The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 1130: There are wind chimes in the south and a crossbar in the north (393)

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There was no need to look carefully at the other person's face. Even just a silhouette just now was enough for her to recognize that it was Wen Linhan.

He hasn't returned to the United States yet

Why did he show up at the provincial hospital? The famous medical professionals from all over the world who were invited to the Provincial Hospital today include him

Normally, her brother would never participate in these activities. Even though people from all over the country have invited him, he rarely participates in these activities. Her low-key temperament is all influenced by him, so this will still hinder her to some extent. He wanted to participate in some parties to save face, but he usually acted like a god and couldn't invite them at all.

But now he actually appears here.

The moment their eyes met, Wen Leqing's face turned cold.

Her eyes moved away from the man's face, and in a blink of an eye, she walked directly to the senior and senior students who were talking to others behind them. She took the comprehensive clinical information they would use later and walked away, no longer walking in front. I no longer look in that direction.

However, after arriving inside, it turned out that Wen Linhan was also a member of today's clinical experiments and teaching, and many medical experts came here because of his reputation. The scene was very formal.

Because it was too formal, Wen Leqing could only endure it even if she didn't want to be in the same clinic with him.

The seniors and seniors also noticed Wen Linhan. Of course, they only glanced in Wen Leqing's direction. They saw that she was wearing a mask the whole time and could not see any other expressions or emotions except that she was looking at the information in her hand. They didn't say much.

Halfway through the clinical experiment, the leader of the provincial hospital asked her to pass the information in her hand to Wen Linhan.

Wen Leqing directly handed the information in her hand to the senior sister and asked her to help with her eyes.

But everyone else next to her glanced in her direction. It was obvious that Wen Leqing's expressions were very good during the clinical experiment just now, her reaction speed was also very fast, and her professional knowledge was not inferior, but now it's just that But he just had to bypass the experimental bed in front and go to the front to hand the information to Wen Linhan, but suddenly something seemed wrong.

Everyone was obviously in a hurry, but her ten seconds of delay made people couldn't help but suddenly glance sideways in her direction.

And now there is a live broadcast on the TV station for the medical students to watch the whole process. At least thousands of pairs of eyes are watching them.

"Senior, please help me." Wen Leqing whispered.

The senior glanced at her, and then at Wen Linhan's faint gaze in this direction. After looking at it for a while, she felt a little cold, like a thorn in her back, and whispered: "I have an instrument in my hand. Well, there’s no way to get there.”

Wen Leqing glanced at the thing in her hand, and then turned to look at the senior. Even if the senior had nothing in his hand, she would be too... too much to push this kind of thing to the senior.

Glancing at the camera over there again, Wen Leqing simply stopped wasting time and walked over with the information in her hand. When she came to Wen Linhan, there was no emotion on her face. She wore Wearing a disinfectant mask, he looked even more indifferent and no different.

There was a large screen next to the clinical clinic. Her figure and Wen Linhan's figure were magnified on the screen. At the same time, some pictures of electronic files and various knowledge and drawings of clinical medicine were displayed next to it. She did not look at anyone, nor Without looking at the big screen, he just said in a very official voice: "Dr. Wen, the information you want."

After saying that, without waiting for Wen Linhan to reach out to pick it up, he directly put the things on the table in front of him, then turned around and walked aside, facing the leaders of the provincial hospital and the people responsible for arranging their work and work this time. The person in charge of arranging salary nodded politely, and then returned to the side of the seniors and seniors.

This time, it seemed as if I didn't see the man standing there surrounded by several leaders of the medical school, and I didn't seem to feel his sight. It was as if he was just a strange medical leader who was admired by many people. But she didn't know him.

Wen Leqing's incoming and outgoing attitude stalled the ongoing clinical trial for more than ten seconds. Several other leaders of the medical school only knew that her surname was Wen, but in this huge country, the surname Wen did not exist. It was extremely rare, and it wasn't surprising to meet someone with the same surname, so I didn't think too deeply about it.

But someone still called her: "Wait a minute."

Wen Leqing, the senior and senior, stood there just now, paused, and raised their eyes to look at each other.

"Both Dr. Wen seem to be well-known in the medical community in Los Angeles. I don't know if they have communicated with each other when they were in the United States. Today's clinical experiment requires very precise stitch removal and suturing techniques. It is not as good as two Dr. Wen doing it in front of In front of this camera, let all of us and the thousands of students from T City Medical College see the precise technique of clinical suturing?"

The eyes of everyone in the clinical clinic, including that person's, all fell on Wen Leqing at the same time.

Wen Leqing did not look in the direction of Wen Linhan, nor did she pay special attention to the look of that person. She just stood there and nodded politely to the leaders of the Provincial Hospital and the Medical College: " With Dr. Wen here, I, the little Dr. Wen, might as well not show off my timidity. The window-facing suturing technique of Dr. Wen in front of me is worthy of everyone observing and learning. I can also stand by and learn from it... "

"After all, Dr. Wen has studied abroad for many years and was retained by the Los Angeles City Hospital. There is no need to be so humble."

"It's not humility, it's really timid." Wen Leqing said while raising her hand to introduce the seniors and seniors beside her: "My seniors and seniors are better. They work with Dr. Wen to do surgery for the students." By demonstrating, the effect will be better.”

Seeing her supporting others but stepping down on herself, the leaders noticed her low-key temperament and didn't say anything more. In the end, they did invite her senior and senior sister to join them as she said, and they were polite. Wen Linhan was invited to come forward and become a teacher.

When Wen Linhan walked around the table in front of him and walked towards the clinical experimental table, his eyes seemed to tilt towards Wen Leqing's direction.

Although he didn't speak, his eyes were calm, and he didn't pretend to be strange, nor did he mean to say anything to her in public. He just looked at her, as if he was sizing up how thick her disinfectant suit was. The disinfectant clothes she wears are also different from those abroad. She has never worn this one before in the United States. Wen Leqing, who is wearing a green mask, also has a cold look on her face, as if she is familiar yet unfamiliar.

Wen Leqing looked at her nose and nose as if she didn't see anything, took a step back, gave them her seat next to the clinical laboratory table, turned around and walked away.