"Don't laugh yet." Zhu Huicang turned around and glared at Ren Chongda, "Sooner or later you will be dragged into the trap by them and urged to publish a paper with us."
"Don't give me the crow's mouth." Ren Chongda said back to him, feeling lingering fear in his heart.
Seeing that Cao Yong didn't speak, Zhu Huicang put down his glasses and continued to talk to him: "My wife can see it. If she doesn't like you, can she come to your house? Can you teach her with your own hands? Don't you see that she likes you?"
"I said I would wait for her to graduate." Cao Yong said in a calm voice.
He knows that the junior sister is not in the mood for a relationship right now, so he is willing to wait.
Seeing how serious his attitude was, the other two had no choice but to remain silent.
He spoke so calmly that Cao Yong later sent a text message to his junior sister: The vanilla ice cream is in my refrigerator. Find a day this week to come over and eat it. Don’t waste it.
She couldn't waste the ice cream that Brother Cao specially bought for her. Xie Wanying received it and decided to go to Brother Cao's house on the weekend.
*
During normal work on Tuesday, around four o'clock in the afternoon, I received a task assigned by my senior.
"Go to the emergency room and pick up a patient who is admitted to our department." He Guangyou pointed at her with a pen, "He was transferred from the emergency room of another hospital."
"Which hospital?" Xie Wanying asked clearly, fearing that she would pick up the wrong patient.
"Outpatient Department of the University Hospital of Foreign Languages."
College patient?
Da da da da, Xie Wanying walked quickly down the stairs to the emergency room. After arriving at the emergency room and asking the nurse, she found out that the patient had not arrived, so she made a call and went upstairs. He Guangyou asked her to wait in the emergency room until the patient arrived.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been to the emergency room. It’s always urgent and a bit messy here.
Afraid of disturbing her colleagues in the emergency department, Xie Wanying walked to the door to wait for the ambulance.
People come and go at the emergency door, not much less than in the outpatient department.
Among the bustling crowd, Xie Wanying accidentally glanced and saw a little girl sitting alone in the corner of the doorstep. She was wearing a white short-sleeved school uniform, short hair, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a thin figure.
The two knees on the steps were bent, heads raised, and breathing heavily.
People who come to the hospital are all sick, especially those who come to the emergency room. Everyone is in critical condition. At this time, no one can care about anyone else. The people passing by are numb and don't feel anything strange about the girl at all. The medical staff are busy inside.
It was spinning like a top. Who would have thought that there was a patient hiding here who might need emergency treatment. By the time the patient fell to the ground, it might be too late.
Frowning her brows, Xie Wanying hurriedly walked over to the girl to check the situation before her patient came.
The closer she got to the other party, the more clearly she could hear the girl's rapid breathing, indicating that she was panting.
Asthma attack? There are many allergic asthma patients among teenagers.
Walking to the girl and standing next to her, Xie Wanying bent down and quickly brushed away the fallen hair from the girl's forehead. She felt the sweat on the patient's forehead, which was clammy, and then observed the patient's face.
Her complexion was yellowish, her cheeks were a little red, her lips were not good-looking, and she sweated too much in the summer. The girl's vision seemed blurred, and she didn't sense anyone coming for a while.
"What's wrong with you?" Xie Wanying asked the patient softly.
She felt uncomfortable. Someone asked her if she felt uncomfortable. The girl's hands seemed to have used all her strength to grab her clothes.
Looking at the position where the patient's hand fell, Xie Wanying immediately understood what she was talking about. She took out a stethoscope from her white coat pocket and listened to the patient's heart and breathing.