"Elder Sister." Xie Wanying realized who was coming, turned around and said, "Let's go over there and wait for Second Senior Sister to come out."
Liu Jingyun walked a few steps closer, saw her expressionless face clearly, and couldn't help holding her slightly cold hand: "Yingying—"
"I'm fine." Xie Wanying squeezed the corner of her mouth at the senior sister, turned around and walked to the cold bench outside the operating room to sit.
Following her, Liu Jingyun sat side by side with her.
Everything that happened tonight was like a nightmare. Liu Jingyun thought.
"Elder Sister, where is Police Officer Hu?" Xie Wanying asked, only to find that Eldest Sister was alone.
"He received a call halfway, maybe it was from his leader, so I went to answer the phone first." Liu Jingyun said, crossing her hands on her knees and praying, "I can't take care of him now. The most important thing is the incense Yu is going to be fine."
"Second Senior Sister should be fine. I don't see anyone running in or out."
If the operating room is very dangerous, people must be called everywhere to help. The doctors inside panicked, how many signs of confusion would they show at the door of the operating room.
The little junior sister showed a professional and calm side at this time. After Liu Jingyun listened to the younger sister's analysis, her white face recovered a little blood, and then looked at the door of the operating room: "I want to go in and see the situation, but I will definitely be scolded by the senior."
"Master, it's not your fault."
"It's not your fault, Yingying. It's strange that Xiangyu didn't say she was unwell before. Shouldn't the fishbone be very painful?" Liu Jingyun frowned and said, the situation of her junior sister was so strange that she was confused. Not sure what's going on. You know, a row of teachers just looked at it and didn't see anything wrong.
Because the condition shown by the second senior sister is different from other patients, it is completely atypical, so she needs to think about what is going on. Believe in the same teacher. Xie Wanying was thinking about professional issues in her mind.
"You just ran over to help the teacher, right?" Liu Jingyun sighed, remembering what the robot said to the junior sister just now.
"It's okay, big sister. Teacher Fu just doesn't understand me, and I didn't intend to follow up." Xie Wanying said matter-of-factly that the teacher's idea was also correct, why should students who don't understand me be put in the operating room. She didn't dare to have such a plan, so when she saw the teacher, she desperately spoke first, hoping to help the teacher and the senior sister.
When Liu Jingyun heard her answer, she turned her head and wrote a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Aren't you going to follow, Yingying?"
"No." She is very clear about her current status and ability. She can't do anything in the operating room now, and the hook can't get her on the horse. Thinking about senior Zhou Huang being the attending doctor, he might be pulling the hook inside.
"Why did you come here?" Liu Jingyun was puzzled.
"Maybe the nurses inside are busy, and someone needs to run to get blood, and I can help run." Xie Wanying said. "If the teacher encounters any problems suddenly, I want to ask more about the situation of the second senior sister. I don't need to call here, I can answer at any time."
Junior Sister is too professional. After listening, Liu Jingyun put her hand on her shoulder: "I want to learn from you, I'm not calm enough for you."
"That's right, a doctor must keep calm at all times and not panic."
The voice in front of them made Liu Jingyun and Xie Wanying look up.
The old man standing in front of them was dressed in simple clothes, with white hair at the temples, and wearing presbyopic glasses.
"Director Jiang." Xie Wanying recognized the school leader and got up.
"Sit down." Director Jiang waved his hand and told her to sit down.