Director Fang, who doesn’t know her well enough to be easily fooled, walked back after taking the call, and Xie Wanying dared not overestimate her small gestures, thinking she could hide them from the boss teacher.
On her side, Du ngen and Zhang Shuping secretly stretched their heads to eavesdrop after she left, exchanging surprised looks: Director Fang called her—could it be that she was the one behind this?
Zhang Shuping quickly recalled how his grandmother and uncle were very fond of Student Xie, and had a sudden realization.
The bosses like Student Xie not only because she is smart in her studies, but because she is even smarter in dealing with people.
"Did she really do it?" Du ngen was incredulous, his jaw nearly dropping as he turned to look at his own father.
Du Haiwei’s typically composed and serious academic face suddenly cracked at one corner, showing a ray of sunshine—a slight smile.
Du ngen was completely stunned by this expression from his father. His dad rarely smiled at ho, and to show such a smile was like hitting the jackpot.
For teachers, encountering such a student is indeed like hitting the jackpot. When teachers are in a position where they can’t make complaints, if a student can help them solve problems, it is the best solution. The problem is such matters that even teachers dare not voice, finding a student with courage and intelligence is even more difficult. Indeed, only a scholarly genius like Student Xie, who excels at calculating dication and surgery timing, can achieve such "precise complaining."
Any teacher realizing this would smile.
"Tomorrow afternoon, have them sort through the file cabinet." Du Haiwei instructed Doctor Zuo Liang.
Teacher Du’s words revealed his intention to let the two interns handle the most valuable clinical research materials.
Xie Wanying and Geng Yongzhe were thrilled to the point their faces nearly transford upon hearing this.
In the departnts they rotated through before, no matter how well the teachers treated them, they were not allowed to touch the research materials. Not even allowed to help, not even a glance. Many docunts involve national key research project applications and are considered highly confidential.
Teacher Du is not a young doctor; he is a seasoned veteran, stable enough not to fear letting these two young ones touch the research treasures, as he has confidence in these students.
Doctor Zuo Liang agreed with a smile readily.
Clinical teachers fear ordinary interns handling research materials not because students might damage things, but because students like Du ngen might speak recklessly, not understanding the gravity of situations, ultimately causing a big ss. Now it seems these two intern students have both the technical and theoretical proficiency as well as the level of conduct needed to handle research.
Geng Yongzhe secretly glanced at Student Xie, knowing he could grasp this opportunity thanks to her fortune.
On the way back, feeling cheerful, he nearly burst into song. Only the snowflakes fluttered, and the road was quite cold. Battling the cold wind back to the school gate, the usually silent Student Geng suddenly called out "Yingying," stopping her.
Opening his backpack, Geng Yongzhe pulled out a copy of the dical record paper to hand to her: "Sorry for the trouble."
"You’re welco." Xie Wanying quickly accepted it with both hands, saying, "Thank you for trusting ."
Student Xie’s words were evidently more polite. Geng Yongzhe’s frozen lips twitched.
She wasn’t wrong. For a young dical student like her, to gain the trust of every patient and their family is ahead of her ti, equivalent to saying others are willing to entrust their lives and health to her as a dical student practicing on them like "guinea pigs." For this reason, she must seriously and responsibly study patients’ dical records and cannot betray the hopes of the patients and their families.
"I’ll get back to you as soon as possible." Xie Wanying promised Student Geng, the patient’s family mber.
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