Chapter 1890 【1890】Who Spoils the Scenery

When walking with the senior, Xie Wanying discussed the case with great interest: "Ms. Chang, after watching the film last night, did she think that the patient has the possibility of metastases?"

Last night, classmate Geng was terrified by this possibility. It would be great if the teacher could explain the reason earlier.

Chang Jiawei looked at his watch and remembered other important events: "Your teacher Fu probably hasn't eaten breakfast this morning. We need to buy him something to eat. You come to order, like last night. I found that you are very helpful People order."

"Teacher Chang." Xie Wanying wondered if the other party didn't hear her.

On a sunny morning, don't talk about dry academics and diseases, but discuss food. Chang Jiawei told her about the importance of the stomach: "I'm hungry. Are you not hungry? You are not hungry, you are just as hungry as Teacher Fu."

The senior is not hungry like her. Xie Wanying wanted to understand this and said, "Yes, Teacher Chang. Actually, I don't know what the teacher likes. Teacher Chang has been with Teacher Fu all the time, so he should know more about what Teacher Fu likes to eat than I do."

"Do you want to know what your teacher Fu likes to eat?" Chang Jiawei deliberately moved his face closer to her, his eyes catching micro expressions on her face.

She really wanted to please Teacher Fu, because her goal was cardiothoracic surgery. The question is, how can she directly answer yes to such a question. Others would mistake her for trying to bribe the teacher.

"Maybe Mr. Fu likes to drink porridge." Xie Wanying speculated based on the teacher's dietary preferences when eating hot pot last night. Mr. Fu seems to be a person with a lighter taste.

"Do you think I will like porridge as you think like him?" After throwing the bait of his old classmate, Chang Jiawei slyly brought the topic to himself to test her thoughts on him.

"Teacher Chang and Teacher Fu often dine together, and the taste may be similar. I don't know if I'm wrong." After Xie Wanying answered, she looked serious.

I really admired her stubbornness and didn't think of going anywhere else. Chang Jiawei had an idea, and his eyes fell on her right shoulder, as if Columbus had discovered the New World and said: "There is something on your clothes, don't move, I will help you remove it." Then, he stretched out his hand and tried to put it on. On her right shoulder.

At this juncture, the bell rang.

It was the phone in her pocket that rang. Xie Wanying didn't even think about it, she lowered her head and took out her phone.

Chang Jiawei's hand didn't touch her clothes, which stopped in mid-air and was blown by the wind. He couldn't help squinting his eyes in displeasure, thinking that it was some unpleasant caller.

"Hello." Xie Wanying turned her back to the person, anxiously listening to the call without looking at the caller ID, and asked, "Who is it?"

"Yingying."

Brother Cao's voice.

"Have you gone out for a run?" Cao Yong asked her probably because he heard the noise of the road opposite.

"Yes." The corners of Xie Wanying's mouth were slightly curved, thinking that her senior brother seemed to be able to guess what she was doing like Monkey King with clairvoyance.

"Have you had breakfast?" Cao Yong asked concerned.

"I was just going to buy breakfast. Brother, have you eaten yet?" Xie Wanying asked back.

"Not yet." Cao Yong said.

"Did senior brother come to the hospital?" She called her and didn't eat breakfast. It is estimated that the senior brother came here in a hurry, and it is very likely that he rushed back to work in the hospital department.

"It's something to go back to the hospital. I heard about the students in your class. I will stop by the orthopedics department to see patients later." Cao Yong talked about the arrangement.