Cong Rong became even more at a loss, and felt a little inexplicably hot. Fortunately, the phone rang suddenly, and Wen Shaoqing withdrew her hand and walked to the side to sit down. She picked it up in a hurry, and as soon as she connected it, Zhong Zhen asked anxiously: "Cousin, are you okay? Where did you hit your head? Is it serious? Why didn't you tell me?"
"It's all right, how do you know?"
"My boss said, as long as it's okay! Cousin, it's not convenient for me to visit you recently. I'll come to you again after this month."
"what happened to you?"
"Ms. Wen, that pervert! I must post the article this month! I'm afraid I'll run into him when I go to you! I run away when I see him now! Do you think he's a pervert? He thinks everyone Just like him, he can publish SCIs with such a high impact factor casually? He is still setting new records for the quantity and quality of SCIs published every year! How can there be such a perverted person? What is he eating? big?"
Zhong Zhen was complaining vigorously, and Wen Shaoqing sat close to him, so he could hear the contents of the phone clearly. Cong Rong didn't expect Zhong Zhen to say this, and it would be too obvious to try to avoid it at this time, so he could only sit there in embarrassment and turned his head to look at him with difficulty, but he was looking at her with a subtle smile on his face .
Cong Rong felt hairy when he saw him smiling, obviously he was still as gentle as jade, the corners of his eyes and brows were so gentle, his face was lazy and leisurely, but his eyes were full of calculations, as if he was thinking about something, look again The corners of his lips raised slightly, it was obvious that he had thought of a plan. She has seen a lot of people and things in the case over the years. She has never seen any ferocious suspects, but she feels that even the most ferocious people are not as scary as the smiling man in front of her!
Cong Rong began to sympathize with her cousin from the bottom of her heart. She coughed lightly to remind Zhong Zhen, "It's alright, alright, don't talk nonsense, and respect the teacher, he is also for your own good."
Unexpectedly, Zhong Zhen didn't hear it, and he kept talking more and more vigorously: "I heard that ordinary perverts are good at torturing people, cousin, I was wrong before, and I will not introduce him to you in the future! I seem to understand Why has he been single all this time? Who can stand such a pervert? Don’t you think so? You still have to be a neighbor with him, so be careful!”
Seeing that he was about to be dragged into the water by Zhong Zhen, Cong Rong turned down the volume calmly, and interrupted him: "I will give you more pocket money this month, and I will call you tomorrow."
Zhong Zhen screamed excitedly, and after screaming, he remembered and asked, "Why do you want to give me more?"
Cong Rong glanced at Wen Shaoqing's raised lips again, sighed and replied sympathetically: "You will know soon."
After hanging up the phone, Cong Rong looked at Wen Shaoqing in embarrassment, and explained: "In fact, he is just the son of my father's father's daughter, and he is not very close to me."
Wen Shaoqing looked at her for a long time before opening his mouth, but he didn't mention it when he opened his mouth: "Remember to apply a hot compress to the bag on your head later, is there any other discomfort?"
Cong Rong raised his hand and pressed his temple, "It's nothing, just a little headache, migraine, but it shouldn't have anything to do with this bag."
Wen Shaoqing looked at her, "A lot of work pressure?"
When Cong Rong mentioned this, he frowned and sighed, "Yes, I have to go to court tomorrow, and the opposing lawyer is my former teacher, a very tough teacher."
Wen Shaoqing laughed, "Are you nervous?"
Cong Rong's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he looked at Wen Shaoqing nervously, "Can you see that? Oops, Oops... I'm going to lose, I'm going to lose. I'm going home and getting ready. Goodbye..."
Cong Rong thought brokenly and took the film and left.
Wen Shaoqing saw the lively expression on her face and laughed, and asked her back: "What do you want for breakfast tomorrow?"
Cong Rong stopped, turned around and thought about it seriously, a shyness flashed in a pair of dark and bright eyes, "Just eat potato pancakes?"
