"She objected and said that I couldn't see clearly. I was very confused and didn't quite understand what she meant."
It’s not that I don’t quite understand, but I know what’s going on and I’m afraid things will get worse, so I simply say I’m confused. This is the psychological characteristic of classmate Zhao Wenzong, who is a bad person. He avoids, is afraid of facing the cruel reality, and is willing to lie to himself again and again to deceive himself that things are not as bad as he thought.
Essentially not strong enough.
For this reason, Zhao Wenzong tried to cheer up and said: "I heard that you helped her grandma treat the disease, and said that she should at least call you to say thank you. She didn't say anything after listening. I think she might later I’ll find you again.”
Hate is hate, hate is hate. People like Hu Hao and Zhang Wei talk about their interests, so they must not be afraid of being shameless and come to her again. In the end, they don't dare to have a relationship with her.
Zhao Wenzonghe thought further than she did and said: "Yingying, as long as you become a doctor in a big hospital, they will not dare to look down on you anymore. Their attitude towards you will definitely change in the future."
Disgust can only be put back into the heart in the face of interests. When Xie Wanying thought about this, she could feel that the lives of these two classmates were really hard, and they could not live as they pleased for the sake of profit. Therefore, she hates these two people, let alone hates them, so business is business.
"Other people who have asked me about you are - I think you must be very interested in classmates who are studying medicine like you. I know there is a person in the class next to ours named Kong Yunbin. He was admitted to Zhongshan Medicine Class eight in the hospital. I didn’t expect that he from the class next door would actually come to ask me about you.”
Kong Yunbin, when searching for this person in his mind, he had no impression. Xie Wanying asked: "What did he ask me for?"
Zhao Wenzong said: "I was also surprised how he wanted to know about you. He refused to say anything. Later he hesitated and mentioned that the teacher in the medical school class seemed to have seen you. When it came to your name, he was not sure. It's not you. His teacher praised you for your very good drawings. Yingying, is it you? Is there anyone with the same name as you in your school? "
She didn't know if there were any medical students with the same name as her in the National Association, and she didn't have the school's student roster.
Speaking of painting in front of teachers from Zhongshan Medical College, Xie Wanying recalled the dinner she had with Teacher Tan a long time ago.
That time, a senior from Zhongshan Medical College appeared in the box and looked at and asked about her anatomy drawings. It is estimated that one of them happened to be Kong Yunbin’s medical school teacher.
So why did the teacher mention her? Just to inspire students? It seems that she was taught to submit her resume to Zhongshan Medical College Hospital. It happened that her cousin and sister-in-law told her to have a way out to work back in her hometown in the provincial capital.
She was thinking too much and forgot that there were big bosses from two hospitals present. When she suddenly felt two pairs of eyes staring at her from across the way and diagonally, she was so frightened that all she could think of was what Senior Sister Jiang had warned her:
Never say in front of the on-site teachers that teachers from other units are the most dangerous.
After clearing her throat, Xie Wanying pretended to be nonchalant and said on the phone calmly: "I don't know who he is anymore. I don't recognize him either."
Maybe she was acting too real, but the two pairs of eyes didn't move away from her.
Cao Zhao's black eyebrows were raised with a smile, and his eyes showed more curiosity about the mobile phone she was holding.
