"Grandpa, he doesn't like me." Jiang Xinchen said firmly.
Meng Fu: "...I'm dead."
Jiang Xinchen was a little sad, "There is nothing about me that satisfies him. I told him that I had a 146 degree in mathematics, and he just said oh, are you the only one who is my biological child..."
He really wanted Mr. Jiang to be satisfied with him, but no matter what he did, Mr. Jiang would only be harsh on him.
Tolerance was reserved only for Meng Fu.
Meng Fu took a deep breath, "Are you as good-looking as me?"
"without… "
"Are you as smart as me?"
"… without."
"Do you like me?"
Jiang Xinchen thought about it for a moment, and it seemed... It seemed that he was rather annoying...
Meng Fu sneered, "Then why do you compare with me?"
It's really baffling.
Opposite him, Qiao Le was stunned with chopsticks in his hands.
Sister, have you forgotten that you are still recording the show
**
at the same time.
Song Jia and the other three were taking over the classes of Meng Fu and Qiao Le.
Jiang Xinran looked at the five of them and found the things in the lounge. Two surgical gowns had been changed, and those should be the clothes Qiao Le and Meng Fu changed into.
Qiao Le is a doctor, a bit of a germaphobe, and keeps things very clean, while Meng Fu is a little undisciplined, and Jiang Xinran carefully looks at the protective clothing randomly placed on the shelf.
These should be Meng Fu's clothes.
Jiang Xinran squinted her eyes and reached out to flip through it.
The protective suit was so clean, there wasn't even a hair on it.
"What are you looking at?" Gao Mian said from the side, "Your clothes are here."
Jiang Xinran suddenly retracted her hand, tilted her head, and smiled, "It's my first time to wear surgical clothes, so I'm a little nervous."
"Me too." Gao Mian suppressed his excitement, then looked at Song Jia, who was changing clothes silently, and said, "That guy must have been in the laboratory."
Jiang Xinran lowered her eyes and finished her tone, but she lowered her eyebrows and didn't care much. She was now engaged to Tong Eryu. Even in college, she couldn't find anyone better than Tong Eryu. With two intern doctors, she Didn't take it to heart.
She put on her surgical clothes, and when she went out, she looked at Meng Fu's clothes again.
They waited at the operating door for an hour, and after pushing three emergency patients in, Dr. Chen quickly walked over with a group of doctors.
During the operation, Dr. Chen was concise and to the point.
Nothing went wrong until the operation was successful, the patient was pushed out, and Dr. Chen took off his gloves to leave. He didn't say much from beginning to end, but they did witness a perfect operating table.
During the course, Dr. Chen only asked a few knowledge points.
All three people answered one by one. Since Jiang Xinran was not from the Department of Medicine, Gao Mian was worried about her during the process. Seeing that she was coping with it easily, he couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.
Because she couldn't talk freely and couldn't see Lian, Gao Mian gave her a "severe" test.
"Can you cut threads?" When Dr. Chen reached the last step, he finally looked at Song Jia, who nodded.
Dr. Chen turned sideways and asked Song Jia to come over and cut the thread.
Very stable.
Gao Mian couldn't help but look at Song Jia. Sure enough, he had really been in the operating room.
Dr. Chen's expression remained calm and he didn't say anything until Song Jia finished cutting the thread.
"Isn't it?" After the operation, the three of them left the emergency room and took off their surgical clothes. Gao Mian couldn't help but look at Song Jia and didn't quite understand, "Director Chen is really so difficult to get close to. Let's forget it. Song Jia He didn’t even praise it? His hands didn’t even shake when he was cutting the thread.”
It's really strange. Are Director Chen's requirements really so high
**
Meng Fu and the other five will record the show for seven consecutive days.
After two surgeries, Meng Fu and the others didn't even see Dr. Chen in the afternoon.
I was watching another slightly younger doctor in the office. When he met a patient who was not particularly anxious, the doctor would ask five people to explain the diagnosis.
Song Jia and others would hold small notebooks to write down key knowledge. Only Meng Fu would listen carefully to the doctor's words during consultation and then look at the patient's condition, but he did not take notes to write down the information.
"Please remember, there are some we may need when writing a special report." Qiao Le reminded Meng Fu in a very low voice.
Others say that Meng Fu's memory is like a video camera. He never took notes when he was in school, unless he wanted to show it to Meng Xun. When Qiao Le spoke, she pointed to her head to show that she was taking notes in her head.
Qiao Le looked at her suspiciously, but didn't say anything.
Five p.m.
The five people have to go back to the dormitory to pack their luggage.
Gao Mian and Song Jia each had a box, Jiang Xinran and Qiao Le each had two, and Meng Fu only had a black box containing a computer and a change of clothes.
