said that if the person who sees it does not have a terrifying look, he will not be able to see the reason at all.

This medical student doesn't look like he is taking notes, he is taking the teacher exam. Zhang Huayao had such a thought flashed through his mind, and a smile fell into his deep eyes. Who is the medical student who can take the teacher exam? I can only say that he is very outstanding.

It's an unparalleled up-and-coming show. This is obviously something worth pondering.

Most of the people present were confused when they heard Zhang Huayao's words. If Tao Zhijie hadn't said anything, it seemed that he was right, everyone would have thought that this man was talking crazy.

When reading Xie Wanying's notebook, Zhang Huayao raised his head and looked at the face of each doctor present, as if looking for which one was the other person Xie Wanying painted. Soon, his eyes were locked on Tan Kelin's face:

"It's you, Dr. Tan."

After receiving this man's words, Tan Kelin narrowed his single eyelids under his long bangs: He, a proud student, has always liked to steal his skills, so it is not surprising that he can draw his surgical ideas. But what she is doing now? I'm afraid he will

This teacher needs to think about it.

"Have you talked to her about this operation?" Zhang Huayao asked Tao Zhijie and Tan Klin, thinking about why Xie Wanying suddenly had the heart to draw them and painted them at the meeting.

There was no such operation with her. I had asked her about Teacher Lu's diagnosis before. Besides, this surgery category belongs to extrahepatobiliary surgery and involves cardiothoracic surgery. What did Tan Klin think about? He came to participate only as a hospital.
Chapter completed!