【276】Concern from Senior Brother Cao

Style: Romance Author: Fat mother is kindWords: 1053Update Time: 24/01/12 05:52:06
"Yingying."

This voice made Xie Wanying turn around.

In the crowd, that handsome face often has handsome dimples, and his smile is like a spring breeze.

"Senior Brother Cao." Xie Wanying couldn't help but slightly curve the corners of her lips, thinking that it would be difficult for people who look at Senior Brother Cao's smile not to laugh.

Cao Yong hugged the coat hanging on his arm and walked towards her wearing a gray-brown striped shirt and a blue woolen vest. He looked like an elegant scholar. Walking up to her, he asked her in a gentle voice: "Are you full?"

"I'm full." Xie Wanying said.

"Do you want to go back to the dormitory?" Cao Yong asked.

"No, I have to go back to the department. There are patients to see." Xie Wanying told senior brother, "Senior Brother Cao, have you eaten?"

"I haven't eaten yet." Cao Yong said, thinking that if he had known that he would meet her, he would have come to eat earlier, and said, "Are you eating alone?"

"Yes." Xie Wanying replied.

"In the future, if you feel bored eating alone, you can have a meal with me," Cao Yong said.

Does Senior Brother Cao often eat alone? Xie Wanying blinked in surprise.

The cell phone beeped. It might be the nurse sister from the department calling to urge someone. Xie Wanying was about to go back and said to her senior brother: "Senior Brother Cao, I'm going to leave first. You can eat slowly."

Tell him to eat slowly? Cao Yong smiled in his eyes, and now his voice was gentle and a little serious, and told her: "You have just finished eating, don't run away, to avoid causing digestive tract diseases."

After receiving the concern from her senior brother, Xie Wanying nodded, turned around and left, not daring to speed up her pace this time. After all, her senior brother's words were correct. Think about it, if a senior is a doctor, he is a doctor. He cares about people and speaks differently. He is very good at grasping the key points of medicine.

There are many digestive tract diseases. If you run after eating, too many digestive organs will have problems, including gastric ischemia, intestinal volvulus, appendicitis, etc.

Seeing her walking back to the inpatient department, Cao Yong stood still for a while.

Not long after, while he was standing, someone came over and put a hand on his shoulder: "You are crazy about looking at people again."

From the sound of the voice, I knew it was my old classmate Zhu Huicang.

"What do you mean, I can eat with you, can you eat alone? Why did you invite me over for dinner? Do you want me to be a light bulb like Huang Zhilei?" Zhu Huicang said this as if he heard the conversation between him and her.

Cao Yong turned back and narrowed his eyes at him: "Who invited whom to dinner? Didn't you say on the phone that your wife was working the night shift tonight, and you cried and complained that you were bored eating alone?"

"Stop talking, let's go eat." Zhu Huicang dragged him to get food, while nagging, "Why don't you go out to eat instead of eating in the hospital canteen, because do you think you will meet her here?"

"No, someone is coming."

"Who?" When asking, Zhu Huicang turned around and saw Gao Zhaocheng walking towards him.

"How are you two?" Gao Zhaocheng said hello to his two junior brothers and stood together eating at the window.

what happened? Zhu Huicang glanced at Cao Yong.

I am always very busy in clinical practice, and even my senior colleagues who are not in the same department rarely have time to meet each other. Besides, they and Gao Zhaocheng are not people who usually communicate with each other.

After the three of them finished their meal, they found a small dining table in the corner and sat down.

Talking while eating.

"I want to ask you, do you know who arranged for her to be with Tan Kelin?" Gao Zhaocheng said today's topic.

"You said on the phone that I thought you knew who arranged the arrangement between her and Tan Kelin." Cao Yong answered him.