Chapter 400: Chapter 397 Short Pain Turns Into Long Pain
The next morning, He Qianhui caught the earliest flight and arrived in the city where she was supposed to be on a business trip as fast as she could.
Upon arriving, she immediately called Zhang Hao to report her safety, proving she had arrived safely so that he wouldn’t worry.
Zhang Hao, though he didn’t show it, was still uneasy after receiving the message.
He always felt this business trip was different from the previous ones, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on what exactly was different.
Women often say their sixth sense is very accurate, but men also have their own sixth sense.
All afternoon, Zhang Hao felt off his game and considered asking for leave to rest so that he wouldn’t make any mistakes when it got busier with patients later.
While he was hesitating, a woman limping with a cane walked in.
"Mr. Zhang, I did what you said and applied a hot towel at home, and at first the swelling and pain really subsided," she said.
"But after a night, it still seems to hurt here. Could you check if the bone wasn’t set right yesterday?"
Zhang Hao looked at the woman for quite a while before recognizing her as the patient from yesterday who came for bone-setting.
"It’s unlikely that it wasn’t set right, but I can certainly give you a massage to reduce the swelling," he offered.
The female patient nodded repeatedly; she had come to the hospital precisely for this but was without a friend’s company today.
"Miaoke, please take this patient to the treatment room, I’ll be right there," he instructed.
Qin Miaoke escorted her to the treatment room.
As soon as the woman sat down at the bedside, she asked curiously, "How old is your Mr. Zhang this year, and does he have a girlfriend?"
Qin Miaoke said, "Our Mr. Zhang seems to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven this year and he already has a girlfriend, a fiancée actually."
Upon hearing this, the female patient showed surprise: "He already has a fiancée? I thought he was single, I really couldn’t tell."
From that question, Qin Miaoke could tell that the woman was not just there for medical reasons.
She definitely had her own ulterior motives.
"What’s there to tell? Most normal people his age are probably already married with children," she replied.
"As for our Mr. Zhang, he has been focused on his work, maintaining a relationship with his girlfriend, which already puts him several steps behind his peers."
The female patient carefully lifted her injured foot onto the bed.
"But as someone in the medical field, being able to become a chief at such a young age indirectly suggests that his abilities are outstanding, far surpassing others in the same profession, right?" she inquired.
On that point, Qin Miaoke agreed wholeheartedly, as she came from a family of doctors.
Cultivating a doctor required how much energy and time she knew from a young age, having been deeply influenced by her grandfather.
So when she entered the medical profession, she felt a strong resistance inside.
She didn’t want to spend all her limited time improving her medical skills.
There was even a time when she wondered why her friends could have so much time to play while she had to follow her teacher for clinical observations.
It was later that she learned all these were arranged by her grandfather.
Once Qin Miaoke found out her grandfather was the one occupying all her leisure time, her aversion to the medical profession grew even stronger.
However, if one were to describe it in current terms, she was probably going through a rebellious phase then.
She was extremely unhappy with her grandfather’s arrangements, leading her to skip school with other students eventually.
It wasn’t until her teacher couldn’t bear it any longer and had no choice but to reveal the situation to her family.
Initially, Elder Qin couldn’t believe his granddaughter would do such a thing.
But the teacher provided evidence of her skipping classes.
Elder Qin was lecturing medical students out of town at the time, and flew back overnight.
Once at the school, he seriously criticized her.
At that moment, she suddenly felt that grandfather was being a bit unreasonable.
It was just a few days of missed classes, after all, why make such a fuss?
But whether it was making a fuss or taking the family’s indulgence for granted and acting recklessly, Qin Miao couldn’t come up with a definitive answer even now.
Looking back at that period of time, she still felt she had been too much.
Fortunately, grandfather liked her enough not to give up on nurturing her, his granddaughter.
Otherwise, the present would have been impossible.
Now, Qin Miaoke finally understood how difficult it was to become a qualified doctor.
Although she still didn’t have that much passion for the profession.
But at least she didn’t resist it anymore.
In comparison, Zhang Hao’s achievements at his age were truly impressive. No wonder grandfather liked him so much.
As she was thinking, Zhang Hao came in, almost ready to begin.
Qin Miaoke went out first, and the female patient sat on the bed, staring intently at Zhang Hao for a long time.
"Mr. Zhang, can you be a bit gentler during the examination today? You pressed too hard and hurt me yesterday," she said.
Zhang Hao didn’t speak but deftly took out a package from a cabinet.
The woman nearly stretched her neck out, trying to see clearly.
She saw Zhang Hao open the package, and to her surprise, it contained needles.
Needles longer than her fingers; by this point, even the most oblivious would realize what needles meant—what did they signify?
"Since cold and hot compresses don’t seem effective, it seems we must resort to acupuncture," he announced.
The woman hurriedly protected her injured foot: "Acupuncture is very painful. Can we try something else?"
Zhang Hao said, "Muscle and bone injuries take a hundred days to heal, and your sprain is not minor, it appears to be a muscle injury."
"Stimulating acupoints can help your muscles recover more quickly. Didn’t you say yesterday that you were afraid of missing work because of the sprain? Acupuncture can speed up your recovery, isn’t that good?"
No matter how Zhang Hao explained, the woman seemed reluctant to accept acupuncture as her treatment plan.
In the end, due to her strong resistance, Zhang Hao had to choose another way.
He had the woman lie down, and then placed a cloth under her ankle.
Half-jokingly, the woman said, "What era is this, are we still on about men and women not touching?"
Zhang Hao hadn’t thought too much about it, nor did he care about the notion of men and women not touching.
His actions were merely out of habit.
But since the woman rejected his method, she simply pulled the cloth away.
"The patient is king, and we doctors must listen to you. If you don’t want it, I’ll remove my cloth," Zhang Hao said.
After speaking, he began to massage the woman, who immediately closed her eyes in pain.
It seemed to really hurt, as she could tolerate it only for the first few moments.
As the massage progressed, the pain intensified until the woman kept asking Zhang Hao to be gentler and gentler.
Eventually, he had to pause just to alleviate the pain in her ankle.
However, Zhang Hao had already warned her that this kind of treatment would instead turn acute pain into chronic pain.
