Chapter 97: [97] Senior Brother to the Rescue 2
The nurse was over the moon when she heard him, babbling nonstop, “The person we wanted to invite the most to our wedding was you, Dr. Cao, but you were abroad and couldn’t make it back. I told my husband that we’ll have Dr. Cao over for dinner soti. We absolutely love the gift you sent us. — Dr. Cao, you’re really rocking that outfit!”
And rock it, he did.
The stylish leather jacket with fleece lining, paired with a deep blue pure cashre sweater underneath, was like sothing out of a celebrity’s wardrobe. Back ho during winter, people usually wore puffy down jackets or cotton-padded coats that made them look terribly bulky.
So fashionable, damn it, truly fashionable. The nurse’s words had already drawn the attention of a group of dical students standing at the entrance of the dressing room. Upon seeing Handso Cao’s figure, both male and female dical students had stars in their eyes, radiating fan-level adoration.
After all, modern dostic dicine was highly Westernized. Many dical students held foreign doctors in high esteem, and watching Arican dical dramas was all the rage. Their ideal self-definition of a doctor was to be just like those in the Arican shows: skilled in dicine, stylish in dress, and suave.
A doctor like Handso Cao, if he existed in reality, whether it be dical students, nurses, patients, or their visiting families, wouldn’t they all turn into adoring fans?
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After greeting the nurse, Cao Yong approached the nurses’ station and asked Junior Huang Zhilei, “What’s up, you called earlier?”
“Yes, senior brother, it’s like this, the junior sister said there’s a patient—” While Huang Zhilei was reporting the situation, he noticed his senior brother suddenly turned his head.
The mont Xie Wanying’s eyes t Handso Cao’s, she felt a twinge of nervousness, but out of habit, she smiled politely.
Cao Yong saw the stiffness in the corners of her mouth and couldn’t help but smile. As a doctor, he recognized at a glance that the junior sister had beco suddenly nervous upon seeing him. Xie Wanying was sowhat nervous; after not seeing him for several years, she had a feeling that Handso Cao who had returned this ti was likely even more formidable.
“Are you talking about Director Lv’s patient?” Cao Yong was listening attentively to his junior brother’s work report.
At that mont, Xiao Du suddenly received a phone call and handed his mobile phone to Cao Yong, saying, “President Wu is calling you, Dr. Cao.”
Cao Yong took the phone, listening to the instructions from the leader on the other end, “Yes, President Wu, I’ve arrived at our departnt. Director Zhang’s wife is here in our departnt, and you’d like to also have a look at her situation, right? Alright, I’ll check if she’s around.”
“Director Zhang’s wife?” Huang Zhilei repeated, touching his glasses on his nose in surprise: Could it be Director Lv’s female patient?
“Where is she?” asked Cao Yong.
“In the dressings room,” Huang Zhilei answered.
“Co with ,” Cao Yong beckoned.
Huang Zhilei and Xie Wanying imdiately followed him. In the anti, Cao Yong first entered the doctors’ changing room, took off his coat, put on his white lab coat, and attached his doctor’s badge.
The sight of Cao Yong in his white coat caused another stir among the dical students.
“No way, an associate chief physician!”
Everyone in dicine knew how difficult it was to beco an associate chief physician; so doctors could never achieve it in their lifeti. For soone in his twenties like Cao Yong to beco an associate chief physician, one could count the number on one’s fingers nationwide. Not to ntion that he was an associate chief physician in neurosurgery, the pinnacle of surgery.
The dical students gazed at Handso Cao as if they were looking at soone from their dreams.
After all, upon looking back, there was Director Lv who was in his fifties and held the sa title.
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