super medical system

Chapter 44 Doctor Zhang

"Attend class!"

"stand up!"

"Hi teacher, the preparations for the 16th grade excellence class have been completed. There should be 81 people, but there are actually 80 people. One of them asked for leave. Please give instructions!"

"Classes begin!"

"sit down!"

Jiang Yuan walked from the reporting position imposingly, back to his actions, and sat down.

This is the first time he has given such a formal pre-class report. As a tradition of the Oriental Medical University transferred from the military academy, this thing seems to be quite interesting.

An Xue paused, and glanced over the last row of the classroom, where there was a row of old professors in suits.

Today is an open class, and the people sitting behind are all well-known figures in the school. It seems that there is no way to continue beating that brat.

An Xue felt a little regretful, her eyes subconsciously wandered around the front row.

Ok?
Did you just sit in the back row today after being punished by yourself to stand yesterday?
An Xue continued to look at the back row.

Ok?nor?
That is to sit in the middle, in the blind spot of your own vision, ready to pretend to be a grandson?

Count your boy acquaintances!

The corner of An Xue's mouth involuntarily evoked a triumphant smile, her eyes turned to the middle of the classroom again, and she glanced roughly, hey, it's quite deep, I didn't see it!
I was about to scan it for the second time, but the students below and the teachers listening to the class later were unwilling.

It had been a long time since the routine report before class was done, but An Xue kept looking at the podium, not showing any intention of speaking. Although it was hindered by An Xue's usual despicable power, the students were still a little riotous.

"Cough cough!"

The dean, who was always smiling, coughed twice. Seeing that An Xue didn't respond, he coughed again.

This time, An Xue finally came to his senses.

This is a public class!What are you doing?

Quickly looked back, calmed down, and spoke.

……

The time of the two classes passed quickly, and An Xue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as she watched the school leaders leave at the back of the classroom.

Turning his head, Jiang Yuan was still packing his things and An Xue stopped him.

"Student Jiang Yuan."

"What's the matter, Teacher An?"

"Who is asking for leave today?"

"It's Yang Tian." Jiang Yuan's heart moved, and he saw An Xue's face darken instantly.

"That stinky boy, he's so talented, he dared to skip class!"

An Xue frowned deeply, and suddenly glared at Jiang Yuan, "Tell me! Did he skip class on purpose! You are covering up for the sake of caring for your classmates!"

"I..." Jiang Yuan sweated profusely. An Xue vented his anger no matter what she said, and quickly waved her hands, "No, he asked for leave directly from the counselor, and the counselor told me about it."

"Oh?" An Xue was taken aback, "Is he sick?"

"No, it seems that something happened at home."

"Is that so..."

An Xue pondered, her face a little gloomy and uncertain.

"Eh? Senior Hou Shou?"

Jiang Yuan spotted the skinny monkey walking towards him, and couldn't help but let out a hush.

An Xue nodded at Jiang Yuan, carried the book and left, the thin monkey said hello to An Xue, and walked in front of Jiang Yuan.

"What were you talking about just now? I seem to have heard that something happened to Yang Tian's family?"

The thin monkey asked casually, his voice floating a bit.

Jiang Yuan nodded and didn't say much, "Senior, you came to me because of what happened yesterday?"

"Well, that's about it." Shouhou nodded, and scanned the classroom with his eyes, but he didn't find Yang Tian's figure, so he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

He didn't come to find Jiang Yuan today, but it's a pity that Yang Tian is not here.

"Well, this matter is related to my future path, I still hope to think about it for a while." Jiang Yuan's tone was sincere, he was really hesitant.

Participate in Wang Zhi's group, receive special training, win that award, win or lose, or study step by step, participate in various non-painful activities, and find a job naturally under the arrangement at home?

Rationally speaking, Jiang Yuan should choose the latter; but he is not willing to be mediocre, and wants to give it a try.

This kind of decision, made in a day or two, is still too hasty.

The thin monkey glanced at Jiang Yuan and nodded, "Understood, then you can think about it. In this way, I won't bother you, I'll go first."

"Senior, go slowly."

Looking at the back of the thin monkey going away, Jiang Yuan clenched his fists, and the chaotic thoughts in his mind were a little difficult to control.

It seems that it is not enough to make such a decision on your own.

Jiang Yuan shook his head, took out his phone, and found "Uncle".

At the same time, in the office of the vice president of the School of Basic Medicine, the bald and fat Vice President Jiang answered the phone.

……

On the other side, in the inpatient department of Dongfang Hospital, on the [-]th floor, in the doctor's office at the second corner, Dr. Zhang sat quietly in front of the computer.

His computer screen was a little different from everyone else's.

With a gray-black background and green characters, it looks a bit like a programming interface.

There are two piles of characters displayed in two columns on the top. At first glance, it looks like gibberish, but Dr. Zhang reads it seriously. While reading, his fingers move slightly to write something on the paper.

"Snapped!"

The pen was put down, and the written paper was picked up, with the left and right borders on the top, and the information of two people were written respectively.

left:

Name: Lin Yong;
Age: 19;

Possible analysis: 50%;

right:

Name: Yang Tian;
Age: 18
Possible analysis: 48%;

Doctor Zhang stared at the names of the two for a long time, picked up a pen, and drew a line on the paper.

He crossed out Lin Yong's name.

"Om-oom-oom"

The mobile phone vibrated weakly on the table, Dr. Zhang picked it up, and there was a middle-aged man's voice on the phone.

"The tentative plan has been implemented."

After a word, the phone hung up.

Listening to the beeping busy tone on the phone, Dr. Zhang smiled, and his glasses reflected light under the fluorescent light.

Putting down the phone, picking up the white paper again, and staring at the half-pay again, Dr. Zhang's slender fingers waved.

"Tear--"

"Tear--"

The paper turned into small pieces in an instant, and fell into the wastebasket one after another.

Clapping hands, pressing several keys on the keyboard, the computer screen suddenly turned black, and when it was turned on again, the gray-black interface had disappeared, and the green screen saver and simple icons had turned into a normal computer interface again.

Dr. Zhang moved his fingers slightly, and clicked on the case in the lower right corner on the left, and a white background interface popped up.

"Crack!"

The door of the doctor's office was pushed open, and Xia Bin walked in wearing a white coat.

"Doctor Zhang, bed 23, your patient is looking for it."

"Okay, here we go."

Doctor Zhang responded, pushed his glasses, took out a stethoscope from the drawer, put on a mask, and passed Xia Bin.

Xia Bin casually glanced at Dr. Zhang's computer interface, turned around, and walked towards the nurse's station.

"Crack!"

The door was closed again, and there was no one in the doctor's office, only the faint roar of the running computer.

After a long time, Dr. Zhang's computer screen switched to an automatic screensaver, and after a while, the screensaver disappeared and the computer went black.

There was complete silence in the doctor's office.

(End of this chapter)