"He said he had data to prove that being idle is conducive to brain rest. People in our hospital's neurosurgery often speak witty words, and it is difficult to identify true or false." He Guangyou continued to quote Huang Zhilei's words, indicating that he fully recognized the strength of his hospital's neurosurgery.

"Huang Zhilei?" Song Xuelin repeated these three words, and seemed to have a vague impression.

It felt that the name aroused his interest, He Guangyou reminded him: "You should have seen him. Last week, didn't they come to the door of our liver and gallbladder to help save a pregnant woman? The doctor wearing glasses is Huang Zhilei."

After recalling and positioning, Song Xuelin's mind confirmed: "It's Dr. Cao's man."

"Yes. He is Dr. Cao's junior brother, and he has been promoted to the attending department. This year, he was hospitalized and ran around the hospital. We privately laughed at him as Huang Daxia wearing glasses." He Guangyou remembered the name of Huang Zhilei and wanted to laugh.

He was called Huang Daxia, who made Huang Zhilei so enthusiastic and just in daily life? It’s not that enthusiasm and justice are not good, but that too much is not enough.

"Doctor Cao took him." When Song Xuelin said this again, he was obviously a little dull and confused.

"I know what you want to say about him. Was he a little rash and quick last time? Yes, he is like this sometimes. Dr. Cao has been criticizing him for this." He Guangyou said.

"Why?" Song Xuelin asked.

It was not about why Huang Zhilei was rash, but about why Cao Yong had chosen such an obvious flawed person to lead him.

Cao Yong is a top technical tycoon with a reputation, and he is an extraordinary reputation in the field of neurosurgery, which is well-known in the northern capital. If Cao Yong wants to recruit people, he will probably be the best surgeons in the country to flock to him.

"I don't know." He Guangyou shook his head decisively. How could he know what Cao Yong was thinking if he was not the worm in Cao Yong's belly?

Cao Yong and Song Xuelin thought about meeting twice last time with him this morning. This legendary god-like neurosurgery tycoon seemed to be not interested in him, even if he had asked him for his name once. On the contrary, he realized that this tycoon was very interested in Xie Wanying.

By the way, where are there people?

Realizing that she was no longer there, Song Xuelin suddenly remembered that when he cut off the tumor, he subconsciously thought about what her expression would be like.

I was startled by this idea.

"Where did Xie Wanying go?" He Guangyou happened to turn around and ask other people this question.

Gong Xiangbin knew about it and told them both: "She followed the anesthesiologist to take the patient back to the ward."

Patients who have successfully completed the operation do not need a surgeon to escort back to the ward, but only anesthetist. A group of people don’t know what happened to her and went back to the ward.

"Maybe I just came here, I don't understand." Gong Xiangbin said.

"How could she not understand after staying in Puwai Er for three months?" He Guangyou refuted his speculation.

"She probably wanted to observe the patient's postoperative situation more." Song Xuelin spoke.

He Guangyou discovered that Song Caizi, who was as fond of words as gold, would spit out more words when it comes to Xie Wanying's questions.

When Song Xuelin received the look of his senior, he twisted his mouth because he couldn't figure out what was going on with him.

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Xie Wanying, who returned to the ward first, found Zhao Zhaowei who was protruding his head at the door of the ward.
Chapter completed!