The boys in the class noticed she had something difficult to say, so they stopped asking.
Yue Wentong bent down and adjusted the blanket for the little friend. Their class monitor, who seemed cold on the outside, was actually gentle and considerate.
Feeling the little friendās forehead, Pan Shihua remarked, "Itās good that thereās no fever."
"Letās spend more time with him these days and see if we can cure his hospital phobia," Li Qiāan suggested.
The other boys looked at his face and thought: Wow, this guy actually came up with a good idea.
For medical students, having a ready-made special case to study and practice on is an opportunity not to be missed.
Itās not that phobia patients are completely unheard of on the clinical front, but a child like Xie Youtian is quite rare, a textbook case that could be used as an example at medical discussion meetings.
Everyoneās medical enthusiasm immediately burned like a raging fire.
"Letās make a plan," Zhang Desheng shouted.
Compared to the medical student brothers who seemed to be on a high, Xie Youtian, in his dreams, probably dreamed of delicious food, perhaps eating the chicken wings Brother Cao left for him. His little teeth were grinding like a little mouseās, squeaking.
A group of medical students observed his teeth grinding state and murmured among themselves: "Could there be other issues? Does he have any parasitic infections in his intestines?"
Ren Chongda coughed twice, reminding his apprentices in the class: The patientās family is here, are you talking about treating the patient as a test subject right in front of them?
Xie Wanying smiled, not minding, knowing her classmates were well-intentioned. Handling a phobia patient is not an easy task; it takes time and effort. If it werenāt her brother, her classmates wouldnāt bother.
The door opened again, and someone slipped in silently like a cat.
Li Qiāan, who was near the door, turned his head and was almost startled: "Why didnāt you say something?"
Song Xueling blinked to indicate: Why do I have to say anything?
The boys felt uneasy about this Beidu Great Talented Scholar. Lin Hao still remembered the last incident and hadnāt had the chance to settle the account, making a couple of grunts.
"Doctor Song, have you had breakfast?" Xie Wanying greeted him in passing.
"No," Song Xueling replied. Last night, the little friend was sick, so he had to give up his bed to the little one and was now here searching for food this morning.
All the classmates except Xie gave him an eye roll: This guy has some nerve. Once again, it proves Senior Cao is too kind to spoil someone like this.
Every teacher has a different mentoring style. However, Xie Wanying knew that for a genius like Doctor Song, most teachers would pamper him as much as they could, just like Senior Cao.
Previously in Hepatobiliary Surgery, Senior Tao treated Doctor Song the same way.
When you want someone to work with their brain, you should naturally offer them all the indulgence in other aspects.
Look, Teacher Ren is the same way. Ren Chongda invited Talented Song, saying, "Have a seat. Theyāve gone to buy breakfast and will be back soon."
Song Xueling nodded, casually retrieved a bottle of milk from the cabinet in Cao Yongās office to sip on, and then didnāt forget to hand one to Dr. Xie, saying, "Donāt be polite, itās not from my money." Knowing she was sensitive about being treated by others.
Finding Doctor Song a bit too humorous, Xie Wanying had no choice but to accept it with both hands: Indeedā
Lin Hao and the others were so frustrated they twisted their mouths.
Suddenly, everyone noticed the little one had woken up.
Opening his eyelids, Xie Youtianās eyes darted around, identifying who these people were that appeared above him. Then he saw someone in a white coat, and he shrieked, curling his entire body up like a shrimp.