Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Hero Saves the Beauty
Arriving at his new post, Zhang Hao inevitably had to adapt to the working environment of this hospital.
He wondered whether it was because the workload at the city hospital had been too intense, or if there were simply too few patients here.
On the first day of work, Zhang Hao discovered that in the spacious surgical consultation room, there were only two doctors including himself.
The other doctor was always looking at novels on the computer, and at first, Zhang Hao thought he was reading some medical papers.
Planning to take the opportunity to discuss with him during lunch break,
he leaned in for a closer look at the computer screen, only to realize it was an online novel.
That doctor was pretty clever, having downloaded a txt document from some website.
He’d open the document, then minimize it, and read bit by bit from the small window, about the size of half a palm.
After several days of this tedium, Zhang Hao felt that this hospital wasn’t as good as he had imagined.
Upon reflection, it made sense, though. Although the city hospital was run by the Lin Family, it was truly the best in every respect.
If he got sick himself, his first choice would be the city hospital, unless it was overcrowded—that’s when he would consider seeking treatment at another hospital.
Because everyone wants the best doctors!
Zhang Hao checked his phone, and another morning was almost over; it was time to go to the cafeteria for lunch.
When it was time, Zhang Hao took his lunch box and phone and left the consultation room.
He took the elevator to the fourth-floor cafeteria, where today’s meal offerings were quite good, with braised pork and marinated chicken legs.
The cafeteria was not only open to doctors but also to hospitalized patients, and to cater to everyone’s tastes, they had a variety of dishes including meat, vegetarian, salty, spicy, and fresh flavors.
Family members with the means would bring home-cooked meals, while those without could get a decent meal in the cafeteria for very little money.
Zhang Hao casually picked two dishes and grabbed two steamed rolls before heading back.
As he took the elevator, someone else joined him.
It was a woman, dressed exquisitely, hardly different from the urban beauties on TV.
"Alright, I understand now; Dad’s health is fine, the doctor said he can be discharged and go home for recovery in a couple of days."
The elevator reached the floor, and as Zhang Hao stepped forward, before the elevator door closed, he heard a thump from behind.
Zhang Hao quickly turned and saw that the woman who had just been on the phone had fainted.
He hurriedly placed his lunch box on the ground and checked on the woman’s condition.
A nurse passing by saw someone had collapsed and immediately wheeled over a mobile stretcher.
"What’s the situation with the patient?"
"Judging by the looks of it, it’s probably low blood sugar."
Zhang Hao and the nurse worked together to lift the patient onto the stretcher and then rolled her into the ward.
Upon examination, it was indeed confirmed that low blood sugar had caused the fainting, and they started an IV with glucose to rehydrate her slowly.
During this time, the woman’s phone rang again, and Zhang Hao picked up.
"Ya Ya, why aren’t you replying to Mom’s messages?"
"Hello, I’m the patient’s attending physician, she has fainted right now. If it’s convenient, please come to the hospital."
The woman on the phone clearly didn’t expect her daughter to fall ill and immediately started asking all sorts of questions.
Zhang Hao, who today happened to have the patience, explained everything clearly before hanging up, just as the woman regained consciousness.
When the woman woke up, she found herself lying in a bed with a rather handsome doctor standing before her.
"Do you realize you have a condition of low blood sugar?"
Zhang Hao’s tone wasn’t very friendly, somewhat indifferent.
"I know, so I always keep chocolate in my bag."
To prove her point, the woman took the initiative to reach for her bag and pulled out a piece of cream chocolate from the inner pocket.
When the woman fainted, Zhang Hao thought she knew about her low blood sugar but didn’t care.
Now, it seemed likely that it was due to something else, and she hadn’t had the chance to replenish her energy in time.
She couldn’t be blamed!
"It must have been your mother who called just now; she’s on her way. After this bag of glucose is finished, you can be discharged. If you feel unwell anywhere, you can come to the clinic to find me at any time, and I will arrange a more detailed examination for you," Zhang Hao said, then turned and left the ward, leaving the woman lying quietly on the bed, staring dully at the bag of glucose solution slowly being infused into her body.
After waiting for twenty minutes, Tu Ya saw her mother arrive.
"My Ya Ya, what happened? I heard you fainted over the phone. Your father’s condition hasn’t improved yet; you can’t fall down too."
Tu Ya knew her mother worried about her health, so she comforted her as best as she could.
"It’s nothing; I just had a bout of low blood sugar. Luckily I fainted in the hospital. Look, they have already administered medication to me."
A mother’s heart always aches for her child, and even though she now knew her daughter wasn’t in serious danger, she still felt a lingering unease.
"You are always so careless, never taking your health seriously. If it happens again, I’ve decided not to let you go so far away."
Tu Ya gently held her mother’s hand and said, "Mom, I’m fine; it’s not a serious illness."
The bag of glucose solution was soon finished, and Tu Ya prepared to leave the hospital.
Being meticulous as always, the mother wanted to find the lifesaver to thank him personally.
But after asking around the nurses’ station, they learned that Doctor Zhang, the one who saved her daughter, was currently in the operating room.
"Since we can’t thank him in person, we’ll have to find another opportunity. After all, your dad is still recuperating in this hospital. Perhaps we’ll see him when we come tomorrow; you must thank him in person," her mother instructed.
Tu Ya nodded repeatedly at her mother’s advice.
The mother and daughter arrived at the hospital’s ground-floor billing department, assuming that although the bag of glucose solution wasn’t expensive, they couldn’t just walk out without paying.
But when Tu Ya went to pay the bill, she found out that someone had already paid it.
Thinking it was her mother who paid, but after inquiring, she learned that was not the case.
The billing department staff said, "It was Doctor Zhang who advanced the payment for you."
Tu Ya was slightly surprised, but as treating and saving patients were his duties, it made sense that he might temporarily cover a patient’s medication costs.
"This Doctor Zhang is really kind, it’s just a pity we can’t meet him today."
"Ya Ya, when you come tomorrow, pick up some fruit on the way to bring along; you must thank him properly," her mother said.
Tu Ya nodded vigorously; her family was one to acknowledge favors and gratitude; they wouldn’t fall short on matters of courtesy.
An uncomplicated surgical procedure had ended, and Zhang Hao came out of the operating room.
This was his first time in the operating room at this hospital in nearly a week.
Actually, the procedures in the operating room were quite standard, with no surgeries worthy of amazement.
It was nothing more than the routine work of stopping bleeding and stitching up, then wheeling the patient out, without any challenges.
When Zhang Hao returned to the clinic, he found a woman sitting in his chair.
The woman seemed vaguely familiar, yet he couldn’t recall where he had seen her before.
"Hello, I’m Zhao Qing, a nurse in the gynecology clinic of our hospital."
