"Director Han..." the patient''s lover asked in a low voice when he saw that he had finished the physical examination.
"Where''s doctor who treated you?" Han Quinn asked coldly with the confidence in his heart.
"That little doctor, I think he is seeing a doctor in the consulting room."
Han Quinn wondered how doctors at Wu Mian''s level could go out of the clinic in bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital. This mismatch made him in a trance and felt that he had heard wrong. In fact, he was not the legendary one at all.
Taking a deep breath, Han Quinn tried to calm down. Although he was angry and saw the patient with his own eyes, he still told himself not to get excited.
Han Quinn knows who Wu Mian is. Although I don''t know why Wu Mian came to work in bajingzi after returning from the United States, the people who can compile diagnostics must be impeccable in terms of technical level.
Han Quinn''s understanding of Wu Mian is very weak. After all, Wu Mian is an immortal figure for him.
Before, based on a moment of righteous anger, I wanted to find Wu Mian and said. But when things came to an end, Han Quinn... Stood in the hall for a few minutes. When the cold wind blew, the wine woke up and regretted.
Han Quinn didn''t listen to what some friends said about the imperial examination and teachers in the hotel just now, but now he remembered several rumors about Wu Mian, and the whole person immediately calmed down.
Someone else''s teacher, written in diagnostics, is the editor in chief.
What are you?
Linzhou? Everyone else has to ask where Linzhou is.
For a CT, it''s really not worth it. Han Quinn fought between heaven and man in his heart. His face turned white, red and white. It looked scary.
Or forget it. Anyway, it has nothing to do with yourself. Besides, just a CT, two or three hundred dollars, why.
I can''t drink myself. Fortunately, it''s still early. If I really want to drink three or two more wine, I''m afraid... When I think of this, Han Quinn''s back is in a cold sweat.
Why is he so tiger? He scolded secretly in his heart and regretted becoming a river.
"Director Han?" the man was puzzled. He didn''t know that Han Quinn stood motionless in the outpatient hall, his expression was uncertain, his face occasionally smiled, occasionally serious, and occasionally clenched his teeth... What was he going to do?
How is it like doing expression management before acting?
He thought director Han would beat interns in the street and at least point to his nose, but he never thought that the intern was a big tiger.
When Han Quinn heard the patient''s family speak, he pondered for a few seconds and was in a dilemma.
"Director Han, why are you here?" Yang Lei, who was hesitating, came down from upstairs after taking a bath. When he saw Han Quinn standing in the hall, he said hello.
There are not many people in Linzhou medical circle who don''t know Han Quinn, especially bajingzi. He often sends patients who can''t understand or are seriously ill to Linzhou people''s Hospital, which is inextricably linked.
"You are..." asked Han Quinn.
"I''m Yang Lei. Some time ago, my classmate''s mother came to you... I followed your surgery." Yang Lei said with a little excitement. He had just been sprayed with stool and forgot his depression.
He doesn''t know Han Quinn very well. He just knows a little doctor under Han Quinn.
"Oh." Han Quinn was too lazy to talk to such a small role and nodded.
He wanted to understand that a cavity of blood courage is useless. More and more people lose themselves. If Wu Mian is not allowed to step down, people have plenty of means to make themselves.
"Director Han, please come inside. Did you come to see the patient?" Yang Lei''s mind is particularly "bright" now.
"I..."
"Please come inside, please come inside." Yang Lei said politely, "my classmates are still making plans to invite you to dinner. Unfortunately, you haven''t had time. Which patient do you come to see?"
After thinking for a while, Han Quinn turned back and said to the patient''s family, "you go to have a CT first, and then find the doctor to see the film. I have something else to do. I''ll go back."
The man suddenly looked silly, and the patient didn''t know what was going on.
After waiting so long, you have to take a look at director Han and leave? What the hell is going on?
But he couldn''t hold him back. No, the man looked at Han Quinn in a daze. His lips moved, but he didn''t know what to say.
"Dr. Yang, you''re back." Wu Mian appeared in the corridor. "I''ll tell you the patients I''ve seen."
When Yang Lei saw Wu Mian, he remembered that he had just been "shot". The serious psychological trauma made him shiver directly.
"Director Han is coming, i..." Yang Lei said subconsciously.
Han Quinn wanted to stop it, but Yang Lei said it when he was stunned. For a moment, he felt his scalp numb and his hands and feet cold.
"Director Han is coming?" Wu Mian asked and ran away.
"Miss Wu, Miss Wu, I''m coming. Come and see the patient and learn from you by the way." Han Quinn''s wine woke up completely. He bent down slightly and walked quickly.
Yang Lei looked silly. The former medical section chief... No, it''s the deputy section chief. Why is he bigger than President Zhou?
What''s going on?!
"Director Han, nice to meet you." Wu Mian smiled and stretched out his hand.
Han Quinn quickly stretched out his hands and shook hands with Wu Mian. Originally, he was shorter than Wu Mian. He bent down and looked very strange.
The man''s eyes stared like quail eggs. He never thought that director Han Quinn would call the little intern Miss Wu.
But no matter how you think it''s impossible, the facts are in front of you. He stared at Han Quinn, who seemed to be acting in front of him, and looked straight at him without blinking.
Han Quinn stretched out his hands and bent over, while the "little intern" shook hands with him with a familiar smile on his face.
It seemed as if Han Quinn shook his hand and felt that he had climbed high.
Let me go. What''s going on? The patient''s family was stunned. Yang Lei was also stunned. He didn''t expect that section chief Wu was even more awesome than he thought
"Director Han, please come inside." Wu Mian said with a smile. He had seen the patient and his family in the hall and guessed something in his heart.
But it''s a rule in the industry to see through without telling.
In fact, to put it bluntly, it doesn''t matter. After all, director Han was preconceived. He listened to the patient''s family members and looked at them at a glance.
Wu Mian has no idea about this.
And just Han Quinn, a "small" director of Linzhou municipal hospital, Wu Mian doesn''t care at all. If it weren''t for his natural memory, I''m afraid I don''t know who this is.
"Mr. Wu, you are so polite," said Han Quinn awkwardly. "I didn''t expect you to be so young."
“……”
The patient''s family and Yang Lei stared at the incoherent Han Quinn, wondering where he was singing.