Liu Muqiao, Zhao Yilin and Dr. Zou set foot on the ramp to do flying knives again. This time, they were invited by the Neurological Hospital Affiliated to Shanghai Medical University to treat a vegetative person.
The Jiangdong Provincial Satellite TV report caused a sensation in the medical community.
In particular, the miraculous recovery of vegetative patients at Qingjiang University Affiliated Hospital and Huacheng Third Hospital is more like a depth bomb that exploded in the deep sea of the medical world, and the calm sea water was shaken by the bomb.
Liu Muqiao and the others received applications from more than a dozen hospitals, asking them to provide support.
Just like the last time I went to Huacheng, I felt nervous when I went to Shanghai this time.
Shanghai is a metropolis.
Their medical level far exceeds that of Jiangdong Province, and their equipment is even more incomparable to Qingjiang City.
Zhao Yilin and Dr. Zou both felt that Chen Huansheng was in town.
Dr. Zou looked at the leather shoes on his feet.
Are Aokang leather shoes not of high quality?
I looked at the tie around my neck again.
Is the Goldlion brand outdated?
He looked at the suit he was wearing again. It was custom-made and cost 3,000 yuan. Isn’t this kind of talk reliable if you don’t buy a famous brand and make it custom-made?
The more I read, the less confident I become.
I should ask a few more people.
My wife probably only considers the financial aspect. I should ask Xiang Lifang or Liu Ya.
Yes, it is better to ask Liu Ya. She is not very old and often helps Liu Miqiao as a consultant. She must have a stronger vision.
Hey, I regret it. I shouldn’t have asked my wife to take action.
Isn’t this attire nondescript?
Look at Liu Muqiao again, he is dressed in casual clothes and his shoes are very casual, but he can, he looks handsome no matter how he wears it.
Besides, this guy has confidence in his heart, he is arrogant, he is fearless, and he doesn’t care at all.
It’s okay for him not to care, but not for me, Zou Qingxiang.
Zhao Yilin has reminded Dr. Zou three times.
"There is no need to worry too much about clothes. This appearance is enough. Remember, we are experts, invited by others. Hold your head high, hold your chest high, and walk with a heavier step!"
Dr. Zou looked at Zhao Yilin.
Although this guy is 56 years old, he is half an old man, but it can be seen that he was once handsome and handsome, and he is still handsome and charming now.
His pair of shiny leather shoes are from the Red Dragonfly brand; his trousers are straight and the brand is URBAN; his clothes are a jacket from Uniqlo; his hair is a natural three-parted hairstyle.
Very ordinary.
Why does he look so angry?
Dr. Zou is a little doubtful about himself.
Also wear a casual outfit?
No!
This is not going to Jiangcheng, nor is it going to the suburbs. This is going to Shanghai, a big city, an international city, which is more advanced than Huacheng Third Hospital. You must live up to your expectations and you must not lose the ugliness of Liu Muqiao's team.
It must be a formal suit, I must be dressed properly, and I cannot be treated as a countryman by people in Shanghai.
He was looking at his leather shoes again.
Why is there no Zhao Yilin?
Why is he not as energetic as Zhao Yilin?
The same goes for pants, but why aren’t they straight?
Short.
The legs are short.
Still slightly "O" shaped legs!
"Hey!"
I have to sigh.
Why are you so disappointed?
It doesn’t matter that I’m not as skilled as Liu Muqiao, but I can’t beat him in terms of looks? Am I the one who should be unlucky and he should have the advantage in everything?
"Zou Qingxiang, stop messing around, you can do it! Confidence, yes, confidence, people must have confidence! When you are confident, you have temperament, and when you have temperament, you are noble!" Zhao Yilin was a little annoyed. p>
Liu Muqiao smiled.
Smiling so maliciously.
"Eh? Zou Qingxiang, you put on perfume?" Zhao Yilin sniffed, "Oh, you also put on lipstick? You are seeking death!"
Liu Muqiao smiled even more happily.
"Did you have powder on your face?" Zhao Yilin gritted his teeth and shouted softly, "Liu Miqiao, no wonder you smile and you didn't remind me?"
"It's okay, it's okay, it's popular." Liu Maqiao said with a smile.
"Fashion? You! Take off your makeup quickly!" Zhao Yilin was angry.
"Director, please let him go. You have fallen behind. Do you know the generation gap? This is the generation gap! Young people nowadays are like this." Liu Maqiao said with a grin.
"Well, he doesn't understand." Dr. Zou pouted and muttered.
"Then why not Liu Muqiao! He is younger than you!" Zhao Yilin said.
"There is no need for him, he is handsome." Dr. Zou replied.
"Me? I don't like it, so I don't." Liu Miqiao smiled even worse.
"Ah? You don't like it either? Then I'll take off my makeup in the toilet." Dr. Zou had not sat down yet and walked to the toilet.
Soon, he came back.
The stewardess refused to open the door and said that it was not taking off yet and it was forbidden to use the toilet.
Liu Muqiao still sat in the seat by the window, Zhao Yilin sat in the corridor, and Dr. Zou had to sit in the middle seat B.
"Yeah, your fragrance is so unpleasant. It stinks so much that I can't breathe!" Zhao Yilin fanned the air near his nose.
Dr. Zou’s face turned red.
"Zou Qingxiang, let me ask, what do you think? You are a dignified man, dressing up like a woman, what does that mean?"
"How do you look like a woman? Aren't many celebrities like this now? If I weren't afraid of being scolded by my wife, I would have had my ears pierced and put on a pair of earrings. Fortunately, I didn't, otherwise I would have been scolded to death by you again."<
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"You are not a celebrity. Remember, you are a doctor and a member of our team. We do not comment or criticize how celebrities dress. People dress up this way for a purpose and are liked by their fans. But you are not
, you, first of all, you are a man, and secondly, you are a doctor, do you understand? This is not a generation gap issue, this is a universal values issue."
Dr. Zou didn't speak, but he still didn't think so.
Liu Muqiao was no longer interested. He looked out the window and saw another plane moving.
Stewardess at last check.
"Please turn on and off mobile phones and other electronic devices."
"Please straighten the chair."
"Please put away the small table."
The flight attendant's series of instructions were all directed at Dr. Zou.
It was not an accusation, it was just a reminder. Dr. Zou blushed. What’s wrong? Why am I the only one who is unlucky? Shouldn’t I have done that last night?
Damn it!
He scolded himself.
I really want to slap myself.
The plane took off.
The first thing Dr. Zou does is to go to the toilet to remove his makeup.
Arriving at Shanghai Airport, as soon as you exit the station, there is a person holding up a pick-up sign.
"Warmly welcome Professor Zhao Yilin."
Why are you welcoming Professor Zhao Yilin? Isn’t it Professor Zhao Yilin and his party?
How come it’s not Liu Muqiao?
Dr. Zou glanced at Zhao Yilin. He was enjoying himself very much, his eyes were shining, and he had already waved and contacted the person who was picking him up at the airport.
He even became proficient in English.
"Hello!"
Dr. Zou immediately got goosebumps all over his body, and he shook vigorously.