Wen Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, "Don't you still say it's bad in the morning?"
Cong Rong accepted the move briskly, "Where you fall, you have to get up. Doesn't Dr. Wen know this truth? Today's cooking is unpalatable, so just keep cooking until it tastes good."
Wen Shaoqing smiled from the bottom of his heart, Xiao Ziyuan was right, she really was a eloquent little girl. He stood up and walked towards the kitchen, jokingly said, "By the way, I just made fried yogurt with honey. Your family Fengfeng must like it. You can take it home and give it to it."
At the mention of this name, Cong Rong began to frown again. She had forgotten her pet that was "impermeable" because of its body shape. Seeing the small bowl Wen Shaoqing handed over, Cong Rong reached out to take it, and said expressionlessly: "It's hibernating and hasn't woken up yet, let me eat it for it."
After speaking, he took a quick look at Wen Shaoqing, turned around and went home.
Early the next morning, Cong Rong went to the opposite door to have breakfast in a murderous spirit, startled Wen Shaoqing who came to open the door, and unconsciously hid in a corner at the dinner table.
Cong Rong was ready to kill the court after breakfast, but was stopped by Wen Shaoqing. While putting on his coat, he said, "I'm on night shift tonight, and I'll be a little late when I get off work tomorrow. I can't make breakfast, so I can solve it myself."
Cong Rong was still thinking about the materials for going to court in a while, so she nodded perfunctorily and went out. At the gate of the court, she ran into Tan Size and a few interns from the law firm. She was a little surprised, "Why are you here?" ?”
Tan Size's face was relaxed and at ease, "Wu Dazhuang hasn't been out of the mountain for a long time, today's trial must be very exciting, I will bring them to see Wu Dazhuang's iron teeth and copper teeth."
Cong Rong glanced at him coldly, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Tan Size still had a smile on his face, "In fact, in this case, a discerning person will know the winner or loser at a glance. It's just going through the motions, so don't be nervous."
Cong Rong didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked away. As soon as I entered, I found that the auditorium was full of men and women who looked like students sitting upright. I was shocked.
Tan Size, who was following her, obviously didn't expect it either, and retreated to the door to look at the sign on the door, muttering, "Going wrong?"
Wu Dazhuang had already arrived, and when he saw someone coming in at the door, he clapped his hands, pointed to Cong Rong and began to introduce: "Students, this is your senior sister."
A group of students greeted in unison: "Hi, Senior Sister!"
Cong Rong yelled "Teacher Wu" with black hair, then sat down and remained silent.
Wu Dazhang pointed to the position of the presiding judge, "Sit there for a while is also my former student, that is, your senior brother. You must understand when you are on the road of law. When you meet your former teacher, classmate, Senior Brother, Senior Sister, Junior Brother, and Junior Sister are all very common things, you have to get used to it."
As soon as the words were finished, the presiding judge came in, and just as he sat down and greeted Wu Dazhuang, a polite sentence came from the auditorium: "Hello, senior brother!"
The presiding judge was taken aback, and turned to look at Cong Rong. Cong Rong shrugged, but also looked confused.
Fortunately, the trial started soon, and Cong Rong also knew that this case was going through a cutscene as Tan Size said, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.
A few minutes after Cong Rong started his statement, Wu Dazhuang suddenly interrupted him and asked the students below: "Where is the source of the law that the defense lawyer just mentioned?"
Cong Rong stroked his forehead, everyone in the auditorium looked confused, Wu Dazhuang frowned when no one answered, then turned to ask the presiding judge: "Tell me, which chapter of the Criminal Law is it? "
The presiding judge looked helpless, "Mr. Wu, I graduated..."
"What does this have to do with Bi not graduating? Don't you know?" Wu Dazhang gave him a glare, then looked at Cong Rong, "Tell them."
Cong Rong also looked at the presiding judge helplessly, and the presiding judge coughed lightly, "Attention, prosecutors, this is a court session, not a class."
