The book wearer pretended to be O and ran away

As soon as the female doctor's words came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Bi Yin breathed the most relief, sitting on the sofa with no strength at all.

Zhou Qingyin turned around and patted him on the shoulder, with a smile in her eyes, she whispered, "Congratulations."

"Congratulations." Bi Yin let out a long breath, "Thank you teacher."

"You are Welcome."

Zhou Qingyin looked at Wenyao's hospital bed. Weng Dun and his treatment team were discussing Wenyao's treatment plan, and the whole team was very excited.

He walked over and said, "Old Weng, I'll take Bi Yin back first."

Weng Dun recovered from this, and his eyes fell on Bi Yin, "Okay, thank you for your hard work. Thanks to you this time, especially the little classmate. I will write him a letter of praise when the sky comes down in two days."

"The responsibility lies." Zhou Qingyin also laughed, "Call us anytime you have something to do."

Ms. Ye was standing next to Wen Yao, and when she saw that they were about to leave, she nodded at them.

Bi Yin was a little excited and a little embarrassed, and followed Zhou Qingyin out.

Back in the department, Hu Shiming was in the office. Seeing them coming back, he walked over with some concern, "How is it? Have you been diagnosed?"

"Confirmed, it is indeed Mohs syndrome."

Hu Shiming was surprised, and patted Bi Yin on the shoulder, "Yes, I have yours, so you can guess."

Bi Yin's height is not as tall as him, and his muscle mass is even worse. Today, he was frightened and weak. After being slapped by him like this, he almost sat on the ground without his ass.

Zhou Qingyin was at the side, quickly supported his hand, and said to Hu Shiming, "Old Hu, you have a lot of people."

"All right, all right, our heroes come here and sit down." Hu Shiming looked at Bi Yin's face and smiled, "Didn't eat at noon? Let's have a small cake, and instant noodles with crispy crisps... Which one do you want?"

"A small cake is fine, thank you, Dr. Hu."

"Small things." Hu Shiming sat next to him, his eyes full of curiosity, "Speaking of which, how did you guess it was Mohs syndrome?"

Bi Yin thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't know, it just doesn't feel right, and I guess it's probably Mob's Syndrome."

"Sixth sense?" Hu Shiming sighed, "This talent is fine."

The fact that Bi Yin guessed the illness of a certain important person quickly spread in the hospital. When he was off work, many people knew about it, looked at him with amazement, and many people asked him about it.

He always smiled and said nothing.

Others thought he wanted to keep this matter secret, so they didn't ask any more questions, but discussed a few words in private, "I feel that Xiao Bi has changed a lot?"

"I also feel that they seem to look different. Look at it earlier. The face is still the same. There was always a bit of seductiveness in the past."

"Pfft—what's the description?"

"I can't tell. It's like there are little hooks in his eyes. He sees several young male doctors. I think he's flirting with people."

"It's an illusion, look at him, he is white and tender, tender and well-behaved, doesn't he look like he has hooks in his eyes?"

"So he has changed. If we didn't see him every day, I would have thought it was his twin brother who came here these days."

An older doctor next to them heard them laughing and laughing, and said with emotion, "It's all like this. These children grow up fast one by one. They were students a few days ago, but now they are social people. It will be a little different."

"That's it."

Bi Yin didn't know the words behind it.

He is raising rabbits at home.

His rabbit has been raised very well. Its skin is smooth and smooth in just a few days, its eyes are big and bright, and its hair is long and soft. It looks like an excellent plush toy, and its quality is much better than before.

It seems that the spiritual spring water is indeed useful.

Bi Yin found a kettle and poured Lingquan water into it, and boiled it to make tea.

The tea he makes is ordinary black tea. After brewing it with spiritual spring water, the aroma of the tea is fully stimulated. The aroma of the tea in his mouth seems to rise from his stomach, and his whole body is filled with an indescribable smokiness. Of course.

Bi Yin drank tea by the window, didn't dare to drink too much, so he drank a small cup, and if he had nothing to do tomorrow, he would increase the amount of Lingquan water.

Tea is refreshing. He is not sensitive to tea. After drinking a cup of tea, he sleeps more soundly and goes to work the next morning refreshed.

He came early, but someone in the office came earlier than him.

Seeing him, a resident in the office smiled, "Xiao Bi is in high spirits on happy occasions, look at his radiant face."

Bi Yin was puzzled, "What happy event?"

