Chapter 389: Chapter 386 Why Resign
Recalling the events of that night, Zhang Hao couldn’t help but feel a bit worried.
When he asked his colleagues, they didn’t know why Lin Wan hadn’t come to work either.
Everyone assumed she was feeling unwell and had taken the day off.
Zhang Hao hadn’t received any message from Lin Wan about taking leave, and to confirm this, he even checked their WeChat conversation history.
He was certain that Lin Wan hadn’t sent him any information regarding taking leave.
Taking advantage of the fact that patients had not yet arrived, Zhang Hao dialed Lin Wan’s number.
Just as he brought the phone to his ear, he heard the cold, mechanical voice: "I’m sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service."
It was out of service? Zhang Hao checked the number again, it was stored in his phone, so it couldn’t be wrong.
Could it be that Lin Wan sobered up and, knowing what had happened that night,
blocked his number to prove to her husband that there was nothing between them?
With this thought in mind, he returned to his department and had a colleague try Lin Wan’s number.
He had thought his colleague would get through, but surprisingly, they encountered the same situation as he had.
This turned his surprise into a collective one.
"Eh, how can it be out of service? Did I dial it wrong?" his colleague wondered, looking at the phone and redialing, only to get the same result.
At that moment, Qin Miaoke just happened to come in and saw Zhang Hao and the other two doctors with puzzled expressions on their faces.
She came over and asked what was wrong.
When she learned that Lin Wan’s number was unreachable, she realized the seriousness of the issue.
"These past few days I haven’t chatted with Lin Wan either. I’ve been busy because my good friend came to see me."
"So I didn’t have time to pay attention to Lin Wan’s situation. How about I give it a try?"
Qin Miaoke still didn’t quite believe it; after all, she felt that she had a decent relationship with Lin Wan.
She dialed Lin Wan’s mobile number, but the result was the same—she got an "out of service" message, as did everyone else.
"No way, did Lin Wan block my number too? Maybe we should have someone else try calling."
Qin Miaoke was already prepared to leave the department to borrow a phone from another department to try calling.
But Zhang Hao stopped her, "No need, it’s about time for the patients to arrive. Let’s focus on work first."
With these words from Zhang Hao, Qin Miaoke, no matter how much she wanted to go, couldn’t leave.
Several days went by, and Lin Wan still hadn’t shown up for work.
Zhang Hao was really getting anxious and went to see the hospital’s leadership.
Only after questioning them did he finally learn that Lin Wan had resigned.
Resigned, and he, as the director, hadn’t even been informed.
The hospital’s leadership tried to console Zhang Hao, saying, "She specifically told me not to inform you when she resigned."
"She said she didn’t want her departure to affect your work performance."
"Why did she resign?" As Zhang Hao asked this question, he had already guessed the answer in his heart.
Why resign, if not because of what happened that night?
Or perhaps that night was just the last straw.
The leader shook their head, "We’re not sure, she didn’t disclose her reasons for resigning. Of course, I tried my best to retain her."
"But she was very determined to leave, so I could only respect her decision."
"However, the hospital really hopes she would come back to continue working. Her professional skills are indeed outstanding."
Zhang Hao didn’t take in a word of the leader’s praise that followed.
The unfortunate thing was that now he didn’t know where Lin Wan had gone.
And he couldn’t find her to ask for clarity face-to-face.
Having left the management office, Zhang Hao felt a bit disoriented.
A patient whom he had once treated came to the hospital for a follow-up visit and eagerly greeted Zhang Hao upon seeing him.
Zhang Hao, however, didn’t respond and simply walked past the patient, not looking back.
"What’s so great about being a doctor if you can’t even return a greeting?"
The patient couldn’t help but complain, which a female doctor happened to overhear.
To prevent the patient from harboring resentment over such a trivial matter,
the female doctor stepped forward and explained, "Mr. Zhang had been on a night shift and performed surgery; he might not be in the best state right now."
Upon hearing this reason, the patient expressed understanding.
"So that’s how it is. Being a doctor is indeed arduous."
Following behind Zhang Hao, the female doctor quickened her pace evenly but still couldn’t catch up.
"Doctor Zhang, Doctor Zhang."
When he heard someone calling him, Zhang Hao stopped and turned around, only to discover it was the anesthesiologist Han Yang.
"Shouldn’t you be bustling around in the operating rooms at this time?"
Han Yang tilted her head and looked at him, "Well, I do need some personal time, don’t I? What’s going on with you today?"
"Just now a patient greeted you, and you didn’t even acknowledge them. Luckily, I spoke up for you, otherwise you definitely would have received a complaint."
Zhang Hao looked around in surprise, "Did someone talk to me just now? I didn’t notice."
"One of our nurses resigned, and here I am as the department head, not knowing where to even begin to discuss the matter."
Although hospitals are not places with high staff turnover, people still choose to resign and leave.
"Perhaps she found a better opportunity somewhere else, or maybe she got tired of the work. You don’t think she resigned because of you, do you?"
"I remember the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, including two interns, has only four nurses and three doctors in total."
"With a staffing of seven, compared to the number of patients the department sees, it’s a bit scarce. It might be that the hospital’s patient admissions have surged recently, making it too strenuous."
On the surface, the type of resignation Han Yang mentioned seemed highly probable.
But Zhang Hao, who knew a bit of the inside story, was convinced that Lin Wan wouldn’t resign just because the work was too hard or too busy.
In this day and age, what job isn’t demanding? Moreover, before coming to Tong’an Hospital, she had worked in the city hospital.
The patient admissions there were even higher than here.
If she hadn’t planned to leave back then, how could she choose to leave now because the work was too busy here?
"Never mind, I have to get back to the operating room. Let’s have dinner together when there’s time."
Han Yang walked away readily, leaving Zhang Hao standing there, sinking back into his thoughts.
Somehow he made it back to the department. When he arrived, he saw a female patient already waiting at his office desk.
In a split second, he switched his state of mind; no matter what happened, the moment he started a consultation, Zhang Hao would focus and not let other emotions affect him.
As soon as the female patient saw Zhang Hao, she couldn’t help but cough, indicating an old problem.
With his fingertips on her wrist, after a minute or two, there was no visible change in Zhang Hao’s expression.
The female patient cautiously inquired, "Doctor Zhang, how is my pulse? I’ve been coughing more severely these past two days. A doctor previously told me it was pharyngitis."
"But these days, I feel the condition has worsened," she described her ailment.
"The symptoms indeed seem more severe. However, it’s not a significant issue and is likely due to the weather changing," he offered.
"Or it could be a change in the environment. Have you been to any places with a lot of dust recently?"
She thought for a moment, "I went on a business trip to a furniture factory recently. They had machines cutting wood, and there was a lot of sawdust."
"It seems to be the case; my dry cough has worsened since I came back from there."
Zhang Hao nodded, "Yes, that’s probably related. I’ll prescribe you some medicine which you can brew and drink at home."
