One thing in common between these two types of children is that their brains are not good.

Given that what ordinary people fear most is usually the news heard from the medical circle, as long as it is not a rumor, basically what doctors fear most is.

How to treat the brain if it doesn't work? Think about the first day of Xie going to the neurosurgery department and worshiping Senior Brother Cao's sunshine. He basically has no treatment if it doesn't work. He heard his subordinates talking about the child's condition on the phone. Cao Zhao frowned and turned around and said to the third child: "Take me to the emergency department of the Shou'er."

Shouer's neurosurgery is not good, I said this earlier.

The teachers were going back to the hospital, and a few classmates followed them into the car and went back to the hospital to study.

Not far away, Yang Shaokun was sitting in the driver's seat and preparing to drive. After being embarrassed by Wei's family, he kept complaining about Zhang Xiaohui sitting in the passenger seat.

Zhang Xiaohui didn't say anything, and looked silent and was thinking: Why did she sit here and what is her purpose with this person?

When I looked out of the car window again, I saw Cao Yong's car passing by their car, as if I was rushing to go somewhere.

"You say something." Seeing that she did not respond, Yang Shaokun didn't know what was wrong with her, he asked.

Zhang Xiaohui finally spoke out: "I want to go back to the hospital."

"Don't you have to go to work today?" Yang Shaokun was surprised. "Didn't you say you are working in the school's laboratory now?"

Wearing a white coat to cure diseases and save lives in clinical practice is the most primitive and purest dream of all medical people to choose medicine at the beginning. If there is a choice, no medical student will think of leaving the clinical practice. The clinical sense of accomplishment cannot be compensated by scientific research. Moreover, scientific research in medicine cannot be separated from clinical practice. The real medical tycoon is born and bears fruit in clinical practice.

Maybe it was because of this. When she saw the car that Cao Yong drove by, the first group of people in the car that she could think of was rushing back to save the patient in clinical practice. She regretted it, and she really regretted it. At that time, she disliked the hardship and fatigue of clinical practice, was perfunctory, and after being deprived of clinical opportunities, it was impossible to go back. Medicine is such a cruel circle.

"Which hospital are you going to?" Yang Shaokun asked her again.

Zhang Xiaohui's eyes turned red silently in the darkness, and she had no choice but to go to any hospital.

The same one watching Cao Yong's car drive away was Qi Yunfeng standing on the sidewalk after she walked out of Wei's house.

Lao Zhang drove the company's car back, parked beside him, and asked, "Mr. Qi, are you getting in the car?"

Qi Yunfeng was stunned for a while and then opened the car door. After getting in the car, he couldn't hide a hint of melancholy on his face.

Lao Zhang understood that what his boss thought was not the company's business, but Guoneng Group could not lose this young and promising boss.

The ringtone of the phone rang for a long time. At Lao Zhang's reminder, Qi Yunfeng took out his phone from his pocket.

"Yunfeng."

It was my father calling me, and Qi Yunfeng asked, "What's the matter?"

"What do you think of the girl your mother told you last time?"

He is old and started urging his family to get married a few years ago.

"Dad, I'm busy now."
Chapter completed!