Surgeon Master Andrology

As soon as Cen Yan came out of the operating room, he was told by a little nurse that the director had invited him, so he took off his mask and nodded, "Okay."

"A patient with a broken arm came from the surgery department, go and have a look," the dean sighed, "He's another rich second generation, and his family called and said he wanted the best doctor in the hospital to consult him, so you go over there. "

"Yeah," Cen Yan sat down on the sofa, rubbed the space between his brows, "I'll be there in a while."

"Xiao Yan, if you are tired, go back to your father's company. It's hard and tiring here, you..." The dean was once supported by Grandpa Cen Yan, and he has a good relationship with his father. His temper became more and more stubborn, and no one wanted to take that step first when he was so stiff. He saw that Cen Yan was getting tired day by day, and he still didn't accept his help, and his heart ached.

"Dean," Cen Yan stopped what he was going to say next, "I was admitted to the hospital by my own ability, and there is nothing special about the status of the attending physician every step of the way. If you don't want to keep me, I will You can leave now, and don’t talk about going back like this in the future.” He stood up and walked out the door, “I’m going to see the patient.”

Lu Ping asked the nurse to disinfect the wound on his face, while Gong Zhaonan was teasing the little nurse, "Beauty, do you have many wards in your hospital?"

"The wards are almost full. Don't worry, you don't need to be hospitalized. You can go home and recuperate after you finish the reset and put on a plaster cast."

"No..." Before Gong Zhaonan could say anything, Cen Yan came over.

This was the first time the two met in a real sense. Cen Yan recognized Gong Zhaonan at a glance. He was still alive and kicking and cursing on the bed last night, but today he broke an arm.Cen Yan didn't have much expression on his face, and in fact there was no fluctuation in his heart. It was 419, and he was sure that Gong Zhaonan wouldn't recognize him.

Gong Zhaonan gave up molesting the little nurse, and instead set his target on Cen Yan, "Doctor, you are so handsome!"

The little nurse next to him almost burst out laughing, but because of Cen Yan's low pressure, he held back forcefully and took the scissors to cut off the clothes on Gong Zhaonan's injured arm. Cen Yan looked at it Eyeing Gong Zhaonan, he gently pinched the swollen arm with his fingertips, and Gong Zhaonan yelled in pain, "Fuck, it hurts, it hurts, if you don't like people saying you are handsome, just say it, so Harm the sick?"

"Closed reduction doesn't work. Arrange surgical reduction for him. The operation will be in 10 minutes." Cen Yan didn't bother to talk to him, and continued to tell the nurse beside him, "Call me in the office in 25 minutes." Then, without waiting for the nurse to nod, he turned around and left gone.

Gong Zhaonan hated this cold-faced doctor to the extreme, and complained to Lu Ping who had just come over, "Do all the doctors now? No wonder so many people can't cure their illness..." He looked down at his injured arm, "I It’s okay if it’s an external injury, but if someone with an internal injury is frightened by someone like him, his condition will worsen!”

The nurse on the side couldn't help laughing, "Are you really not afraid of him?" He glanced at the door to confirm that Cen Yan was not there before continuing, "Doctor Cen is well-known in the hospital as a cold-faced handsome guy, he is here Neither the nurses nor the patients dare to speak up, but even so, more and more people are willing to see him. He is a good doctor and handsome, but he is a bit cold.” The little nurse looked at Gong Zhaonan, “ Besides, didn’t you mean to find the best surgeon in the hospital by name? The best surgeon in the hospital is Dr. Cen..."

Just as Gong Zhaonan was about to refute, he thought of his parents' so-called way of loving children, the best... oh, it's really the best way for you to love me.

After the operation, Gong Zhaonan was sitting in the previous room with a plastered arm over his arm, while Cen Yan was explaining to the nurse what needs attention.

Gong Zhaonan was already planning to go all out, he didn't want to go back to school, let alone go home, he was so heartbroken that he almost hugged Cen Yan's thigh.As soon as he got angry, he started cheating.

"Doctor, I have a headache!"

Cen Yan didn't raise his head, he waved his hand at the little nurse, "Go and find a brain doctor for him."

"Doctor, my stomach hurts!"

"Go find him a physician."

"Doctor, my wrist hurts!"

"Be patient."

"Doctor, my leg hurts!"

"Be patient."

"Big brother, handsome guy, dear brother, Ouba! I just don't want to be discharged from the hospital, so you can let me stay here. There is only one younger brother who has lost an arm, and eating is a problem! You can just report something wrong, and die. No, it’s the kind of problem that can’t be discharged from the hospital.”

Under Gong Zhaonan's extremely shameless stalking, Cen Yan was finally willing to give him a look, "How about the neuropathy?"

Gong Zhaonan had no choice but to deal with this cold-faced doctor who refused to eat anything. He stretched his legs on the sofa and leaned on the posture of dragging me away if you have the ability, "Anyway, if I don't leave, I'm going to be hospitalized!"

There was still no unnecessary expression on Cen Yan's face, and the little nurse beside him said softly, "Well... Doctor Cen, just now the dean asked you to arrange a VIP ward for this patient, and... And let you take special care of it."