Chapter 682: Misunderstood greatly Chapter 682: Misunderstood greatly “I’ll talk to the teacher this afternoon and give my opinion,” Xie Wanying readily agreed to him.
Zhao Zhaowei took her hand, moved by her courage, “Yingying, thank you, only you are willing to do this thankless task. Also, you were right this morning. I shouldn’t have acted like that towards my mom. There’s a ten-year-old kid next door bringing food to his sick mother. Compared to him, I’m like a jerk.”
It was good that the classmate had seen the light, Xie Wanying comforted him with a smile, asking, “A ten-year-old kid?”
“Didn’t you see him during the ward rounds this morning?”
This morning’s ward round was done in a quick glance, and Xie Wanying had considered using lunchtime to go through all the patients’ medical records in her group, to grasp the conditions of all the patients as soon as possible.
“His mother has cirrhosis, with ascites,” Zhao Zhaowei said.
The classmate paying attention to the patients and their families meant he was coming to recognize that he was a medical student. Xie Wanying was delighted and encouraged him, “You’ll become an excellent doctor in the future. Maybe one day, I’ll need to come to you for treatment.”
Zhao Zhaowei was so excited that he wanted to do a couple of somersaults on the bed: it turned out she saw potential in him to become a great doctor.
With the classmate’s spirits finally lifted, Xie Wanying was inspired herself and briskly walked back to the office to prepare to review the medical records.
Upon reaching the doctors’ office, however, she found that all the case files from her group had been taken. Asking the nurse, she learned that Senior Tao had taken them.
Senior Tao, like Senior Cao and Teacher Tan, had his own private office. Xie Wanying just needed to find his office.
Knock, knock, she raised her hand and knocked on the office door.
“Come in.” Tao Zhijie replied from inside, as if he had anticipated who it was that stood at the door.
Xie Wanying pushed the door open and looked straight ahead. Seeing no one at the office desk, she turned towards the noise and saw Senior Tao sitting at the coffee table.
Tao Zhijie asked her as he dug out tea leaves from the tin with the lid off, “Does your friend sell tea?”
Senior Tao’s unexpected question about her childhood friend caused Xie Wanying to hesitate for a moment before nodding, “Yes. Does Senior need some tea leaves? I can have her send some over for you to try.”
“Have her send some,” Tao Zhijie didn’t refuse, “I’ve heard that the entire thoracic surgery department buys her tea. They say it’s really worth it, good quality and reasonably priced.”
How her childhood friend was planning to do business with the Guoxie doctors, Xie Wanying wasn’t clear, nor had she thought about understanding it. What she hadn’t anticipated was that so many of her seniors enjoyed drinking tea.
Doctors have busy work schedules, they eat in haste and need to eat enough, naturally they like to drink some tea to aid digestion, and tea also has the function of refreshing the mind and invigorating the spirit.
“Didn’t you introduce her to give Teacher Tan some tea?” Tao Zhijie teased with a smile, knowingly continuing on this topic.
“Teacher Tan knows she sells tea.” That day her childhood friend had marketed her tea at a dinner they all attended. Teacher Tan and Teacher Sun were there. If they hadn’t contacted her childhood friend afterward, it was likely because they weren’t interested in her tea.
Hearing her answer, the smile in Tao Zhijie’s eyes deepened, his smile so broad that the corners of his eyes curved, showing how amused he was.
Senior Tao’s laughter had a trace of mischief, causing Xie Wanying to blink rapidly: What was going on?
“Don’t you know? I heard she only gave her contact information to Doctor Fu Xinheng.”
Ah?! Xie Wanying was quite startled. She thought, how could her childhood friend only intend to do business with Teacher Fu? Any merchant would surely want as many customers as possible.
“I’ll ask her about it later,” Xie Wanying could only look to her childhood friend for answers.
“There’s no need to ask,” Tao Zhijie told her.
Indeed, if her childhood friend was interested in Teacher Fu, asking would only make things awkward.
(Wu Lixuan: My goodness, how did this misunderstanding come about?)