Once dical students take off their white coats, like doctors, they must go back to rest. Why are these two taking the elevator upwards?
Xie Wanying and Pan Shihua both wondered: We thought the teachers left before us to rest, but Teacher Fu and Teacher Li appearing on the sixth floor of the inpatient departnt—what is going on?
Now the two teachers are taking the elevator, clearly heading back to the eighth floor’s thoracic surgery departnt.
Seeing them not answering, Li Chengyuan entered the elevator, glanced at the elevator buttons, and saw that only the "8" was lit. Clearly, the two little fellows were going to the eighth floor as well.
"Are you going to the thoracic surgery departnt with us?" Li Chengyuan turned back, smiled, and asked the two dical students.
Teacher Li, with a lon-seed shaped face, jokes not to amuse but to tease, being a trickster.
The two dical students could only stay silent, knowing silence is golden.
"Not to thoracic surgery." Li Chengyuan raised his eyebrow, already anticipating it would be so. He didn’t even need to ask; they couldn’t possibly be going there. The thoracic surgery departnt was very calm tonight, but the general surgery departnt one opposite had been anything but quiet.
Because the general surgery departnt one was in chaos, the on-call resident Huang Zhilei was almost glued there tonight, with no ti to attend to anything else, including the matter of the junior sister being called to assist in the intervention room.
"Why are you going to the general surgery departnt one?" Li Chengyuan asked the two again.
Pan Shihua’s gaze dropped, looking at the elevator floor.
Xie Wanying replied to the teacher, "To do sothing I won’t regret."
This girl, is she really a girl? Surprisingly, braver than Cao Yong back in the day. Li Chengyuan’s brows knit between, squinted at her while scrutinizing her further. Turning back to look at Fu Xinheng who remained silent, facing the elevator with his back to everyone.
Knowing the superior disliked speaking, Li Chengyuan said no more.
When the elevator doors closed, ’clang clang clang’, they continued upward.
"Here we are." Fu Xinheng finally spoke.
The two dical students standing behind him heard this and felt like they heard the starter’s signal at the starting line, compelling them to fix their gaze on the soon-to-open elevator doors. Pan Shihua raised his head.
As the elevator doors opened, two students rushed out with their backpacks. The teachers in front had already stepped aside, letting them pass while watching their figures sprint towards the general surgery departnt one’s entrance.
"It seems it’s true, the patient is soone they know." Li Chengyuan said with a smirk.
Fu Xinheng’s gaze was deep and dark: Knowing them, what does it matter? When treating patients, a doctor can never distinguish whether a patient is soone they know; otherwise, it would be chaos.
Stepping out of the elevator and heading towards thoracic surgery opposite, Li Chengyuan continued, "I wonder if the two know. If not, how would they react upon knowing after going in?"
After all, this university student patient was admitted because Section Chief Yang agreed to the university leader to take them in, so the general surgery departnt one would definitely spare no effort to rescue them. Working all night with no results suggests the situation is critical.
Will these two rushing over change the established outco?
Fu Xinheng said, "Isn’t this sothing bound to happen every day?"
Being a doctor ans having the enlightennt that anyti you might face the death of a relative or friend before your eyes.
This man always seed emotionless. Li Chengyuan secretly glanced at his side profile, shrugged, then looked back, seeing the two students’ figures vanish into the entrance of the general surgery departnt one’s ward.
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