Chapter 459 - 459 459 The doctor sister put a stethoscope on the

Chapter 459: [459] The doctor sister put a stethoscope on the child Chapter 459: [459] The doctor sister put a stethoscope on the child Yazhi swallowed nervously in her throat and gave Dr. Sister a tiny nod.

The hallway outside the operating room was filled with a hint of chocolate aroma.

Someone was peeling the wrapper off a chocolate candy to pacify a child.

“I don’t want it, I want to go out, to see my mommy and daddy!” The most disruptive five-year-old boy was wailing and flailing his arms and legs in the arms of a male doctor holding him.

Intimidated by the child’s punches and kicks, a nurse who was trying to help stepped back a couple of paces.

“Let’s go see what’s wrong with the brother,” said Xie Wanying, leading Yazhi by the hand to check out the situation. As doctors, they all have the heart of a healer and couldn’t bear to hear a child cry, each wanting to help at this moment.

The crowd around the boy turned and saw Xiao Yazhi, and said to the little boy, “Don’t cry, don’t cry. Look at this little girl, she’s younger than you and isn’t crying.”

In fact, Yazhi was the older sister, but looked younger than the boy due to temporary malnutrition. Walking up to the front, Yazhi’s little eyes fixated on the chocolate in the doctor uncle’s hand, drooling.

The others realized that this child’s gaze was one of longing to eat. The problem was that children about to undergo surgery couldn’t eat anything. Peeling a chocolate candy was just for comforting, not actually for eating; at most, they would let the child sniff it or lick it a little.

“Doctor Wong, I think you should put the candy away,” the nurse suggested to Doctor Wong, who was coaxing the little boy.

Doctor Wong was an anesthesiologist who had been trying to calm the little boy all morning without much success, finally resorting to chocolate candy as a distraction. He turned to see Yazhi and wondered why this child wasn’t crying or fussing.

“She seems not to be afraid,” noted the nurses, also seeing something special about this child.

Of course, Yazhi wasn’t scared, her little hand grasping the gentle Dr. Xie’s. These days had fully proven that with Dr. Sister around, even getting shots didn’t hurt much.

Seeing Doctor Wong struggling to calm the little boy, and wiping the sweat from his forehead, he was almost ready to kneel before the child: Little ancestor, please stop crying and fussing, won’t you?

Seeing this, Xie Wanying took out a stethoscope from her pocket, hung it around the boy’s neck, placed the earpieces in the boy’s little ears, and positioned the chest piece accurately over the boy’s heart. Her quick actions caught the boy off guard; by the time he thought to kick her, his ears were filled with the sounds of thump, thump, thump. His eyelids blinked in surprise, and the tears froze in his wide-open eyes.

What was that? The little boy listened and quickly became fascinated by his own heartbeat.

“Look, he’s not crying anymore!” exclaimed Doctor Wong and the OR nurses with relief. They all wondered why the child had stopped crying.

“Doctor Wong, didn’t you use the same trick earlier?” questioned one of the OR nurses.

Using a stethoscope to distract a child was a trick many doctors knew, often quite effective unless the child was particularly stubborn. Xie Wanying had gained this experience from taking blood from children in the pathology department before her rebirth. This morning, as an experienced anesthesiologist, Doctor Wong knew the trick as well. It was not that Doctor Wong was unaware of it; after all, he was a prominent doctor from Guoxie with the experience to boot.

“Isn’t that obvious? You think he’s looking at the stethoscope, but he’s staring at the beautiful face of the sister. He’s listening to his heart thumping away while looking at the beautiful sister. Could Doctor Wong’s face compare to that of a beautiful sister?”