Cao Yong felt unprecedented pressure. He was probably sweating on his back, and he couldn't resist her glance.
"Is that so?" Xie Wanying said guiltily. It is conceivable that when she fell, she didn't know that Senior Brother Cao had injured his shoulder and arm because of her, so she said about Senior Brother Cao's shoulder, and a group of teachers all diagnosed her at that time.
Save personnel.
Cao Yong turned around and said to her, "This matter has nothing to do with you."
"Brother, have you taken X-rays?"
"It's just a scratch, don't worry."
"Let me see."
Cao Yong smiled with two dimples, and touched her head again with his palm: "I'm really fine."
After being touched on the head by Senior Brother Cao, Xie Wanying realized that she was just as "stupid" as Senior Brother Huang. Also, how could she tell Senior Brother Cao to take off his clothes in front of everyone and look at Senior Brother Cao's shoulders.
She was destined to stay in the hospital for observation tonight. Xie Wanying thought about why Teacher Tan's words brought her back to the memory before her rebirth. It was possible that someone had said the same thing to her before her rebirth. Who was it?
It is very possible that a doctor like Teacher Tan said "Are you okay" in a similar situation, otherwise it would not have touched her memory.
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The inpatient ward is very busy every morning. The nurses on the night shift have to do various nursing tasks such as drawing blood for patients in the early morning. You can hear the sound of treatment wheels turning on the floor tiles early in the corridor, coming and going. Unless you sleep well,
It's particularly good, otherwise it would be normal to wake up very early.
The seniors and teachers forced her to stay in the neurosurgery room and sleep in an extra bed all night. Xie Wanying got up and washed herself, preparing to go to the ICU.
Huang Zhilei, who was on the night shift, came and knocked on the door. Seeing that she was awake, he said, "I'll have breakfast with Senior Brother Cao later."
It was so late last night that Cao Yong slept in the duty room in the core room. Anyone familiar with the situation knows who he stayed here to sleep for.
After breakfast was delivered, Xie Wanying went to Senior Brother Cao's office to eat.
She became familiar with her senior brother's office first and second time. When the two senior brothers were busy with other things, she first boiled a pot of water. The senior brothers had a habit of having something to drink in the morning in addition to breakfast.
Keep your spirit up.
"I went to the ICU twice before going to bed last night, and I checked again around five o'clock this morning. Basically, I woke up." Huang Zhilei and Cao Yong walked into the office door while doing a night shift report.
Senior Brother Huang was talking about the situation of having a baby. Xie Wanying turned around and asked, "Can I go see her?"
"Let's go together after breakfast." Knowing that she couldn't bear it anymore, Cao Yong nodded.
The three of them sat down to have breakfast together. After a while, the monitor came.
Yue Wentong knocked on the office door and came in.
"Have you eaten yet?" Huang Zhilei asked the intern.
"Eat." Yue Wentong said, standing aside and waiting to see if there was any mission today.
"There shouldn't be much going on today. You go to the ward first and see how many patients we have." Huang Zhilei assigned him a task.
After receiving the order, Yue Wentong turned around and walked out, not forgetting to glance at his classmates before leaving.
It's okay. Xie Wanying waved to the monitor.
Cao Yong looked at her head, scrutinized her words and deeds, and carefully made sure whether something happened to her head last night.
"Senior Brother Cao, how is your hand?" Xie Wanying was also observing how the senior brother's injury was.
"The skin is not even scratched. The flesh here is thick." Cao Yong said.
Xie Wanying was thinking about whether she could reach out and touch the flesh of Senior Brother Cao's shoulder to see if it was thick so that she could rest assured.
