A group of people whizz past Yaffe and Sabrina.
The parturient woman’s scream can still be heard clearly from a long distance away.
Sabrina’s face has become pale.
Noticing this, Yaffe doesn’t want her to see more, “Go and have a rest at my office.”
Sabrina shakes her head, “Go back to work. I want to stay.”
After telling her which floor her office at and the room number, Yaffe goes back to her office to work.
It is not busy for surgery department during the New Year, except that they still have to regularly check on the patients who have had surgeries and are recuperating, and there isn’t much work for them.
Of course, it is inevitable that they still need to do surgeries on the patients injured by accident of the emergency department, which is relatively infrequent.
After all, the Spring Festival is a very important holiday for Chinese people. During the holidays, they will be more careful than usual, and accidents happen much less than usual.
Therefore, after a medical round, Yaffe returns to the office and starts to analyze cases.
And she sends New Year greetings to Dean, Director Huang and Professor Zahi on WeChat. She also sends red packets in their chatting group, which are received immediately.
Director Huang: Bribing your superiors blatantly, don’t you want to get promoted?
Yaffe: Exactly because I gave away money shamelessly.
Director Huang: Humph!
Yaffe: Stop humming. You took my money anyway. Give me a smile.
Director Huang: No way!
Yaffe sends a sticker of rolling eyes.
Professor Zahi: Thank you Dr. Qin for the red packet.
Yaffe: Please look after such insignificant me in the future.
Professor Zahi: Come to my lab first.
Yaffee mentions Director Huang in the group unblushingly.
Yaffe: Mantor, there’s someone who is stealing your people publicly. Stand out and say something.
Director Huang: Go as you like. Students who will leave if not beaten for three days are useless anyway. Take it if you want.
At this time, Dean receives the red packet.
Yaffe: Dean, judge for me. My supervisor criticizes me every day, spoiling my mood to work and not actively respond to the hospital’s call to be a good doctor with medical ethics and compassion.
Dean: …
Director Huang sends a bloody sticker.
Director Huang: What have I done so bad to get a student like this!
Professor Zahi: Dr. Qin, please join me!
Dean: Or you can be my special assistant.
Director Huang: … Now I see how well you literates can pretend.
Yaffe sends a triumphant sticker.
Yaffe: I won’t waste your time to enjoy your holidays. Belated Chinese New Year greetings to you! I wish you will work well, get rich, stay healthy, and eat well. I’ll leave now.
Dean: Yaffe, wait. Go to the VIP ward and check on Mr. Mo when you are free.
Yaffe: Hasn’t he gone home for the holidays?
Dean: I let the doctor on duty ask him, and he insisted on staying in the hospital. It’s Dr. Liu on duty today, whose prestige is not as good as the one on duty a few days ago. I’m afraid he couldn’t handle it.
Yaffe: Alright. I’ll go to the inpatient department to take a look later.
Dean: Thank you.
Yaffe: For the people!
Director Huang: It’s too flattering.
Yaffe: So you are saying that my mantor doesn’t teach me well enough.
Director Huang: Dean, see it? Dr. Qin has no medical ethics. She can’t get promoted.
Yaffe sends a few annoying stickers and put her phone away quickly.
This chatting group of four was created by Director Huang, so to put it bluntly, Dean occasionally shows up for the sake of Director Huang.
The one who benefits most from this group is her. She’s the one who has the least seniority and the worst skills among them.
Dean, Director Huang and Professor Lin all give special favor for her.
Just thinking about it makes Yaffe feel bright and pleased.
Certainly, people who have a thick skin have more advantages, especially when she’s the shameless kind.
Since Sabrina hasn’t come for a long time, Yaffe goes to visit Lorin Mo.
**
The floor of the VIP ward where Lorin at is very quiet, and there are no signs of holidays like New Year paintings or couplets hanging on the other floors here.
For the sake of the people who spend their Spring Festival in the hospital, it is often allowed to put up some New Year decorations whose colors would not fade to let them feel the holiday vibes.
The decoration of the VIP ward is more abundant, as long as it does not damage the basic facilities and instruments of the ward, any decorations can be made.
Now that this floor is so clean and quiet as usual, it is probably Lorin’s decision.
Seeing Yaffe coming, the nurse greets her quickly, “Dr. Qin, why are you here?”
“Dean asked me to check on Mr. Mo.”
“Oh. Then be careful when you go in. Mr. Mo’s mood has fluctuated a lot these days, he smashes things now and then, and Lin was injured because of that.”
“This serious?”
“Yeah. Since Mr. Mo stayed here, our medical staff who are taking care of him all have resignation letters in the pocket, ready to lose our jobs at any time.”
“Silly girl, Dean won’t let you resign like this. You have done nothing wrong.”
The nurse nods weakly, “Dr. Qin, go over. Mr. Mo hasn’t even eaten breakfast. Go and see if you can persuade him to eat something, and change fresh dressing for him later. I’m really afraid that I’ll get beaten.”
“I’ll take a look first. If his mood is getting better, I’ll give you a hint.”
“Okay, thank you Dr. Qin.”
Yaffe smiles, and walks past the nurse to the door of his ward. She listens for signs of activity inside, and finds that there are no other sounds except the ticking of the instruments.
She knocked on the door, “Mr. Mo, hello, this is Yaffe Qin. Can I go in?”
“Go away!” A male voice with a weak breath comes from the room.
Yaffe sighs and pushes the door open. Before she stands up straight, she sees a mass of white objects flying towards her.
She tilts her head neatly and avoids it.
With a bang, it hits the place where she was just standing, and falls to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.
She finds that it is a four-cornered porcelain cup.
If hit by that porcelain cup, the consequences would be disastrous.
No wonder the medical staff in charge of the VIP ward are so jittery.
Yaffe looks at Lorin on the bed.
Lorin’s sharp, gloomy eyes are also staring at her.
Those eyes are like a sharp blade, which make people horrified by just looking at them.
Yaffe resists the urge to run away, and says, “Mr. Mo, do you feel happy like this?”
“You want to teach me a lesson? You are not qualified yet.”
“I don’t want to give you a lesson. I just want to tell you one thing you should know.”
“What?”
“Your physical condition doesn’t allow you to make large movements, so as not to touch the wound and cause secondary infection. This is what a doctor should let you know. If you do not want to listen, and it causes irreparable harm, then I hope you will not make trouble again, saying that the doctors in our hospital are not good enough.”
“Are you good enough?”