The person on duty on duty happened to be Dr. Wang. Dr. Wang is very good at flattering, which is equivalent to knowing interpersonal communication. It was manifested in the fact that tonight, I had known who the successor was, so I asked the students to help put the medical records of key patients on the table and handed them to Dr. Song and said, "There are only these patients that need attention. You can go and see them when you have time, or ask the students to go and see first." Then I asked in a pleasing manner: "Did you have eaten? Doctor Song? Do you want me to ask them to give you a meal?"

"I've eaten." Song Xuelin answered without raising his head, took the watch in his pocket to check the time, turned to the classmate behind him and said, "You go and see the patient with Dr. Wang."

The expressions of the classmate Pan and Geng, who were glanced at by the other party's eyes, changed drastically again: This Song Mao turned into Elvis Song when Senior Brother Cao was away.

Dr. Wang smiled and didn't care.

This has always been the case in clinical practice, and who has the final say who has the ability.

"I'll get it." Xie Wanying took the lead and reached out to prepare to take the medical record to check the rounds.

Student Xie is enthusiastic about work and has never changed.

"Doctor Xie, sit down." Song Xuelin pressed the pile of medical records she was about to take away and said, "I'll give you yogurt."

He signaled early in the morning that no one he invited to eat should be done, and that he should not confuse him with other humans.

Since she said she wanted to trust Dr. Song, Xie Wanying had to stand there first.

"You two, move faster. Or don't sleep tonight?" Song Xuelin said to the two classmates behind him. In his eyes of Song Mao, Dr. Xie is no longer a classmate, and he can be called a colleague. There is no need to say much about other poor students, hurry up and study hard.

Wei Shangquan was peeking at the door, covering his forehead and eyebrows, unable to see: It's so miserable.

Geng Yongzhe calmed down and reached out to pick up the medical records on the table.

Pan Shihua's silent face was like the turbulent sea level below.

Dr. Wang walked in front and urged them to be polite: "Go away quickly, I'm going to get off work."

There are many elderly people who oppress newcomers in the workplace.

Newcomers don’t want to be bullied, they must be like Song Mao.

Seeing the two classmates and Dr. Wang go to the rounds, Xie Wanying stood.

Song Xuelin pulled the chair next to her: Sit.

She sat down.

She really took out a bottle of yogurt from her white coat pocket. Song Xuelin helped her tear open the lid and handed it a small spoon: "Eat."

"Doctor Song, are you trying to exercise them on purpose, right?"

"Don't you have to pinch the little yellow duck a thousand times a day?"

It turned out that Dr. Song was teaching her to be able to fish. Xie Wanying understood and took the spoon and dug yogurt.

Student Wei continued to look at the office door to see what the Song cat was doing when he was slutting fish.

Xie Wanying knew this. Just like in hepatobiliary surgery, Dr. Song had read novels when he was stumbled on fish.

You can't read a novel in the hospital. It's badly affected by being seen by superiors during inspection or by the patient's family. I don't know when it started. Some hospital computers will appear in some novels. In order to pass the time to avoid sleepiness, the on-duty staff will open the documents one by one to watch the fun.

At first glance, this kind of novel starts like a romance novel. If you read it carefully, you will find that someone is making a prank, but it is actually a horror novel. In fact, when watching Dr. Song slut, Xie Wanying will recall the days before her rebirth. When it comes to slut, she cannot say that she is not good at all, and she will smile without realizing it.

Ring, the emergency phone rang.

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Chapter completed!