Chapter 474: 【474】Senior brother speaks too with the art of a doctor

   Chapter 474 [474] Brother speaks too much with the art of a doctor

  There must be trust between doctors and patients, otherwise there is no need to treat diseases.

   Steak came up.

   Hungry, fill your stomach first and then talk about it.

  Senior Brother Cao is like a gourmet expert, and every time he takes her to eat, everything is delicious. Like the beef noodles I had last time, it was also super delicious.

   "Yingying." After Cao Yong thought about it, he hoped to make it clear to his junior sister that he had to be careful. The so-called defensiveness is indispensable, even if it is a classmate with deep friendship, maybe that person is also just induced by deception.

   "Senior brother, if you have something to say to me, please tell me." Xie Wanying said sincerely, she also felt a little strange when she noticed that her high school classmates were walking in a hurry.

   "In the future, don't worry about showing people the medical records." Cao Yong reminded her a little, and she must be smart enough to quickly understand the meaning of his words.

   Don't worry, take your time to look at it, it means that she didn't read all the medical records just now. Xie Wanying recalled and immediately understood what her brother meant. She really just wanted to help people analyze the condition quickly, and didn't pay attention to the basic information such as the patient's name and age.

  Like a senior who has been a doctor for a long time and has a lot of social experience, knowing the identity of the patient may not be important for the doctor. After all, the doctor treats the patient equally, but sometimes ignorance will cause occupational risks for the doctor. For example, it is a big star and a big leader who is obviously here. The doctor ignores the identity of the other party too much, and fails to prevent the other party from suddenly using his identity to cause trouble for you, the doctor.

Xie Wanying's brows showed a touch of thought: the medical record paper that Zhao Wenzong brought, the name column was reproduced according to her brain that she remembered very well. The inkblot became evidence of concealing the patient's identity.

  Why do high school classmates do this? It was obvious that she didn't want her to know who the patient was. But now, she seemed to be able to vaguely guess who it would be. Ninety-nine percent are people who used to have a holiday with her in high school. Zhao Wenzong, a good person, couldn't refuse the request of the other party, and he didn't want to make it difficult for her to do such a thing in the end.

  In other words, would Zhao Wenzong dare to do this in front of her again in the future? She must not dare, because a gentle and reliable senior brother in front of her warned Zhao Wenzong. That's why her high school classmates were so guilty that they ran away.

   Xie Wanying's heart couldn't help beating twice.

   "After the dessert meal." Cao Yong turned his head and instructed the waiter who came to ask.

  The steak is finished.

  The waiter served slices of triangle cake with lovely cherries on top.

  Senior Brother Cao really understands the minds of girls. Xie Wanying thought to herself: Oops, she should have invited her to please her brother, but it turned out to be her brother to please her?

   "Try it, there's a chocolate layer here." Cao Yong handed her a cake fork. "I don't know if you like it or not. Some girls like sweet, some girls may like to eat sweet and sour. Some will like spicy food very much."

   "Have you gotten along with many girls?" Xie Wanying asked.

   "Like you, I have gotten along with many boys and girls, and I need to observe their situation."

  Senior brother's speech is too artistic. You know this is referring to the patient. Xie Wanying thought for a while, then lowered her head to eat cake. She is not a worldly person, and every joke she makes is laughed at by Teacher Corey, but she can't say anything about senior brother.

   The spoon was digging the cake and eating it, just thinking that maybe next week I might be able to take the lead.

   (end of this chapter)