The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Doctor Xu held his eyes, without any unnecessary expression.

"It's my duty.

The dean on the side calmed things down with a smile.

"Dr. Xu has a rather old-fashioned personality."

Dr. Xu raised his glasses again.

“No matter how much information I read, it’s not as intuitive as having direct contact with patients.”

He lowered his head and glanced at the watch in his hand.

"I have an operation in an hour."

In the office, the atmosphere was stagnant for a while.

The sweat dropped from the dean's face.

He stood up,

"You can arrange for someone else to do the surgery..."

Dr. Xu's originally expressionless face suddenly darkened and he looked at the dean,

"This is my patient. It's only an hour away from now. Others..."

The dean felt extremely regretful about letting Dr. Xu handle this matter.

Doctor Xu looked at the director and swallowed back the curse words that were about to come to his lips.

"I'm going to see the patient first."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the office.

The door closes.

The dean looked at Huo Yan, his eyelids trembling.

"Mr. Huo, I made you laugh..."

Huo Yan raised an eyebrow.

"fine."

The dean was stunned for a moment.

Huo Yan raised his eyes and solemnly said again,

"It's okay. Maybe he can have a conversation with Weiwei."

He has a single-minded mind. Apart from his own professional field, he is... rather than saying he is not good at it, it would be more appropriate to say he is indifferent.

It is also relatively simpler.

He feels more at ease with such a person.

Weiwei is really not very good at handling complex interpersonal relationships.

The dean saw that Huo Yan really wasn't angry and breathed a sigh of relief.

"His professional level is still first-rate in our hospital. When Ms. Gu was hospitalized before, he also followed up as an expert assistant and had a better understanding of Ms. Gu's condition."

He couldn't help himself and explained again.

Huo Yan nodded and said it was okay.

"I still trust you, Dean, on this point, but Weiwei is still young and always has a bit of a childish temper. If Dr. Xu is not patient enough..."

As he was talking, the phone on the dean's desk suddenly rang.

The two looked at each other.

Huo Yan made a please gesture.

The dean apologized and answered the phone.

After listening to the call, the dean had a look of astonishment on his face.

Huo Yan caught this change in expression,

"What's wrong?"

The dean pursed his lips and said,

"Ms. Gu is quite cooperative with the treatment and has started various examinations."

Huo Yan was startled for a moment and raised an eyebrow.

"Doctor Xu is quite capable."

The dean opened his mouth,

"It's not Dr. Xu."

Huo Yan's face suddenly darkened.

"Who is that?"

Almost instantly, goosebumps appeared on the dean's back: "It's Hu Qinghao, Doctor Hu."

…

The ward door opens.

Hu Qinghao lowered his head and was drawing blood from Gu Weimian.

"Bang" sound.

The door opened too quickly and fell against the wall next to it.

There was a loud noise that shook the sky.

Hu Qinghao's hand shook, and the needle pricked Gu Weimian.

Blood beads appeared on the bluish-white arms, which were so vivid that they were dripping with blood.

He quickly picked up a cotton ball and pressed it against the bleeding area.

The cotton ball, as white as a cloud, was placed on her arm, as if nothing had happened.

Everything is calm and calm.

Hu Qinghao picked up the cotton ball and took a look at the wound. Fortunately... there was no bleeding.