Before Xia Sanghuan could react, the young man half helplessly and half angrily said to the person who had played the "prank".
"Wen Meng, stop this."
"Sorry, sorry."
The woman called "Wen Meng" walked out from behind the girl.
She stuck out her tongue at her and winked at the man, wearing an expression that seemed to say "please forgive me".
For some reason, seeing her, the girl always thought of Shu Man.
So she was like a deflated balloon. The anger that hadn't even flared up slowly leaked out.
"It's okay."
She forced a smile and then bent down to pick up the medical records that had scattered on the ground.
"Let me do it!"
The "culprit" squatted down very actively and started to help her pick them up.
The man sighed and also squatted down.
Wen Meng was extremely dexterous. In a short while, she had helped the girl pick up all the records and even sorted them according to the numbers on them.
"You're Xia Sanghuan, right?"
After picking up the medical records, Wen Meng pulled a chair over from the side and sat down next to the girl.
Facing the girl's slightly surprised look, she smiled proudly—though Xia Sanghuan had no idea what on earth she was so proud of.
"I was among the first in the association to hear about you."
"Wen Meng is the attending doctor of that previous patient," the man explained considerately to the bewildered girl.
"After he recovered, I was the first one he told."
"Thank you so much, Miss Xia Sanghuan. Otherwise, I really didn't know if he could have made it through this winter," she said while sighing.
However, from her expression, the girl couldn't see any sign of distress.
"Wen Meng is just like this," the man said awkwardly, trying to smooth things over for his unreliable colleague.
"She could dance on the cracked ground even if the sky were to fall."
"It's not that bad!" Wen Meng glared at him discontentedly.
"At least I would go and help treat the wounded!"
While the two of them were bickering, the girl had already read eight medical records.
Although the stack of medical records looked thick, each one was actually very thin, simply because there were too many patients.
Moreover, she didn't just read the records. She also wrote down a few of her own analyses in the blank spaces with a pen.
Seeing her serious look, Wen Meng put away her nonchalant attitude, leaned over to read the medical records with her, and would explain some unclear parts for her.
With her help, the girl's efficiency was greatly improved.
"I'm done."
After an hour and a half of non - stop work, Xia Sanghuan had flipped through all the medical records one by one.
Watching her do it effortlessly, the man secretly sighed that there really were people whom God had blessed with extraordinary talent.
If it were him, he probably couldn't even skim through them as quickly.
Not to mention that the girl had also made annotations for each record.
"What are you standing there for?"
After this short one - and - a - half hours, Wen Meng had obviously become Xia Sanghuan's most loyal "follower".
"Hurry up and give these medical records to the corresponding doctors."
"Why don't you go?"
"I still have to accompany Miss Xia to visit the patients..."
"I'll do this for you." Wen Meng stuffed the stack of medical records into his hands.
"You're in charge of this part."
As she hooked her arm around the girl's, she waved at him.
"Do it well. Don't let the professors come after you because you give the records to the wrong people."
Watching the backs of the two gradually walking away, the man couldn't help but sigh.
But he was used to being "bullied" by Wen Meng, so he had no choice but to take on this part of the work dutifully.
"Miss Xia, make some mental preparations before going in," Wen Meng suddenly stopped in her tracks and blocked in front of the girl when they reached the door of the third ward.
"Why?"
The woman didn't answer but pointed at the doorplate.
It clearly read "Dermatology Department".
"It's okay," the girl reached out and patted her on the shoulder.
"I have a patient with tree man syndrome."
Hearing this, Wen Meng was silent for a moment and then stepped aside from the door behind her.
"After you."
The girl was amused by her action. She pursed her lips and smiled, then pushed open the door.
...
"It's quite serious," Xia Sanghuan frowned and felt the patient's wound on the back through her gloves.
"Go and get these medicines first," she said as she wrote down the names of the medicines on a piece of paper and then handed it to the doctor's assistant beside her.
"Sister Wen, will it work?"
The assistant took a look at this prescription he had never seen before and quietly pulled Wen Meng to the door, asking uneasily.
The patient's attending doctor was at a meeting, and he couldn't make a decision on his own, so he could only listen to the opinion of the person with the highest authority present.
He had thought that Wen Meng would ask him to get the few medicines the patient had taken before, but unexpectedly, the woman rolled her eyes at him.
"Didn't my big sister say so? Don't you even trust what my big sister says?"
Although he had heard of Wen Meng's personality before, he was still too shocked to say a word when he saw it with his own eyes today.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get them."
"Don't you see the patient is in pain?"
"Where was your attending doctor's teaching?"
"Yes, yes!"
Facing the woman's rapid - fire questions, the doctor's assistant had no choice but to rush to the pharmacy and get the medicines Xia Sanghuan had asked for.
"Grind these two kinds of tablets and dissolve them in water. Then let the patient take them together with the pills later."
As soon as the assistant came back with the medicines, he and Wen Meng were both put to work by the girl.
Watching the determined side profile of this little girl, the assistant couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Sister Wen, how old is that little girl?"
While grinding the tablets, he finally couldn't help but ask.
"What do you think her age is?"
"Twenty - three?"
"Can't be. Her face looks so tender."
"Is it because she takes good care of herself?"
Hearing the assistant's words, Wen Meng laughed.
"Let me tell you secretly. My big sister is only nineteen this year."
Facing the assistant's shocked look, she raised her eyebrows.
"See the gap? When you were still in school, she can already see patients. Not only can she see patients, but she has also cured a disease that even I was helpless about."
Hearing Wen Meng's words, the assistant's mind struggled to turn.
"Is she the Xia Sanghuan that the president has been talking about for a long time?"
Wen Meng gave him a look that seemed to say "otherwise".
The assistant looked back at the girl who was carefully cleaning the patient's wound, then silently turned back and started to help her grind the tablets whole - heartedly.
Although Wen Meng seemed unreliable, she was actually very reliable in terms of treatment. Watching the woman skillfully apply the ointment to the patient's wound, the girl thought so.