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【1911】We are all top students and no one can fool anyone.

"Senior Brother Cao must have wanted to know as much as possible the patient's disease history before seeing a patient, so that he could diagnose the patient as early as possible. Do you want to tell me whether you are a doctor or not?"

Listening to their statement, it seemed that they were not lying. Chang Jiawei tangled his eyebrows and muttered: "What do you want me to say? We reported the patient's condition to the attending doctor early in the morning. The doctor on your consultation sheet should be

I have written about the patient’s illness, and this is all the information I can provide, and there is nothing else I can say.”

"No? If not, how did you find the patient lying on the stairway?" Huang Zhilei asked.

This question hit the target, and Chang Jiawei was so angry that he gritted his teeth inwardly. He turned away displeased, it was unpleasant to be bitten.

Helpless, the doctors are all top academics, especially the big guys in the top three, all have brilliant minds and excellent logical thinking. They are like detectives in solving cases one by one. It is too easy to catch the loopholes in logic... Not to mention the current group of people asking questions.

He, if he changes his angle with the other party, it will be easy to find something fishy.

Looking back at the information they provided that day. First of all, the fire door must be closed in winter. The hospital corridor inside the door is a lively area with people coming and going, and the noise is very loud. As long as the heavy fire door is closed, the corridor outside the door will be closed.

If someone falls down, the sound will be masked by the door and the noise inside the door. Pedestrians passing by the door cannot notice the slightest movement outside the building. Therefore, the discovery of someone falling in the corridor can only be due to the cleaning of the stairs.

workers or passers-by who happened to pass by on the stairs.

"Yes, she and I were walking up the stairs together and found the patient lying there." Chang Jiawei thought clearly and said.

"Doctor Chang, it's not good to lie." Cao Yong pointed out to him word by word with a serious tone. His improvised lies only exposed his naivety in front of a group of highly intelligent peers.

"How do you know I'm lying? I obviously didn't lie." Chang Jiawei argued with a red face. After speaking, he deliberately turned his head and named his old classmates to testify for him, "Fu Xinheng, tell them, will I lie?"

Gu MaFu Xinheng faced him, his motionless face coated with the iron color of the machine, as if it had turned into a mirror, reflecting the red face of fellow student Chang opposite him and signs of lying.

The old classmate didn't speak, so Chang Jiawei could only turn his head and continue to give examples to everyone to prove that he was not lying: "What do you want me to say? Don't you think about it, how could we see the patient lying there if we didn't take the stairs."

"This is exactly what we want to ask, how did you know where the patient was lying without taking the stairs?" Huang Zhilei said, not being fooled by his detours.

Chang Jiawei's mood was about to explode as they chased her. They asked him how he knew, and he also wanted to ask her what happened that day. He only remembered her staring at Dr. Hu's big, bright eyes at the fire door.

The tension revealed in it made his heart tighten.

Thinking of this, Chang Jiawei gritted his teeth and said: "You don't need to ask. I don't know anything. If you ask me again, I won't tell you. What you should do is respect her personal right to privacy."

"We respect her right to privacy and can only ask you." Cao Yong said.

The other party's words really pissed him off, and Chang Jiawei flew into a rage: "Cao Yong, you ask me to say that you respect her privacy? If I don't say anything now, I am keeping her secret and protecting her privacy."

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