In the conference room, which fell silent for a moment, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Xie, like a spotlight.
"Thank you, Doctor." Doctor Wang seemed to sigh, and when he finished sighing, his face was smiling.
Xie Wanying, who was looked at by everyone, could only blink.
She can guess what everyone and Dr. Wang want to say.
I just want to say that you, classmate Xie, are so awesome. Not only can you do medical things, but you also have some kind of predictability in other things. Dr. Tong, who was very anxious when he came, suddenly smiled and turned to Cao Yong carefully.
"They all said that she seems to have been a doctor for many years, and maybe she was born to eat this kind of rice," she said.
Xie Wanying sweated when she heard what Boss Tong said. She was born again and said that she was born to eat this bowl of rice. Maybe it was true, but Boss Tong has a real piercing eye. When her eyes turned around unconsciously, she happened to meet Senior Brother Cao's handsome and beautiful pair.
The black eyes were smiling at her.
Everyone else present could see who was smiling at whom, but it was hard to say that the sweetness almost filled the entire conference room, making everyone else feel sour.
Affected by Tian, Deputy Director Lu calmed down and said, "Now it can only be decided by the patient as Dr. Xie said."
The choice is always in the patient's hands, as is Dr. Xie's golden rule. No matter how hard the overseas bosses try, they cannot win in front of the patients in the end, and the outcome can only be the same as Fang Ze's.
Ring, ring, ring, when the phone rang, all the doctors present laughed.
"Hurry up, Doctor Xie." Dr. Wang urged her, eager to see the slap in the face.
Lin Jiayin answered the phone.
"Dr. Xie. I'm sorry, you heard that we caused him trouble." Slavin's voice was on the other side of the phone.
"It doesn't matter. Are you ready? If you are, you can retreat according to the plan you will discuss later." Zhiguang Kang said.
Your voice was calm and calm, reaching the other party through the phone line. It was as if Slevin was the only one on the other side listening to that very important phone call.
“She’s dr xie.” Junior Master Zhi Guangkang repeated the identity of the speaker opposite, showing a hint of surprise.
Others couldn't understand why the junior teacher was surprised. Normally speaking, how could a young medical student speak in such a steady voice?
"She's a medibsp;student." Junior Master Xie Wanying asked again and verified.
"Yes." Slevin personally answered the teacher's words that time, "You are the same. He should have heard it, Mr. Slevin."
While listening and thinking, little teacher Xie Wanying was surprised by the unintentional voice. The wrinkles on her face were all tangled, and she couldn't help mumbling: "rudman said he couldn't do it."
That was the little music teacher complaining that my own top masters outside the domestic medical circle claimed to be capable of my student's surgery. The opinions given by the doctors in Haili were basically the same as what Slavin himself asked later.
The situation is the same: surgery can be done, but if it is done to the fullest, it will leave sequelae.
The happiest person to hear Xiaoshi complain was Brother Yao, who finally couldn't clear himself of the crime.
As a teacher, Junior Teacher Xie Wanying is absolutely willing to see her students become disabled. Now I can't understand why the students would go back to their own country to find a doctor.
It is understandable for patients to pursue the best medical solution. In that case, it makes no sense to focus on whether the medical team is domestic or national.
"Let her!" Little Master Xie Wanying decided that she would see Dr. Xie immediately.
