Zhang Dagang did not respond to the ridicule of others, but instead raised the cup of snake soup towards Zhou Xingxing.
"I brought you some game, would you like to take a bite?"
When he heard it was game, Zhou Xingxing immediately became energetic.
He was originally going to fight with a few people, but now he was directly attracted by the snake soup in Zhang Dagang's hand, and he couldn't remember the people over there.
"But this stuff is very tonic, so you can't drink too much at once."
Zhou Xingxing unscrewed the bottle and smelled the fragrance of the snake soup in the cup. He raised his head and drank all the snake soup into his stomach.
Zhang Dagang thought he would ask him to smell the game in his cup, but he didn't know that this guy was so aggressive and dared to drink directly.
This time, he couldn't stop it.
Zhou Xingxing burped and tasted the aftertaste like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
"I haven't tasted it yet, but what kind of soup is this? I have to say it's really fresh."
The soup was still warm, and the whole body was warm after drinking it. The comfortable Zhou Xingxing leaned lazily on the stool and let out a long sigh.
"Are you okay?"
Zhang Dagang looked at Zhou Xingxing who had no reaction and was surprised. Such a cup of snake soup was more than half a bowl.
Zhou Xingxing, who looks delicate and frail, has a stronger body absorption capacity than Wang Quan, who exercises regularly.
Zhou Xingxing shook his head in confusion: "What can happen if I drink some broth? It's not like you who poisoned me, right?"
Seeing Zhou Xingxing still lazily rubbing his belly, Zhang Da just shook his head with a smile.
Maybe Zhou Xingxing is just young and has high physical needs, so he absorbs it quickly.
Zhang Dagang comforted himself in this way, and then sat back down in his seat, suspiciously flipping through the extra information on the table in front of him.
"These are all the contents of Western medicine instruments that I compiled for you. I have summarized the essence of what we learned in the four years of college here. Next time you have such delicious food, you must think of me."
Zhou Xingxing looked like he was waiting to be praised by Zhang Dagang.
Zhang Dagang couldn't help but feel moved when he saw that there were hundreds of pages in front of him, densely packed with detailed pictures of each instrument.
After all, he and Zhou Xingxing had only known each other for less than three days, and Zhou Xingxing was able to do this for him.
"Zhang Dagang, Dr. Jiang asked you to go to his office."
There was a knock on the door of the intern's office, and a young nurse glanced at Zhang Dagang shyly before leaving with the information in her arms.
Several other interns looked at Zhang Dagang and even gloated.
Who doesn't know that Dr. Jiang hates doctors in the hospital hinting at patients to send banners and doing these fancy things, not to mention Zhang Dagang, a guy who has only been on the job for two days and didn't even go to college.
If Zhang Dagang dared to be so dishonest under Dr. Jiang, he would probably be scolded by Dr. Jiang later.
If it were said that Zhang Dagang saved the people on the night shift that day, no one would believe it.
After all, someone saw Director Zhou panting and rushing to the hospital that day.
Maybe Director Zhou saved the patient, and the director gave this credit to Zhang Dagang in order to please the people behind Zhang Dagang.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Director Zhou is really miserable. He worked hard for most of the night, and all the benefits were taken by someone."
"Isn't that right? We don't want to talk about anyone who has a backing. If someone targets us, our jobs will not be guaranteed."
Seeing that the buck teeth and the pockmarked face were looking weird again, Zhang Dagang gave the two of them a warning look, and then walked towards Jiang Shuai's office.
At this time, there was a man and a woman in Jiang Shuai's office.
When the woman turned around, Zhang Da just remembered that she was the wife of the patient that night.
He almost died because the hospital gave him the wrong fluid. When he woke up, he wanted to find trouble in the hospital. However, after a checkup in the hospital, he didn't expect that all his original ailments were cured.
Last night, the couple was in love like never before.
After finishing the work, I went to bed without even snoring loudly.
Thinking that there was such a miracle doctor in the hospital, the couple completely gave up their thoughts of causing trouble in the hospital. When they learned that Zhang Dagang was at work today, they specially sent a custom-made banner early in the morning in order to make friends with Zhang Dagang.
"Thank you, Doctor Zhang. You are really my lifesaver." The man excitedly held Zhang Dagang's hand.
Zhang Dagang looked at the man trembling with excitement, smiled and patted his shoulder.
"These diseases are easy for me. It's just that you should drink less and smoke less in the future. It will do too much harm to your body. In the end, there is really nothing you can do even if Hua Tuo is alive." Zhang Dagang patiently warned.
The man thanked Jiang Shuai profusely. It wasn't until Jiang Shuai got busy that the man took Zhang Dagang's hand and left the hospital with profuse thanks.
Several interns looked at Zhang Dagang who sent the couple out of the hospital with disdain.
"No matter how you pretend, you are so dedicated to acting. It would be a pity for these two not to go filming."
"I wonder how long the old bald donkey, the dean, can protect Zhang Dagang. When the bald donkey is laid off, Zhang Dagang will be just a little loach that can't writhe. I'm afraid he won't be able to carry our shoes by then."
The buck-toothed and pockmarked man complained disdainfully.
The man with curly hair standing next to him looked at the two of them as if they were idiots, then turned around and returned to the intern's office.
Regardless of whether Zhang Dagang saved the person or not, these two idiots shouldn't openly oppose Zhang Dagang's backstage.
Following Zhang Dagang, looking at Zhang Dagang's upright back, a flash of contemplation flashed in Curly's eyes.
Compared to Zhang Dagang, who is frank and has a back-up, this Ma Chuan is his biggest competitor in the hospital.
As for Zhang Dagang, Curly Hair had already excluded him from the competition.
When Zhang Dagang returned to the intern's office, he saw Zhou Xingxing already lying on his desk, fast asleep.
Seeing the blush rising on his fair little face, Zhang Dagang reached out and took his wrist and felt his pulse.
The domineering aura in Zhou Xingxing's body was actually swimming along the meridians of his body.
Zhang Dagang's eyes widened in shock, and then he put his hand on his wrist in disbelief and checked his pulse again.
Still in the same situation, Zhang Dagang retracted his hand with a complicated look on his face.
Zhou Xingxing's physique is a rare occurrence in a hundred years.
Seeing Zhou Xingxing's unguarded face, sleeping peacefully like a baby, Zhang Dagang inexplicably wanted to care for him like a younger brother.
Taking the essence of Western medicine bound into a book on the table, Zhang Dagang did not disturb Zhou Xingxing anymore, sat back in his seat, and began to read through it carefully.
Time flies so fast, and it’s time to get off work in the evening in the blink of an eye.