An older doctor patted the young man on the shoulder and smiled: Don't be anxious. The director of the emergency department of their hospital is very nice, although he is nicknamed the King of Hell.

"Tell the family." Zhang Huayao said.

"Yes." The young resident doctor came with confidence, opened the medical record and took out the pen, preparing to record the doctor's instructions issued by the boss.

After glanced at the other party's actions, Zhang Huayao's mouth twitched and his eyes slighted. If he had lost sight, he turned around and happened to face the head nurse who was walking in front of him.

"Director Zhang." The head nurse knew that the boss was very busy and said a long story short, "The airport calls us and our leader asks us to answer."

Zhang Huayao must communicate with the airport himself to make it clear.

"What's the matter when I look for me at the airport?" Zhang Huayao said as he thought, glanced at the young man behind him who was waiting for him to give the doctor's order, so he simply turned around and left with the head nurse.

The young young man holding a pen waiting for the boss's instructions suddenly found that the leader had left. He was stunned and chased after him twice: "Director Zhang——"

"I'm not available." Zhang Huayao lazily threw down this sentence and gave the young people waiting for him to play with monkeys.

Where did he get the time? Waiting for him to issue a doctor's advice one by one? Forgot that he is also a doctor? Be independent early, young people.

The young doctor was tightened. It was obvious that the boss would not provide him with a solution and let him think about it himself. Boss Zhang is the King of Hell, the King of Hell on the heads of their young doctors, which is not wrong at all.

Zhang Huayao shook his head, thinking that people can make people angry and angry. Thinking of another young doctor he recently came into contact with, the medical student who was only half of the internship, all of them were rescued by themselves. And this person graduated and passed the practice doctor exam, but he actually had to wait for him to issue a doctor's order.

It means that good young doctors are difficult to find.

When he walked to the nurse's station, he reached out to take the phone, and Zhang Huayao fed 120 opposite: "What's the situation? You said."

"It's like this." The operator of the 120 Center explained to him the whole story.

"I said he was a medical student in our hospital. Did he say his name is his own?" Zhang Huayao asked.

"She said her surname was Xie."

The surname is Xie. I just thought of that person a few seconds ago, but that person came. Zhang Huayao's eyelids seemed to be so shocked that he flew down, and his cunning eyes turned.

Following the head nurse next to me, I tried to recall which intern in her hospital was named Xie. According to the information conveyed from the airport, this intern Xie seemed to be skilled, and excellent people would always leave an impression on everyone. Why can't she remember that an excellent intern in her hospital with the surname Xie?

Just seeing Zhang Huayao's expression was a little mysterious, the head nurse asked in a low voice: "Director Zhang, do you know Dr. Xie?"

I want Zhang Huayao to help me mention Intern Xie in her memory.

Zhang Huayao's mouth opened a curve and asked confidently to the staff of the 120 center opposite: "Is it a female doctor?"

"Yes." The 120th staff heard that he knew the other party and said, "If the situation is true, please send an ambulance to the airport to pick up the patients."

"Did she say she wanted to send the patient to our hospital?" Zhang Huayao asked clearly. This person didn't come to his hospital for internship. If those people from the National Association knew about this, would they kill Xie?

"She was escorting a critically ill patient to your hospital. Don't you know this?" The 120 personnel continued to convey information provided by the airport and flights.

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Chapter completed!