Chapter 140: [140] A Good Predecessor in Clinical Practice
“Yes, she seems to have more than one cell phone!” Doctor Lin grew even more furious, “It’s one thing to be off duty and switch phones, but she just came off shift today. Doesn’t she fear a patient might need to contact her?”
“What do you plan to do?” Doctor Jiang asked him.
Doctor Lin bowed his head, flipping through Father Liu’s emergency medical records.
A mishap had occurred and Zhang Xiaohui’s original records clearly weren’t up to par, necessitating a rewrite. He urgently wanted to contact Zhang Xiaohui, primarily to amend the records. However, she flatly ignored his calls, refusing to extend him that courtesy.
“I’m done with her!” Doctor Lin closed the medical file, swearing he would never deal with that person again.
Speaking of Zhang Xiaohui and her two companions, they almost reached the emergency department door when they got cold feet and turned back to sleep at school instead. After all, they were very confident that the matter was trivial; the patient hadn’t died, after all.
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Why go to the emergency department? Zhang Xiaohui thought. Going there would just result in being scolded by Doctor Lin, it’s better to avoid that altogether. If Doctor Lin could, he would report back to the department. But working in the same department, Doctor Lin wouldn’t make such a move, it would be like tearing off each other’s faces. Ripping faces off within the department would ruin things for everyone involved.
In response to Doctor Lin’s stance, Huang Zhilei and Doctor Jiang exchanged glances. They could well imagine what would follow. With Doctor Lin washing his hands off the matter, and considering his commendable skill level, it meant that she could no longer expect any help or guidance from him.
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Perhaps, to that person, it didn’t matter at all.
Speaking of which, it was the first time the two of them had seen someone infuriate Doctor Lin to such an extent. Don’t be fooled by Doctor Lin’s seemingly cold appearance, he was actually a very kind person.
It was impressive to see someone manage to offend such a respected clinician.
Huang Zhilei turned to his junior sister and said, “I have things to take care of in the emergency department, you should go get some sleep. Go back to school to sleep. The on-call room is too crowded.”
“Senior brother, there’s no one to watch over Zhenzhen, is it okay if I take her to sleep in my dorm?” Xie Wanying sought her senior brother’s opinion.
For the little girl’s situation, Huang Zhilei consulted Doctor Lin. It seemed Doctor Lin had finally managed to locate Father Liu’s workplace and colleagues in the Capital—an endeavor that should have been Zhang Xiaohui’s responsibility, now left to Doctor Lin to remedy.
“Her father works in a construction team as a crane operator,” Doctor Lin said. “I contacted their company, and they said they would send someone over tomorrow. Everyone is on leave because of the New Year.”
Father Liu could only spend time with his daughter once a year, so he wanted to take her to enjoy the Capital properly, never expecting to fall ill suddenly and unable to contact anyone from his hometown.
“In that case, take her back to your dorm to sleep tonight. Her father’s company will send someone to take care of their affairs tomorrow,” Huang Zhilei told his junior sister.
Xie Wanying returned the phone to Doctor Zhang, expressed her thanks, and left with Zhenzhen holding her hand.
Gazing at her retreating figure, Doctor Zhang squinted behind his glasses: He always felt her face looked familiar. Had he seen her before?
(Evidently, that person couldn’t recall the incident from over three years ago.)
After taking Zhenzhen back to the school dormitory, Xie Wanying washed the child’s face and brushed her teeth before putting her to bed.
The dormitory beds were narrow; a grown person and a child couldn’t fit together. Fortunately, there was an empty bed in the dormitory. Xie Wanying let the child sleep in her own bed and made up the empty bed for herself.
The seven-year-old child, having been through such an ordeal, was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed.
In contrast, Xie Wanying was somewhat restless. Looking at the child with no mother, her heart ached. Children without mothers were the most pitiable, reminding her of her own mother.