Famous Among Top Surgeons in the 90s

Chapter 68: [68] Got praised by an elder apprentice brother twice
 

Having said that, Xie Wanying was just about to catch her breath in the middle, feeling a bit uneasy and unsure about how well she had handled the situation, and what the doctor would say after watching. Before her rebirth, after all, she was not a clinical doctor.

To her surprise, a voice from the opposite side said, “Okay, we know, you did well, leave the rest to us.”

The tone of this person speaking was as if they considered her a colleague? Xie Wanying was stunned. She watched as, under the dark night sky, Handsome Cao’s smile with two dimples at the corners of his mouth seemed like he was praising her.

The others around were shocked by Handsome Cao’s words as well.

Because Handsome Cao had given praise.

Zhang Xiaohui and the other two girls were turning over in their minds their impression of Handsome Cao: Handsome Cao seemed never to compliment anyone.

Don’t think that just because Cao Yong can converse and joke easily with students on a daily basis he’s an easygoing person. No, no, no, Handsome Cao is notoriously strict on the clinical side, the most severe among the middle-aged and young teachers. It’s said that in Handsome Cao’s scoring, a student getting over eighty points is absolutely equivalent to getting ninety-nine points from other teachers.

In the hands of Handsome Cao, there had never been a student who scored over eighty points. Handsome Cao had never praised a student like this before either.

Directly praising a student like this for doing well is definitely a sign of a teacher’s recognition that the student is fit to be a doctor in clinical teachers’ comments.

Who was she? To have gained Handsome Cao’s acknowledgment? Zhang Xiaohui and the two girls’ gazes scoured Xie Wanying’s face intensely.

“Bring over a few bottles of water,” Cao Yong instructed the shop assistant who had hurried over upon hearing the commotion.

The assistant ran back into the shop to fetch bottled water.

Meanwhile, reminded by Xie Wanying’s words, Ren Chongda watched his class monitor making a call to the emergency department.

Yue Wentong’s hands were shaking as he held the phone, feeling too ashamed to raise his head.

Later, Ren Chongda didn’t plan to scold his chosen class monitor. Upon reflection, Xie Wanying’s performance belonged to an absolutely exceptional category among the freshmen, whereas Yue Wentong’s represented the normal performance of new students.

Those who didn’t understand trauma first aid would naturally not attempt to treat an injured person. Yue Wentong did the right thing—Ren Chongda just hadn’t expected someone like Xie Wanying to be capable of performing surgical hemostasis.

Nobody would have thought a freshman girl could do it.

Having a family with impressive doctor parents was useless; this kind of thing required clinical practice to achieve. No wonder the stringent Handsome Cao directly praised her.

Ren Chongda scratched his head.

All of a sudden, the dark iron gate made a creaking noise, and a short man slipped in.

Hearing the sound, Yue Wentong, who was making the call, looked back and saw it was Doctor Zhang they had encountered before at the convenience store.

“Wow, why is she covered in blood?” Upon walking a few steps and seeing Xie Wanying, Doctor Zhang yelled in shock, much like Zhang Xiaohui and the others’ initial reaction as if seeing a ghost.

“What’s your name?” Ren Chongda was displeased, feeling as if this person was accusing his student of doing something wrong, when clearly his student had done a great deed.

Doctor Zhang steadied himself and looked around, seeming to comprehend the situation, and asked Ren Chongda, “Is she your student?”

“Yes, what about it?” Ren Chongda thought the other party might be about to praise his student.

“Just in time, I had encountered them at the convenience store before,” Doctor Zhang continued, pointing at Yue Wentong standing there, “I told the two of them. I said that as first-year medical students they shouldn’t get ahead of themselves, buying surgical forceps and such for practice, thinking they could perform surgery. Now look, she got injured herself first—