What little frog? As if he heard what Dr. Dong said, Yin Fengchun suddenly turned around, glanced at the row of people, his face turned cold, and said: "The late night snacks are left in the doctor's office."
Dr. Dong shouted happily and was the first to rush into the doctor's office. The others followed.
When they entered the office, everyone hurriedly opened the plastic bags. The noodles contained inside gave off an alluring aroma, and their stomachs rang.
"Don't you want to eat, Doctor Yin?" Sister Xu called Yin Fengchun outside to come in and eat.
"Stop calling him, he's not hungry. He's busy talking on the phone with his girlfriend." Dr. Dong said, picking up a bowl and eating it eagerly.
As expected of an optimist, he quickly forgot about his failed argument with Dr. Li.
"Where has he gone?" Xin Yanjun turned around to look for Li Chengyuan. It seemed that her classmates did not come for supper.
"Dr. Li is on the phone in the surgical clinic." Sister Xu seemed to be aware of the emergency doctor's movements and answered effortlessly, "I guess the call was to Dr. Fu. Dr. Fu is still in the hospital tonight."
Everyone nodded and looked at Sister Xu: You are so awesome. You know this.
Sister Xu smiled easily. As an excellent emergency department nurse, she is especially responsible for triage. The more she knows about the movements of doctors in the hospital, the better. If anything happens, it will be easier to call someone down to help.
Teacher Fu is actually here, Xie Wanying thought.
In the same hospital, you can often meet acquaintances while working the night shift.
The old lady was going to be hospitalized, and the night shift doctor from the neurosurgery department came down to see how the patient was doing.
Song Xuelin walked to the door of the emergency doctor's office and saw on the table inside the delicious crab paste noodles he had eaten at the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department. It was a very mouth-watering delicacy, and he knew that it would be worth it as long as he followed who
There will be food for the night shift.
The person eating late-night snack turned around and noticed his expression.
"Are you here to admit patients?" Huang Zhilei asked him.
When asked by his senior, Song Xuelin nodded, honestly put away his saliva and prepared to see the patient.
"Doctor Song." Xie Wanying picked up a bowl of crab paste noodles that no one had opened and packed it in a plastic bag for him to take with him to eat. Fa Xiao was a good person and would always prepare a few extra midnight snacks for him.
in case.
Seeing her considerate behavior, a smile appeared in Song Xuelin's brown eyes: Dr. Xie was the best to him.
Huang Zhilei glanced at his junior sister: Why are you so nice to him?
She felt that Dr. Song was a little pitiful and had probably been "taken care of" by Senior Brother Cao during this period. After receiving Senior Brother Huang's look, Xie Wanying immediately took out a White Rabbit candy from her white coat pocket and stuffed it into Senior Brother Huang's
In the pocket.
Huang Zhilei, who was stuffed with sweets by his junior sister: Did he become a child?
I saw that other people nearby were already laughing.
"I'll come back after seeing the patient, Doctor Xie." Song Xuelin thanked Xie Wanying and quickly turned around to see the patient. After collecting the emergency patient, he could have a midnight snack and sleep.
"Wait a minute." Xie Wanying followed him. The old lady was the first patient she and Teacher Xin treated. To transfer the patient, she needed to inform the ward doctor.
The two of them walked to the observation room one after the other.
On the way, Song Xuelin glanced at her and wanted to ask: How about internal medicine? Isn't it boring without surgery? Otherwise, hurry to the neurosurgery.
Unexpectedly, when he turned around, she noticed the dark circles under his eyes that he was trying to hide.
Neurosurgery takes a long time, and one operation is much longer than an operation in a general surgical department. Doctors who have just arrived in this department are not very adaptable and need to adjust their schedules and reallocate rest and work.
He is currently in the adaptation stage, so Cao Yong cannot be called deliberately trying to deal with him.
"It will get better in a while." Song Xuelin turned his face to the side and avoided her gaze in embarrassment, knowing that her vision was far more powerful than X-rays.