The nurse was overjoyed when she heard what he said, and kept saying, "The person I wanted to invite the most at the wedding was Dr. Cao, but Dr. Cao, you have gone abroad and can't come back. I told my husband that when the time comes, invite Cao The doctor came to our house for dinner. My husband and I really like the things you sent. - Doctor Cao, your clothes are so handsome!"
It's so handsome.
The cool leather jacket with fleece and the dark blue pure cashmere sweater inside are as fashionable as a star. People in China often wear down jackets and cotton-padded jackets in winter, which are extremely bloated.
Foreign style, foreign style, really his foreign style. What the nurse said had already attracted a group of medical students standing at the door of the dressing room over there to look this way. Seeing the figure of handsome Cao, the eyes of all the male and female medical students turned pink like fans.
To put it bluntly, modern domestic medicine is westernized. Many medical students adore foreign doctors, and watching American medical dramas is even more popular. To define myself as a doctor, it is best to be like the doctors in American dramas: you must have medical skills, you must dress, and you must be chic and romantic.
As long as a doctor like handsome Cao is realized in reality, no matter whether it is a medical student, a nurse, or a family member of a patient, none of them will turn pink.
After greeting the nurse, Cao Yong walked to the nurse's station and asked Huang Zhilei, a junior in the same department: "What's the matter, you called me just now?"
"Yes, senior brother, that's how it is. Junior sister said that there is a patient—" When Huang Zhilei reported the situation, he found that his senior brother suddenly turned his head away.
The moment her eyes met with Handsome Cao, Xie Wanying habitually showed a polite smile while feeling a little nervous.
Cao Yong couldn't help smiling when he saw the stiffness in the corner of her mouth. It's a doctor, and I can tell at a glance that my junior sister suddenly became nervous when she saw him. Xie Wanying was a little nervous. She hadn't seen him for a few years, and she could feel intuitively that the handsome Cao who came back this time should be even stronger.
"You said it was Director Lu's patient?" Cao Yong was listening carefully to the work report of his junior brother.
At this moment, Xiao Du suddenly received a call, handed his mobile phone to Cao Yong, and said, "The dean called you, Doctor Cao."
Cao Yong took the phone and listened to the instructions from the leader on the other side: "Yes, Dean Wu, I'm in our department. Zhang Ju's wife is in our department now, you want me to take a look at what's going on? Okay, I See if she's there."
"Zhang Ju's wife?" Huang Zhilei repeated these words, touching his glasses on the bridge of his nose in surprise: Could it be Director Lu's female patient
"Where are people?" Cao Yong asked.
"In the dressing room." Huang Zhilei replied.
"Come with me." Cao Yong beckoned.
Huang Zhilei and Xie Wanying followed immediately. At this time, Cao Yong entered the doctor's dressing room first, took off his coat and put on a doctor's white coat, and hung up the doctor's sign.
Cao Yong, who had changed his clothes and came out, once again aroused the exclamation of a group of medical students.
"Isn't it? It's the deputy chief physician!"
It is difficult to be promoted to the deputy chief physician, and all medical students know that some doctors cannot be promoted in their entire lives. People like Cao Yong who are in their twenties as deputy chief physicians can be counted on the fingers of the whole country. Not to mention, he is the deputy chief physician of neurosurgery, the pinnacle of neurosurgery.
The medical students looked at Handsome Cao as if they were seeing a dream.
After all, looking back, Director Lu, who was in his fifties, had the same title.