After leaving the ward, Cao Xin hurried to Wang Xiaoming's office.
Wang Xiaoming's office is a large room with five desks scattered around it. In addition to Wang Xiaoming, there are other attending doctors working here.
The last time Cao Xin came, he didn't find Wang Xiaoming.
The other attending doctors in the room told Cao Xin that Wang Xiaoming was going to have surgery.
Coming here again today, Cao Xin thought to himself, Wang Xiaoming should be here this time.
As a result, after arriving.
There was no one in the large room.
Cao Xin felt cold and thought, maybe they went out for surgery together.
On second thought, this possibility is extremely low.
Cao Xin also had a misunderstanding.
This time is the time for the morning shift to check the wards.
Wang Xiaoming may have gone to check the ward.
But this time.
Cao Xin said he would never leave.
He is waiting patiently in this office.
The hard work paid off, and after a while, people came back one after another.
But Cao Xin didn't see Wang Xiaoming.
Of course everyone who came back recognized Cao Xin.
If you have a good relationship, go up to say hello and say a few words to Cao Xin.
For Uncle Cao Xin's sake, those who were not on good terms also smiled and said hello.
But these people sneered in their hearts, this kid probably can't stay in the emergency center any longer. Your uncle is not the hospital leader, so you think you can take care of yourself everywhere.
Naturally, Cao Xin didn't know and had no time to guess what they were thinking.
At this moment, he was waiting anxiously for Wang Xiaoming.
At this time, a chubby, slightly bald attending doctor walked up to Cao Xin.
This person's surname is Zhao Feihu, he is thirty-three years old. He is a well-established surgeon, and his skills are among the best among these surgeons. People who are close to him like to call him Fatty Zhao.
He was brought out by Cao Xiangwen, so he has a relatively good relationship with Cao Xin.
He said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Cao, it'll be good to come back. The same goes for you. Why are you so nervous that you need to go to the emergency room? I haven't seen you these past few days, and I miss you."
Fatty Zhao's words were disgusting, but they were also true.
But Cao Xin stayed well in the emergency room and had no intention of coming back.
At this time, he was busy looking for Wang Xiaoming and had no time to reminisce with Fatty Zhao.
While staring at the door of the office, he asked: "Chief Zhao, have you seen Chief Wang Xiaoming?"
Zhao Feihu was a little surprised. Why did Cao Xin return to his heart and rush to find Wang Xiaoming? He didn't see the two of them having a good relationship on weekdays.
Zhao Feihu couldn't help but ask, "What do you want from Wang Xiaoming?"
"He is treating one of my college classmates. I want to ask him about the situation." Cao Xin said.
Zhao Feihu's eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Is your classmate's name Jing Xinghai?"
Cao Xin looked away from the door, stared at Fatty Zhao with wide eyes, and said: "Chief Zhao, how do you know the name of my classmate?"
Zhao Feihu knew about this patient, of course Wang Xiaoming told him.
This is one benefit of a large office.
When several people work together, it is inevitable to chat when they are bored.
Among them, there are naturally some topics about patients.
Jing Xinghai is a graduate of the medical school, and his condition is relatively serious. He is special among the patients. Wang Xiaoming accidentally mentioned it during the conversation.
After Zhao Feihu heard this, he was also deeply impressed.
When Zhao Feihu saw that he had guessed correctly, there was no trace of joy on his face. Instead, his expression was very heavy, "Xiao Cao, your classmate's condition... is very serious."
When Cao Xin heard this, his heart immediately sank.
"What's wrong with him?" Cao Xin asked.
"I don't know the specifics, but during casual chat, Wang Xiaoming said that it seems difficult to perform surgical treatment."
Cao Xin frowned. No wonder Jing Xinghai was hospitalized for more than a week without surgery. It turned out that the surgery encountered difficulties. At the moment, Fatty Zhao didn't seem to know much. For the specific situation, he had to ask Wang Xiaoming.
Cao Xin became even more anxious at this time, "Where are the others, the king?"
Zhao Feihu thought for a moment and said, "I saw him doing ward rounds just now. He should be back soon. I guess something has delayed him. Why don't you wait a little longer."
Cao Xin sighed and said, "Okay!"
Wang Xiaoming was indeed delayed.
The last thing Wang Xiaoming checked was Jing Xinghai's ward.
Both patients in this ward belong to him.
When he came to check the ward, Cao Xin had just left.
The two people did not meet each other.
Wang Xiaoming finished checking the ward and was about to go back.
Jing Xinghai's parents chased him out of the ward.
A week ago, the couple already knew about their son's condition.
The two of them had the same idea as Wang Xiaoming. In order not to put too much pressure on Jing Xinghai, they did not tell their son the truth.
But my son doesn't know the truth.
They both knew that this past week had been quite a torment.
On weekdays, Chief Wang Xiaoming is also quite busy, so he took advantage of this time for ward rounds.
The two wanted to have a good talk with Wang Xiaoming.
It's definitely inconvenient in the ward.
At the door of the ward.
Jing Xinghai's father first asked: "Doctor Wang, how is my son's condition now?"
Wang Xiaoming frowned and said: "To be honest, the effect of this period of treatment is not that good. Yesterday's reexamination showed that the tumor is still growing."
Jing Xinghai's mother immediately became anxious: "What should we do? Doctor Wang."
Wang Xiaoming said helplessly: "Let's do this. I will study it with Director Cao today to see if there is a better treatment method."
"Thank you then."
Wang Xiaoming returned to the office from the ward, thinking that he would talk to Director Cao or Director Tian about Jing Xinghai later.
He also knew that there was little hope, but he had to try.
He didn't notice that anyone in the office was excited about his appearance.
"Chief Wang, I've finally waited for you!"
Wang Xiaoming was thinking about something when he was startled by the sudden sound.
By the time he reacted, Cao Xin was already in front of him.
"Cao Xin, didn't you go to the emergency room? What do you want from me?"
Cao Xin was still thinking about how to ask about Jing Xinghai's condition. Fatty Zhao on the side had already helped and said: "Old Wang, your patient named Jing Xinghai is Cao Xin's college classmate. He wants to ask about his classmate's condition."
Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment. He looked at Cao Xin and said, "Is he your college classmate?"
Cao Xin nodded, "Yes, he is still my roommate."
Wang Xiaoming exclaimed, "What a coincidence."
Cao Xin took advantage of the situation and said: "I heard that his condition is very serious. I wanted to come and ask about the situation."
Of course Wang Xiaoming agrees.
At that moment, he told Jing Xinghai's current situation in detail.
Zhao Feihu was also listening.
Wang Xiaoming also told what he had discussed with Director Tian and Cao Xiangwen.