Famous Among Top Surgeons in the 90s

Chapter 137: 【137】Processed 3
 

Zhu Hui Cang thought he was right and shut his mouth.

At this point, the three people on the other side who were dryly waiting for him to continue speaking started to see a hint of what was going on.

“I think I know who you’re talking about,” Tao Zhijie felt that he had guessed correctly.

Chang Jiawei and Fu Xin Heng looked at him.

“Don’t ask me,” Tao Zhijie likewise refused to spill the beans.

Later, as he and Fu Xin Heng were leaving President Wu’s home, Chang Jiawei complained, “Why do these people have to be so secretive? Does an intern really need to work undercover?”

Having heard this, Fu Xin Heng thought back to the group’s reactions, which were indeed a bit strange and suspicious.

Chang Jiawei joked, “Could it be a girl even more beautiful than Zhang Xiao Hui? Maybe they want to pursue her first and that’s why they’re keeping us in the dark.”

“That’s not a funny joke at all.” Fu Xin Heng shook his head, flatly denying it.

The group indoors had been called over by President Wu to have New Year’s dumplings at his home, they were the middle-aged and young backbone of the hospital. Whatever girl they wanted, they could have; there was absolutely no need for such behavior.

However, there might be an exception, perhaps this female intern really had some sort of talent. The group just now clearly admired talent, there was no doubt about that.

The night deepened, and the cold wind grew colder as spring had not yet arrived.

The two got into the car, and as they drove past the emergency room entrance, they saw it bustling within.

“Given how alarmingly crowded with patients it is, it’s going to be hard for her not to miss a diagnosis,” said Chang Jiawei. “She’s just a graduate student with insufficient experience.”

“She covered a day shift temporarily, for a few hours. During the day we have three to five doctors in the ER’s internal medicine on duty, and although it’s busier at night with only one to two doctors, today wasn’t so understaffed that we couldn’t call for backup at any time,” Fu Xin Heng wasn’t intending to defend Zhang Xiao Hui, “President Wu has made up his mind, she’s expected to be stopped from working in any clinical training.”

Looking at his old classmate’s cold profile, Chang Jiawei thought: Even though Fu Xin Heng doesn’t get along with that group, he can still stand with them. The nickname ‘Robot’ fits him well.

“Are you on duty tomorrow night?” Chang Jiawei asked.

“I’m covering the third line for the chief,” answered Fu Xin Heng.

His old classmate was impressive, having secured a promotion to associate senior, now covering shifts for the chief.

“Looks like you won’t be able to go out and have fun during the Spring Festival,” Chang Jiawei remarked, realizing after saying this that Fu Xin Heng had no desire for leisure; it appeared that he was solely interested in hospital shifts.

The car drove away.

*

On the evening of the first day of the lunar New Year, the outpatient department continued to be closed. The main doctors had taken holiday leave, and routine surgeries for patients weren’t scheduled, only emergency surgery cases. Therefore, there were very few family members of patients waiting outside the operating room.

Xie Wanying sat with seven-year-old Zhenzhen on the long bench in front of the operating room, waiting for Father Liu to come out. Fearing the child would be scared staying there, she tore a blank page from her notebook and began teaching the young child how to fold paper.

Zhenzhen, at the tender age of seven, didn’t fully grasp what the operating room signified, only knowing that the doctor sister in front of her was beautiful and gentle, giving her a great sense of security.

The doctor sister patiently taught her how to fold paper cranes for good luck for her father, and she learned with unprecedented seriousness.

Immersed in origami, the time passed quickly for the two of them.

Every now and then, Xie Wanying would look up to check on the status of the operating room.

Bypass surgeries typically take three to five hours, excluding any unexpected incidents that could extend the duration of the procedure. Now, it seemed that Father Liu’s surgery was going smoothly because no additional doctors were called into the operating room to assist.

The bypass surgery that started at eight o’clock took over four hours to complete, not finishing until past midnight.