Everyone sat down and Xiang Shuyi also came in with information.
Nan Che was sitting on the sofa, eating a banana leisurely, and looked up at him, "Oh, are you the barefoot doctor?"
Xiang Shuyi: "..."
In all his years in the industry, he has never been so humiliated.
Nanche didn't care about his mood and said to him: "Xiao Chi, find a conference room. I'll take a look at the CT and give you some guidance."
Everyone:???
Xiaochi?
The veins on Xiang Shuyi's forehead were throbbing, and he almost couldn't hold back and was about to take action.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
He suppressed his emotions and turned around to go out. He wanted to see how much the ghost weighed.
Nan Che had seen many colleagues like Xiang Shuyi, who would eventually kneel down and beg him to accept him as a disciple. He had already seen this strange, and had already thought of how to reject him at the first sight.
He threw away the banana peel, held it with one hand, and walked out leisurely.
Everyone in the ward was waiting anxiously.
Yun Yun sat next to Song Xiang and gave her the snacks she had brought.
Song Xiang opened the box and took a look, and was amazed, "It's so beautiful."
Yun Yun's voice was gentle and she whispered, "Try it, I've never been with you, and I don't know much about your taste."
Song Xiang nodded, took the small spoon next to him, dug a piece into his mouth, and immediately exclaimed, "It's delicious!"
Yun Yun clasped her hands together and said, "That's good. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to get used to it."
"No, it's delicious."
Song Xiang was eating and talking quietly to Yun Yun: "Auntie, are you sure?"
Yun Yun whispered: "Don't worry, his medical skills are very good."
Hearing what she said, Song Xiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
It would be a pity if something happened to such a good person like Gong Shiheng.
Opposite him, Xiao Sheng sat quietly next to Gong Shiheng, his back straight and motionless.
Gong Shiheng glanced at her and found that she was extremely nervous, so he couldn't help but hold her hand.
Xiao Sheng felt the temperature on the back of his hand and couldn't help but cover his hand with his other hand, stubbornly trying to retain the temperature, as if this person would disappear from his eyes in the next second.
Time passed by minute by second, about half an hour.
There was movement outside.
"Okay, Xiaochi, please don't look at me with such admiration. I've seen your reaction too many times." It was Nan Che's voice.
Yun Yun covered her face, "This guy..."
The door to the room was pushed open, and Nan Che was still saying to Xiang Shuyi: "You don't ask me to accept you as my disciple. You are too old and I don't like it."
Xiang Shuyi: "..."
The door to the room was closed. Nan Che changed into a white coat and wore gloves on his hands. He raised his chin towards Gong Shiheng and said, "Lie on the bed."
Gong Shiheng responded and went to lie down on the bed. Xiao Sheng followed him to the bed like a little tail.
Nan Che saw her little actions and thought of how arrogant this girl was before, and felt puzzled.
Love is really the most poisonous poison that can change a person's appearance.
He walked over, checked Gong Shiheng's pupils, and felt Gong Shiheng's pulse.
Everyone held their breath.
Nan Che let go and started to take off his gloves.
Xiao Sheng asked anxiously: "How is it?"
"It's over, let's prepare for the funeral."
Everyone:!!!
Xiao Sheng's scalp went numb, and the color on his face disappeared instantly.
Gong Shiheng frowned and looked at Nan Che, "Senior, don't scare her."
Yun Yun came over and poked Nan Che on the waist, "You are talking nonsense again!"
Nan Che clicked his tongue, "You kids are so funny."
Yun Yun translated his words, "It can be cured, so don't worry."