"You don't know yet?"

"Know what?" Bi Yin put down his things, a little dazed, "No one told me."

"It's spread in the group." Everyone in the office laughed at him, "Aside from your great display of power yesterday, what other happy event is there? You just wait, today's meeting will definitely praise you."

Today is already Saturday, and their hospital is closed on a single day. On Saturday morning, they usually hold a short meeting to talk about this week's affairs, and then arrange tasks for next week.

Little interns like Bi Yin often sit at the back of the meeting, and they can hardly even see the faces of the leaders, let alone be praised.

Bi Yin said: "It shouldn't be that fast. What happened just yesterday, how could it be possible to talk about it at the meeting today?"

"If it's something else, the higher-ups will definitely not respond so quickly. Isn't this a special situation for you? I heard that your family members even praised you with the hospital leaders, and the higher-ups will definitely follow up in time."

Bi Yin still smiled when he heard the words, some didn't quite believe it.

"If you don't believe me, let's make a bet—"

"What are you talking about?" They were chatting when Zhou Qingyin came in, glanced at the office, and said to Bi Yin, "Bi Yin, come out."

Zhou Qingyin was a little irritable, his eyes swept away, and the doctors, big and small, in the office fell silent for an instant.

Bi Yin hurriedly followed, and the two walked to the small rooftop at the end of the corridor.

Zhou Qingyin's voice was low: "The higher-ups have made a decision. From today onwards, you will be merged into Major General Wen's treatment group, and you will follow them for diagnosis and treatment first. When you are free, you will come to the pheromone department to study with the group."

"!!!" Bi Yin's eyes widened, "Me?! I'm just an intern, can I?"

"Yes. Ms. Ye personally mentioned it. Mr. Weng also appreciates your intuition and courage." Zhou Qingyin said: "Mrs. Weng's team is all elites, and you can learn a lot from them, which is very beneficial to your future. help."

"Oh, good." Bi Yin nodded, his eyes full of reluctance, "Then am I still a person in the pheromone department? Usually I have to move the office?"

"Well. You go over there to do more, watch more and talk less. If you have any questions, you can ask me or Lao Hu. Okay, go back, pack your things, and you will move to the treatment team after the meeting."

When they returned to the office, all the doctors in the office cast curious eyes.

Bi Yin was full of melancholy, Zhou Qingyin's temper was not good, but he was very responsible, usually scolded and taught, if he went to other teachers, he might not be able to meet such a responsible teacher who didn't hide his secrets.

When the meeting time came, everyone rushed to the big meeting room from all directions.

Several leaders were waiting in the conference room, and more than half of the hundreds of people from the hospital came.

Sitting next to Bi Yin was a young intern from their department. The young intern also heard about his deeds, sat next to him and gave him a thumbs up, "Brother, awesome."

Bi Yin smiled, "It's a fluke."

He opened the paper notebook to take notes, and these interns all asked to use paper notebooks to handwrite meeting minutes.

The meeting started soon, and the leaders first talked about the results of this week, and then the arrangements for the next week.

These are matters in the general direction, and have little to do with small interns like Bi Yin and the others.

Bi Yin was drowsy listening to it below, and he didn't write many words in his notebook.

The process of the meeting went one by one, and after finishing the arrangement, he arranged to talk about the deeds in the courtyard.

"...Next, there is a commendation. I would like to commend Bi Yin, a medical student in the pheromone department. Bi Yin made a bold assumption, carefully verified it, and saved the patient a lot of time in the hands of death..."

When Bi Yin heard his name, he shuddered suddenly, and suddenly became sober. He looked up, and happened to find that most of the people in the conference room turned their heads to look at him in unison.

It was the first time that Bi Yin was stared at by so many eyes, and his white hair sweated instantly.

He looked at each other one by one, feeling very awkward, so he lowered his head and pretended to concentrate on taking notes. The performance was called a smooth flow.

Hu Shiming at the front table saw that his ears were red, chuckled, shook his head and turned back.

Zhou Qingyin also had a smile in his eyes.

After seeing it once, everyone turned their heads, a little surprised that he looked so young and handsome.

Really a hero out of a boy.

The author has something to say: I will try my best to fix the update time at around [-] noon in the future, bow down.

感谢在2020-02-2623:57:25~2020-02-2812:09:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Wangzai and Tiantian have gone home one;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Dongfang Yueyi; 62 bottles of Xingxiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!