Chapter 82: Your Moon, My Heart, the Bloody Case Caused!
"Mom!" Huang Jingjing shook her head and said, "I always feel that this Doctor Huo is a little unreliable.
The kind of ambiguous words I just said didn't scare me to death. ”
"Then do you think this Dr. Sun is reliable?" Huang Jingjing's mother sneered: "Jingjing, you are still too young.
I have been protected by us too well since I was a child, and I don't know what the real society is like.
Tell you!
I don't believe he has a point.
Medical skills need to be accumulated over the years, and this iron law is not much to say.
You may think that he is so famous, but it must be true.
But fame is something that can be packaged and promoted.
You should know that.
You say he is a medical wizard repeatedly invited by Renhua Hospital? ”
"Yes, I heard that Dean Fu invited me again and again!" Huang Jingjing hurriedly said.
"That's right!" Huang Jingjing's mother showed Conan's eyes: "This Sun Jing must be Dean Fu's relative."
Spread your reputation first, and then promote it exceptionally.
When the age is up, the skills have also come out, but the rank has already far surpassed that of his peers.
Ling also said that he had come back from abroad.
This is very classic abroad.
What do you mean by that?
Pretend to be excellent first, and then you have a chance to really succeed!
If he really has the ability, why did Dean Fu and Director Wang not recommend the so-called 'one knife' for me to see if I was hospitalized?
It's not because he's too young, his reputation is just blown out, it's really moving, and it's easy to be exposed.
Especially old cadres and patients like us.
Dean Fu, no matter how much they want to preach, they don't dare to mess around.
You didn't see this young man coming, and you just recounted Dr. Huo's diagnosis.
It's already clear!
Your mother and I are also leaders.
These bends and curves, my door is clear! ”
"Is that so?" Huang Jingjing was also confused by her mother's Conan-style analysis, and felt that this was indeed very social and reasonable.
"But I've heard that he broke some world record when he came, saving a patient that no one else could sav."
"Propaganda, propaganda knows!" Huang Jingjing's mother hadn't reacted to her daughter yet, so she shook her head.
Huo Simiao heard it all outside, aside from the sentence 'scolding him for being a powerful faction', he listened to the other words.
After waiting for a while, he didn't listen to them continue to chat, so he collected his expression and walked in, retreating as advancing.
"Ms. Huang, this is the case, if you need to find an attending doctor like Dr. Sun, you can only discuss it with our director."
"No, no! I want you to be my attending doctor! Huang Jingjing's mother immediately retained.
"You are a famous doctor recommended by Dean Fu and Director Wang, and we all believe in you, don't you, Jingjing?"
"Doctor Huo, I'm sorry." Huang Jingjing was also confused by her mother's Conan-style analysis, so she could only smile awkwardly.
"It's okay." Huo Simiao smiled generously: "We need to respect the needs of patients and their families.
I still have something to do, so let's do it first, Ms. Wang, cultivate well. ”
Saying that, he nodded, and walked away freely.
When he left the ward, he secretly counted in his heart: "10, 9, 8......"
"Doctor Huo!"
A pleasant voice behind him made Huo Simiao secretly clench his fists and smile.
But as soon as he turned around, he had regained his indifference, far more indifferent than before, and he really used his acting skills to express his attitude.
scolded him for being a powerful faction, and he was going to play a powerful faction for them to see!
"Doctor Huo, I'm sorry before, I'm too worried about my mother, can I leave you a phone call?" Huang Jingjing laughed awkwardly.
"No need, just find a nurse if you have something." Even if Huo Simiao wanted to call again, he felt that imitating Sun Jing at this moment would be more compelling and effective.
"Don't." Huang Jingjing didn't ask for Sun Jing's phone anymore, and now it is clear that Huo Simiao is her mother's attending doctor, and she must get Huo Simiao's phone.
Otherwise, she was really not at ease, so she could only come forward and beg softly.
Huo Simiao can not withstand this.
In a few clicks, he surrendered and regained his bright smile from before.
took the mobile phone handed over by Huang Jingjing, entered his phone number, and after she dialed through, she explained a few words and left.
"Don't worry, I'll come to see it often, and various inspections will be arranged, don't worry."
He was afraid to stay, he couldn't help but laugh.
Sun Jing ignored these, and after the consultation, he continued to read the archives in the archives.
At three o'clock in the morning the next day, I received a consultation request from Ran Huaizhou, an emergency department.
"What's the situation?"
Sun Jing saw that the man had an electric drill strip stuck in his head, asked curiously, and began to check.
"Doctor, does it matter to me?" The patient and the electric drill lay there side by side, surprisingly calm.
If it weren't for the electric drill bit clearly inserted, it would have been suspected of acting.
"Immediate surgical separation is required." After Sun Jing's examination, a diagnosis was made.
"It's just not a hurry." As soon as the man heard this, he immediately stopped in a hurry, and his hands began to move.
"Don't move." Sun Jing stopped him.
"What do you want to do?" Ran Huaizhou also asked.
"I'll take my phone." The man shouted.
"I'll get it for you." Ran Huaizhou helped him take out his mobile phone: "You want to call your family, right, I'll help you dial the number." ”
The man called the number.
"You don't have your home phone number, do you?" Ran Huaizhou entered a few numbers and sensed that something was wrong.
Sun Jing's face was even more strange: "Do you want to call the hotline of 'Your Moon My Heart'?" ”
"Doctor, you listen to this show too?" The man looked at Sun Jing in surprise: "I thought I was so boring!" ”
"It's not! Why don't you call your family at this time, but call the radio hotline? Ran Huaizhou looked at the man speechlessly.
"I'm going to go into the operating room later, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out, I must ask my questions before I go in." The man was insistent.
In the end, Ran Huaizhou could only help make a call, and then put the phone to the man's ear.
Half an hour ago.
Half past two in the morning.
Zeng Xiaoxian's daily radio program 'Your Moon, My Heart' is broadcasting.
Because today is the wedding of his good brother Wang Tiezhu.
Therefore, Zeng Xiaoxian's inspiration exploded, and he talked about the romantic love story of Wang Tiezhu and Tian Erniu.
"What is a woman's biggest dream? That's right! It is to put on a holy wedding dress and walk on the red carpet of happiness.
Many times we live in a fairy tale of urban happiness and don't know it.
Xiaoxian has such a roommate.
He lives with a girl in two suites in the same apartment.
It's a pity that it's always one to the left.
The other always takes the elevator.
So they couldn't meet until a chance encounter made them acquainted.
Pushing through the wall, they found that they had already ...... Wow!
It's romantic, isn't it?
Today, they will join hands with their love to achieve positive results.
Don't be envious, you can too. ”
Half an hour later, now.
Under Sun Jing's strange gaze, Ran Huaizhou held up his mobile phone, put it to the man's ear, and dialed the hotline.