The teachers were surprisingly silent, which made several medical students at the scene nervous, feeling that the situation was about to get out of hand.
Du Meng¡¯en, ??who has always been confident about his father, expressed his worries about his father and pouted.
Zhang Shuping had never seen the scene before him, and his heart was pounding.
Geng Yongzhe frowned. The people in their class are basically the same upright people as Senior Brother Cao, and they can't stand this kind of thing. Seeing the two teachers helpless, it made people very angry.
Suddenly, he seemed to notice something unusual and turned around to look at Classmate Xie.
The look on Xie Wanying's eyebrows was calm and surprising, as if she seemed to be calmer than the two teachers. .
Xie Xie's distinctive expression in the middle of the green leaf is going on. Geng Yongzhe felt puzzled.
With Senior Brother Cao gone, someone has to hold up the banner of justice.
Like other professions, doctors must believe that bad bugs are only 0.001% of the population. For example, Teacher Zhuang kept telling her that her class teacher Liu Hui regretted it and no other teacher would support Liu Hui's actions. Therefore, as long as a hole can be opened and righteousness can come in, there is nothing to fear from bad people and evil spirits.
"Dr. Zhou, what are you doing?"
A powerful voice suddenly appeared at the door of the operating room, deafening, like a Taoist sword, with a click, it cut through the demonic barrier that shrouded everyone's heads.
Everyone hurriedly turned around to find the source of the sound.
The male doctor standing at the door is in his fifties or sixties. He wears reading glasses and holds a folder and a pen in his hand. He looks like a solemn old teacher, with authority in his features.
The medical students did not recognize this face, but they could tell that this teacher was definitely a leader.
Dr. Zuo Liang was the first to recognize who it was and reported to the surgeon: "Mr. Du, it's Director Fang from the Medical Department here."
The director of the medical department carries the folder, as if he is on a routine patrol of the work of the people in the hospital, and makes scores and evaluations at any time.
The medical students took the lead in straightening their backs and becoming like primary school students. It is said that there is no dedicated medical education department in Beito San, and the interns are managed by the medical department. The sudden arrival of the grading leader was enough to make the students prepare for it.
But after a while, the students discovered that they were not the ones being inspected by the leader, and that the leader's eyes were fixed on Dr. Zhou alone.
Everyone remembered what Director Fang said when he appeared: directly name Dr. Zhou to answer the question.
Dr. Zhou, whose ears had been equipped with filters for anyone's voice, came to his senses and when the leader asked him to question him, he jumped up from the bench, his ears were no longer deafened, and he replied: "Director Fang¡ª¡ª"
"What are you doing, Doctor Zhou?" When the second repeated sentence burst out from Director Fang's thick voice, it was obviously a bit like Shang Fang's sword being unsheathed.
Mainly because this time Dr. Zhou didn¡¯t seem to understand the leader¡¯s words immediately, and continued to be confused and didn¡¯t know where he was.
Dr. Zhou smacked his lips and asked for instructions from the leader: "Director, what you are talking about is¡ª¡ª"
What did I say? Do you still need me, the leader, to say this?
Director Fang glared at Dr. Zhou, looking directly at the moaning surgical patient next to Dr. Zhou.
ah! Dr. Zhou suddenly seemed to wake up, and explained at the same time: "Director Fang, this patient is -" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com