"If you ask me who I ask, I am not the roundworm in Dr. Cao's stomach." Fu Xinheng decided to sit down after muttering this sentence. He was not a neurosurgeon or a psychologist. What is certain is that his old classmate's words and deeds today are illogical.

Chang Jiawei became excited today: "You can't tell him a reason, but it's my fault to criticize him?"

After picking up the documents on the desk and shook them, he found that the old classmate was unyielding and refused to leave. Fu Xinheng's brows tightened even more. Maybe the other party had no place to vent his feelings and had to stay here to criticize him.

Of course, Chang Jiawei didn't want to argue with his old classmates, but it was that his old classmates made Cao Yong excuse him for every word, making him crazy.

You and I have a deep friendship. What do you do when you talk to my opponent?

In response to this, Fu Xinheng tried to calm the other party again and said, "What do you want?" Leng Bingbing reminded old classmates not to do stupid things.

It is logical that before the two officially announced their relationship, they each had their own choices. In addition, Cao Yong could not be a fool who would destroy his character. Cao Yong had a bright future and was striving to become a leader in the future.

Chang Jiawei struggled to calm his breath. If he asked him what to do, his mind was actually confused.

After discovering the news in the newspaper in the morning, I hurried to the hospital. In fact, he hoped that the next thing would not happen than anyone else. But the thing that shouldn't happen was under his nose. Why did you make him deliberately pretend that he couldn't see anything happened?

Chang Jiawei raised his right hand and placed it on his heart.

"Hey? Do you need to pour you a glass of water?" Frightened by his movements and his pale expression, Fu Xinheng, the cardiologist, suggested.

"No need." Chang Jiawei refused directly. He was heartbroken and angry, and he was extremely angry. It was not possible to solve the problem with drinking a glass of water.

"I need to ask you the question you just asked me." Fu Xinheng said, "If only you can save this patient, can you introduce the patient to other doctors?"

"Why can't it be? I'm not the only doctor in the world." Chang Jiawei did not think.

"You think it through before answering." Fu Xinheng reminded him, "If you think this way, can you be technically unparalleled in the future?"

The highest level of being a surgeon is nothing more than being technically the king. Others can do the surgery they cannot do and treat.

"This is completely different." Chang Jiawei was not led by him, emphasizing his meaning, "Cao Yong cannot ignore the mood of another person. No matter what, there must be a choice and a gift."

Fu Xinheng's emotions were aroused by him and said bluntly: "You are a doctor. I will warn you first, the fact is that one person's mood is definitely not as good as another person's life."

Uh. Zhou Junpeng, who was walking against the wall, was so arrogant that he didn't dare to show off.

The atmosphere in front of me was that the powder barrel was ignited directly.

"If I go crazy, I will help you to work here." After Chang Jiawei shouted at the sky, he slapped the door of his old classmate's office and rushed out in a whirlwind manner.

He was just a little bit cursing in public: He made some friends, heartless and emotional, colder than a robot.

Fu Xinheng picked up the teacup and saw that there was no water inside, with a expressionless face. He would never regret what he said just now.

Zhou Junpeng saw this: Oh, if this matter is said, 80% of people will be incompatible.
Chapter completed!