The little nurse looked at Zhang Kun with anticipation.

"No need, you can do it first, I'll go there myself!" Looking at the little nurse's expectant look, Zhang Kun waved his hand quickly, and then hurriedly left here as if he ran away.

Looking at Zhang Kun's hurry to escape, the young nurse stood behind and covered her mouth and laughed.

After laughing, the little nurse shouted to Zhang Kun's back: "Doctor Zhang, my name is Nie Ping, remember!"

After leaving the nurse's desk, Zhang Kun guiltily wiped the sweat stains that did not exist on his forehead.

The little nurse just now was so scary. Her eyes looked at him like a radiant light. It was simply comparable to Dr. Wang's eyes, and she had an inexplicable sense of horror...

Along the corridor, Zhang Kun finally found the 907 Ward.

The door was opened, so Zhang Kun walked in directly.

There was only one bed in the ward, so the old man lying down was naturally the one who was rescued by Zhang Kun.

The old man is still sleeping soundly, but his breathing is stable. Although his face is not rosy, he is at least peaceful. Overall, it should be considered good.

Next to the hospital bed, Zhang Kun saw yesterday that the old man's daughter-in-law was sitting beside the hospital bed protecting her.

Seeing Zhang Kun come in, the old man's daughter-in-law next to the hospital bed quickly stood up and looked at Zhang Kun with a slightly embarrassed look on her face: "Doctor Zhang."

"Yes!" Zhang Kun nodded, then slowly walked to the hospital bed, carefully placed his right hand on the old man's wrist and put it on.

The pulses of the three parts of the C, Guan and Cun are weak, and the pressure is empty, but the pacing gap is stable...

"Doctor, how is my old man? It's nothing wrong!" The middle-aged woman next to her asked after seeing Zhang Kun take the old man's pulse.

Zhang Kun nodded: "No big problem, just take care of it for a while."

After hearing Zhang Kun say this, the middle-aged woman was obviously relieved, and then looked at Zhang Kun carefully and said, "Thank you, the doctor. Yesterday, I was really sorry. I didn't speak through my brain. I'll forgive me for some words."

Zhang Kun smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, I can understand your feelings at that time."

After saying that, looking at the middle-aged woman who was still a little nervous, Zhang Kun smiled and said, "Okay, I'm really not angry. Take good care of the old man, and I will come again in the afternoon."

After saying that, Zhang Kun nodded and left.

It has been confirmed that there were no other problems after the operation of the old man, so Zhang Kun decided to go for a walk elsewhere.

In the future, I have to come to the cerebral and neurosurgery frequently, so let’s get familiar with the environment first.

However, as soon as Zhang Kun walked out of the door, he hurried over in a white coat in the distance.

The doctor in a white coat is a middle-aged man in his forties. He saw Zhang Kun who had just walked out of the ward at a glance.

"This is Dr. Zhang, haha, it's really young and promising." The middle-aged doctor walked up to Zhang Kun and said with a smile on his face.

Zhang Kun was stunned: "Who are you?"

"Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. My surname is Xie, Xie Zhitian, deputy director of the Department of Brain and Neurosurgery." Xie Zhitian said with a smile, then grabbed Zhang Kun's hand with both hands and shook it desperately.

"Welcome to our brain and neurosurgery department. It's really timely that you came."
Chapter completed!