"She objected, saying that I couldn't see it clearly. I was very puzzled and didn't quite understand what she said."
It's not that I don't understand, but I know what's going on and I'm afraid things will get worse, so I just say I'm puzzled. This is the psychological characteristic of good people like Zhao Wenzong. They avoid and are afraid of facing the cruel reality, and they are willing to lie to themselves again and again to deceive themselves that things are not as bad as they think.
Essentially not strong enough.
For this reason, Zhao Wenzong was trying to cheer up, and said: "I heard that you helped her grandma treat her illness, and said that she should at least call you to say thank you. She didn't say anything after listening. I think she might Will look for you again."
Hate to hate, hate to hate. People like Hu Hao and Zhang Wei talk about benefits, so they must not be afraid to come to her again with a thick skin, and in the end they dare not have a relationship with her.
Zhao Wenzong went further than her and said, "Yingying, as long as you become a doctor in a big hospital, they won't dare to underestimate you anymore. Their attitude towards you will definitely change in the future."
Disgust can only be pretended in the heart in the face of interests. Thinking of this, Xie Wanying could feel that these two students lived a really hard life, and they couldn't live as they wanted for their own interests. Therefore, she hated these two people, let alone hated them, and it was fine to do business.
"Other people have asked me about your situation—I think you must be very interested in students who are studying medicine like you. I know a person, he is in the class next to ours, and his name is Kong Yunbin. He was admitted to Zhongshan Medical College Eighth grade class. I didn't expect him from the next class to ask me about you."
Kong Yunbin searched for this person in his mind, but he didn't have any impression. Xie Wanying asked, "What did he ask me for?"
Zhao Wenzong said: "I also wonder why he wants to know about you. He refused to say, and then he hesitated and mentioned that the teacher in the medical school class seemed to have seen you, and when he mentioned your name, he was not sure. It's not you. His teacher praised you for being so good at drawing, Yingying, is that you? Is there anyone with the same name and surname as you in your school?"
She doesn't know if there is a medical student with the same name and surname as her in the National Association of China, and she doesn't have the school's student roster.
Speaking of painting in front of the teachers of Zhongshan Medical College, Xie Wanying recalled the dinner with Teacher Tan a long time ago.
At that time, a senior from Zhongshan Medical College appeared in the box and looked at the anatomical drawings that asked her. It is estimated that one of them happened to be the class teacher of Kong Yunbin's medical school.
What did the teacher ask her to do? Just to motivate students? It seems that she has been taught that she can submit her resume to the Affiliated Hospital of Zhongshan Medical College. It just so happened that her cousin and sister-in-law told her to leave a way out to go back to her hometown to work in the provincial capital.
She was thinking too much, so she forgot that there were big bosses from two hospitals present. When she suddenly felt two pairs of gazes from opposite and diagonally facing her, she was so frightened that her mind was full of what Senior Sister Jiang warned her:
Don't talk about the teachers of other units in front of the teachers on site, it is the most terrible thing.
Clearing her throat, Xie Wanying pretended to be nonchalant and said on the phone: "Don't talk about him, I don't know him either."
Maybe she acted too seriously, but the two pairs of eyes didn't move away from her.
Cao Zhao raised a pair of black eyebrows with a smile, and his eyes showed more curiosity about the mobile phone she was holding.