Country M.

In the operating room, a tall and thin boy came out of it, followed by an old man with gray hair.

The old man took off his gloves and threw them into the trash can that was specially recycled.

"Like, go back and write down the record."

The young and handsome boy turned his head and gestured OK to him, "Got it." ”

Qi Lao smiled, pressed the elevator to the office upstairs, and Zhong Yi followed.

"By the way, you'll go back to China next week, and you're going to come back in a few days?" Qi Lao calculated and liked to come to the medical team, it has been more than a year.

The swarthy and skinny boy is now a little doctor who can support an operation.

Zhong Yi smiled, "Why don't you have to stay for a year and a half." ”

Qi Lao was stunned for a moment, "You just wait to be driven back by Shen Qing." ”

Zhong Yi smiled, the elevator door opened, and he was the first to walk out.

"When you come back from Huaguo, remember to bring me some souvenirs, the best ones." Qi Lao walked into the office, sat on a chair and looked at Zhong Yi with a smile.

"You have your own money, won't you buy it yourself?" Zhong Yi rolled his eyes, how developed is the network now, and he is still needed to buy on his behalf?

"You dead child, my money is all used in the medical team, where is the money?"

Zhong Yi sighed, "These new equipment in the medical team are all swiped with my sister's black card, don't put gold on your face." ”

"Hey—you stinky boy." Qi Lao wiped his sleeves and stretched out his finger to point his favor.

"I'm going back." Zhong Yi took the notebook on his desk, turned and walked out the door.

Qi Lao looked at the figure of the young man going out, nodded helplessly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

This little kid.

Zhong Yi returned to the room where he was sleeping and resting, first took a pen, wrote down the operation record, and then opened the electronic lock and took out a notebook wrapped in brown paper from the drawer.

The handwriting on it was already a little blurred, but he could still see it clearly, and he later retraced the blurred handwriting with a fountain pen.

When he saw the ground he didn't understand, he marked it with a pencil on the side, and then went to consult Elder Qi the next day.

Knock knock. Fish fish

Someone came knocking on the door.

Zhong Yi put the notebook in the drawer and locked it, then took the notebook again, flipped it to the place where he had just finished writing today, and then got up to open the door.

"Here we are." Zhong Yi rubbed his hair, opened the door, and saw a middle-aged man standing outside, looking like he was thirty or forty years old.

"Dr. Yang, is there anything wrong with you?" Zhong Yi glanced at him, one hand pressed against the door, not trying to let him in.

"My apprentice Gong Yue, I want to borrow your surgical notes to see, this kid is thin-skinned, embarrassed to ask, I happened to pass by this floor today, so I came over." Dr. Yang smiled.

Zhong Yi glanced at him, "Okay, then you wait a minute." With a loud bang, he closed the door and came out of another unlocked drawer, a notebook with a cartoon character on it.

This was given to him by Elder Qi when he first came, saying that it was in line with his age......

Dr. Yang glanced down at the cartoon notebook in Zhongyi's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." Zhong Yi hooked his lips, didn't say much, and just closed the door.

Dr. Yang flipped through his favorite notes, which also recorded some emergencies and solutions in the operating room, and there was nothing to look forward to.

He glanced at it a few times and closed it.

**

Kyoto University.

Dean Guo called Shen Qing and asked her to go to the office.

"Dean Guo, do you have something to do with me?" Shen Qing entered the office and saw Wen Yi sitting on the sofa on the side.

Wen Yi was stunned for a few seconds when she saw the girl coming in.

"Shen Qing, you sit down first." Dean Guo was revising his thesis, and he pointed to the location next to Wen Yi.

Shen Qing didn't move, but took a chair out to sit on his own.

Wen Yi sighed softly, "What are you pretending to be high." ”

Dean Guo raised his head, "That ......" He pointed at Wen Yi, unable to call his name for a while.

"Teacher." Wen Yi stood over and listened to Dean Guo's speech.

"The format of the paper here is not right, see, like this DNA, it has to be in Latin, and then this number, it has to be changed to this font."

"Okay, thank you, teacher." Wen Yi smiled apologetically, and when she turned her head to meet Shen Qing's eyes, it instantly turned into a provocation.