Xie Wanying took her cousin's medical records and waited for Senior Brother Shen to come over. There was no need to rush, the nurse said that the doctor would be notified.
After a while, a call came from the distance in the corridor: "Junior sister Yingying."
It's Senior Brother Shen's sound that's so refreshing that it's like the sound of a roc spreading its wings.
Xie Wanying turned around and saw Senior Brother Shen who was wearing an unbuttoned white coat. He looked very smart, but he was actually too busy to button it up.
As Shen Youhuan walked on the road, he pulled on his white coat to make it look neater so as not to lose his appearance too much in front of his junior sister.
"Have you eaten?" Shen Youhuan walked up to the junior sister, stretched out his hand and took the patient's medical record from the junior sister's hand, and asked with a smile.
It should be considered that she didn't eat. There was in-flight food on the plane, but it was so simple that it was not worth mentioning. It was incomparable to regular meals. Besides, she was busy taking care of patients and had no time to eat.
Shen Youhuan didn't wait for her to say whether she had eaten. He glanced at her expression and answered for her: "It's okay if you haven't eaten. We'll eat together later. I've sent someone to deliver the food."
"My cousin and sister-in-law—" Xie Wanying thought that she might need to eat with her cousin and sister-in-law here.
After hearing her answer, Shen Youhuan noticed the patient's family members standing next to him, smiled and said, "Hello."
"Hello, Doctor Shen." Shang Siling said slightly embarrassed when facing the doctor. Doctors in the capital have a sense of authority. People who are not indigenous people from the capital will inevitably feel intimidated when they come to seek medical treatment, for fear of saying something wrong.
"The patient has just gotten off the plane. On the one hand, he needs to do some more checks. His physical condition needs to be stable, and then he can prepare for the operation. Don't be too anxious, and have a good meal first." Shen Youhuan said to the patient's family, "When the time comes, Ying and I will
Ying will discuss the patient’s medical history.”
Uh-huh. As a patient's family member, Shang Siling completely obeys the doctor's baton.
"Xiaofeng. Go on." Shen Youhuan handed the medical record in his hand to a young resident doctor who was following behind him.
Dr. Li Xiaofeng hurriedly took the medical record and opened it to take a look at it, fearing that his superiors might ask questions at any time.
Shen Youhuan was about to open the curtain to see Xiao Shugang's condition inside.
The curtain next door opened, revealing a face and saying to him: "Dr. Shen, come to my side to see this patient. Her condition is more serious."
Shen Youhuan was surprised for a moment, turned around to see clearly who was speaking, and said: "Shitou, are you on night shift in the emergency room tonight?"
"No, I work the day shift." Shi Lei replied, "When the night shift workers come over later, I will hand over the patient. But I asked someone to notify you to come and see the patient."
Ah? When Shen Youhuan heard what he said, he realized that when he received the emergency call notification, he mistakenly thought that the patient was Xiao Shu. He had just agreed to something casually, and stared at him on the spot: "Why did you just call me?"
Shi Lei's eyes turned to Xie Wanying's face. If he told her honestly: "I think they are all the patients escorted by your junior sister."
One of the daily tasks of senior brothers and sisters is to "wipe the butts" of their junior sisters. The other party is right, but how powerful his junior sisters are, why do they need him to wipe their butts? Shen Youhuan hummed twice, and when he went to see the patient next door,
Ask junior sister Xie Wanying to "hold grudges": "Remember him, his name is Shitou."
Senior Brother Shen is a funnier and more humorous person than Senior Brother Zhu. Xie Wanying was almost overwhelmed, how dare she call a senior by his nickname.
After joking with a colleague, Shen Youhuan immediately changed his expression when he came in front of the patient, from being dignified to a serious one: "What's going on? Is your breathing weak?"