Jiang Xinran stood beside the two suitcases.
She is gentle and self-possessed, and can easily arouse boys' protective desire.
Gao Mian and Song Jia said at the same time, "I'll help you get it."
Gao Mian scratched his head, then looked at Meng Fu and Qiao Le, "You two put your luggage here, I'll help you get it."
With that said, he put down his box.
Just as he was about to pick up Qiao Le, Meng Fu carried his own suitcase in one hand and Qiao Le's suitcase in the other, and walked down the stairs, "Thank you, no need."
Qiao Le: "!!!"
She couldn't help but raise her forehead. She respected Meng Fu as a man.
only…
Can you really find a boyfriend like this? !
The dormitory is divided into two rooms, a hall and a kitchen, one with two beds and one with three beds. The rooms are relatively simple, with a table and two sofas in the hall.
Qiao Le must have noticed something was wrong and chose the bed in the middle, "Let me C."
Meng Fu put the box on the bed by the window and didn't care much, "Oh, you can do whatever you want."
Jiang Xinran naturally lived on the bed near the door.
Qiao Le looked at the diamond ring hanging around Jiang Xinran's neck. It was half a heart shape, like a couple's diamond ring: "Xinran, do you have a boyfriend?"
Jiang Xinran held a notebook in her hand and glanced at Meng Fu subconsciously. Meng Fu was lying on the bed playing games. Jiang Xinran smiled: "No, he's my fiancé."
"Fiancé?" Qiao Le was very surprised. She remembered that Jiang Xinran didn't seem to be very old.
The photographer who followed in quickly took a close-up of Jiang Xinran's diamond ring.
When Jiang Xinran went to the hall, Qiao Lecai gossiped with Meng Fu: "She got engaged at such a young age, her fiancé must be very good."
Meng Fu finished a game and didn't know whether he was okay with it.
Several other people were sorting out what they had seen in the operating room and office today. Only Meng Fu was playing with her phone, and the camera couldn't capture what she was doing.
Jiang Xinran took the drawing board and went outside to draw.
There weren’t many photographers in the room, but there were plenty of fixed lenses.
Gao Mian went outside to pour water and saw Jiang Xinran painting. He raised his eyebrows and glanced casually, "He's painting..."
Halfway through, Gao Mian was a little surprised.
He originally thought that Jiang Xinran was just showing off, but unexpectedly, Jiang Xinran's peony painting was so lifelike that he exclaimed in surprise.
Qiao Le came out to watch.
"Sorry," Jiang Xinran said apologetically, "The teacher has assigned homework and there is no table in the room. I didn't bother you, right?"
"No, no, you continue painting, I'm disturbing you." Gao Mian waved his hands quickly, and then quietly returned to the room.
Song Jia, who was holding this clinical book and looking at it, said, "Her painting is comparable to the peony painting hanging in my grandfather's room. A master-level person. I didn't expect him to be so powerful at such a young age."
Gao Mian was recommended to this program, so he was naturally an elite, and even Song Jia was a little unconvinced.
Now I have more admiration for Jiang Xinran.
Song Jia couldn't help but look up and glanced at Jiang Xinran who was painting seriously outside.
**
Nine p.m.
After a busy day and seeing several important patients, Dr. Chen finally came to see five interns.
"Did you draw it?" Dr. Chen was also a little surprised when he saw Jiang Xinran's painting.
Jiang Xinran smiled lightly and said, "It's a small trick."
"Not bad," Dr. Chen took another look at her, "I have seen paintings from the Painting Association, and they generally meet their student-level standards."
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone in the hall except Jiang Xinran looked at each other obviously.
Dr. Chen is obsessed with medical skills, and painting has only been mentioned briefly.
"You are responsible for the patients in the 7-bed, 18-bed, and 21-bed wards, understand the conditions of the three patients, record daily cases, and perform routine inspections." At this point, Dr. Chen looked at Song Jia, "As the fifth patient, you As the personal temporary captain, except for the time for surgery, the other four people are under your control. "
After Dr. Chen finished speaking, he glanced at the hall, "Where is Meng Fu?"
He remembered Meng Fu.
Qiao Le quickly raised her hand, "She went out to call her family."
Dr. Chen nodded and said no more.
Meng Fu's performance in the operating room that morning really impressed Dr. Chen.
He said one more thing, then turned around and continued back to the room.
**
Director's room.
The director, who was still aggressive in the morning, has calmed down after seeing Meng Fu's performance in the operating room.
He looked at the page where the camera switched and could see the paintings drawn by Jiang Xinran.
The planner looked at him excitedly, "Look, I found this person well! How about packaging it up and comparing it with the top players in the circle? Are you interested in signing her?"