In the following time, Wu Dazang finally restrained himself, but he still paused every three minutes and replayed every five minutes, and also took into account the commentary, so the trial, which could have ended in an hour, took a whole morning to end. Cong Rong had long been prepared to be crushed all the way, but who knew it was this kind of crushing method.
At the end, Wu Dazang did not forget to remind the students, "Keep quiet and exit in an orderly manner, and remember to take away the garbage you made."
Cong Rong was speechless, and she was packing her things tiredly. The presiding judge came to comfort her impatiently: "Next time, if you know that the other party is Wu Dazhuang, don't pick it up."
Cong Rong nodded with lingering fear, "I won't pick up any money! I won't pick up even if I'm beaten to death!"
Cong Rong was crushed by the teacher here, and her cousin who had the same illness as her was also crushed by the teacher at the same time.
When Wen Shaoqing led a group of interns and students to make rounds in the morning, he suddenly asked Zhong Zhen when looking at the medical records of a certain bed patient: "Zhong Zhen, tell me about the clinical manifestations of acute epidural hematoma."
"Uh..." Zhong Zhen was taken aback, and answered after a pause, "Acute epidural hematoma is often accompanied by temporal or occipital bone fractures, disturbance of consciousness, and increased intracranial pressure. With increased intracranial pressure, patients often have headaches and vomiting. Exacerbated, restless, and quad-curve typical, and, and…”
In Zhong Zhen's stuttering memories, everyone became more and more nervous. Why did Professor Wen suddenly start asking questions? The next one won't mention me, will it
Wen Shaoqing closed the medical record folder with a snap, and said lightly: "I can't remember such a simple thing, go back and copy it 100 times."
Zhong Zhen looked stunned, "100 times?! Too much, I have a student ID card, half discount, can I copy it 50 times?"
Wen Shaoqing sneered, "The disabled are free, do you need me to break your leg?"
Zhong Zhen immediately became honest, "No need, no need, I'll copy it immediately after checking the house."
During the following ward rounds, Zhong Zhen remained in a state of high tension tremblingly, and finally made it to the end, when he was about to run away but was stopped by Wen Shaoqing.
"Did you ask your cousin how she got hurt?"
Zhong Zhen looked at Wen Shaoqing with a confused face, don't you know more than me? Why are you still asking me
Just as he was wondering, Wen Shaoqing glanced over, and he immediately replied: "Oh, she said she accidentally bumped into the fire hydrant."
Wen Shaoqing hesitated for a moment, "Is it serious?"
Zhong Zhen was even more surprised. You have seen all the brain CT films, and you still come to ask me
Wen Shaoqing gave another wink, and Zhong Zhen, a courageous gangster, immediately replied: "Fortunately, she said she had a checkup, and the doctor said it was all right."
Wen Shaoqing nodded, and then looked at Zhong Zhen, "Protecting and respecting patients' privacy is an important part of clinical medical ethics. How can you just tell me the patient's situation casually?"
Zhong Zhen was stunned, "You asked me?"
Wen Shaoqing looked over lightly, "If I ask you, just tell me? Go back and copy "Medical Ethics" by hand, and give it to me this week."
Zhong Zhen was about to cry. Looking at Wen Shaoqing's back as he walked away leisurely, he felt that he must have offended Teacher Wen unconsciously, otherwise why would he target himself so much today
Thinking of this, he turned around and grabbed the people who were watching the fun, "Do you think I offended the boss?"
A girl was soft-hearted and couldn't see it, and comforted him: "How could it be? Junior brother, if you really offend the boss, the boss will definitely kick you out of the teacher's door."
The senior senior brother has an inscrutable expression on his face, "You are still young, you have only been with the boss for a short time, and you don't know him well. If someone offends him, he won't kick him out, he will think that kicking him out is too cheap." He has to keep it and torture it slowly so that it will be fun."
"Woooo..." Zhong Zhen recalled the words "slowly torment", wasn't he the one he was talking about? !