Yuan Liping came to work in the radiotherapy building on her first day, and although Wallen had already explained what she should have explained, Yuan Liping still asked her about the precautions every time she cleaned a room.

Warlene was really helpless: "Sister Yuan, don't you feel troublesome when you clean a room and go up and down the stairs?"

"There are only a few rooms, and there are not many things, except for the things in the computer room that are placed as they are, and the things in the doctor's office cannot be moved casually, the rest is up to you. ”

And there's basically nothing else.

The radiotherapy building has only been officially open for half a month, except for the linear accelerator room and operation room on the first floor, the simulator room and operation room on the third floor, and the doctor's office on the second floor, the other rooms are currently idle, the conference room only has a bookcase, there is a bed in the duty room, and the remaining rooms are completely empty, so there should be no difficulty in cleaning.

"Aren't I afraid that you have any taboos," Yuan Liping stated in a loud voice, "I understand your taboos and habits, and I can do things with peace of mind." ”

"No, I don't have any taboos," Wallen said as she asked Libo, "do you have any taboos?"

Li Bo stared at Yuan Liping faintly for a few seconds, and then turned his gaze to the outside of the door, without saying a word.

"Oh, I see. Yuan Liping turned her head and went upstairs again.

Wallen was puzzled: "What does she understand?"

Li Bodao: "She understands that if she continues to talk so endlessly, she can go out directly." ”

"Well, it's still you!" Wallen gave Li Bo a thumbs up, "My hundred words can't match a glance at you." ”

Probably because they grew up in hospitals, where they played in medical settings, they were exposed to their parents and other elders who were medical professionals from an early age, and these children were born with the skills to control outsiders.

No, Li Botong's shoes are silent, just one look, Yuan Liping knows what to do.

Li Bodao: "She is testing your bottom line." ”

"The bottom line?" Worleen mused, "do you mean that she thinks that no one wants to come to us as a hygienist, and that she has the confidence not to be afraid that we don't want her, so she tests how far we can tolerate her, and see how much she can benefit?"

After saying this, Wallen felt that her thoughts were a little incredible, that she had become a conspiracy theorist, and that people's hearts could not be so sinister.

Besides, the hygienist's salary is paid by the property company, and the entire radiotherapy building can be said to be empty except for the machines and a few freshly made cabinets, what are the benefits here for Yuan Liping?

"She said she had been working in the imaging department for several years, and I had been in the imaging department for a month during my internship and had never seen her. After Li Bo finished speaking, he opened the protective door and entered the linear accelerator room.

Wallen glanced out the door, there was a patient coming here, and Li Bo was in the computer room to prepare.

"Doctor, Cheng Fang has arrived. "The patient enters the gate and reports with a smile.

"You're a little late today, it's hot outside, aren't you?" Warleen chatted casually with Cheng Fang as she registered Cheng Fang's name as she took Cheng Fang's radiation therapy sheet out of the drawer.

Cheng Fang sighed while wiping his sweat: "No, I'm just ten minutes late, and it's too hot this day." ”

Cheng Fang is a Chinese teacher in a middle school in the county, he has nasopharyngeal cancer, he is very optimistic, he rushed from the county every day, and rushed back to school after radiotherapy, neither want to delay the class to the students, nor do you want to interrupt the treatment, the hot day, rushing to and fro is very hard.

Director Peng said that because the teacher has to write a lot of words on the blackboard every day, the end of the chalk will enter the nasal cavity, and the chance of nasopharyngeal cancer is relatively high.

It's not even nine o'clock before Chengfang came, and it seems that there is no class for him this morning, otherwise he wouldn't have come so early.

Thanks to Chengfang's fluent Mandarin, otherwise Wallen and he wouldn't be able to talk.

"Alright. Warlene showed the registration book to Cheng Fang, who had already come to the window, and motioned for Cheng Fang to enter the computer room.