Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "This... should we ask for instructions?" Director Fu was still hesitant, glancing at Dr. Yang who was standing in the corner, this doctor was a total loss.

  "If you're going to ask for instructions, then forget it. This can't be done in half an hour. Otherwise, let me take care of this patient and I'll take full responsibility." Liu Chun was getting angry.

  "How can we let a woman take on this responsibility alone." Director Fu's words were a bit over the line.

  "I'd rather not do it now. It's already been 10 minutes, and in a few more minutes, I won't be willing to take over either. There isn't enough time." Liu Chun said as he went to wash his hands.

  "Let her try anyway, it's a matter of saving a life." Director Hu Dong also spoke a fair word.

  "It's just like this."

  Director Fu had no choice but to give in.

  Liu Chun came up after washing her hands, and when Kang Le was helping her put on her clothes, she asked: "Who's going on stage with me?"

  No resident doctor on duty can lend a hand, and this is not their own business to begin with. Even if the patient is rescued, it won't be their credit. This matter should have been kept secret in the first place. If the patient accidentally dies, there will be endless trouble. Each department head has their considerations, and this is clearly an unprofitable endeavor.

  "Heh heh, I'm one of them." Hu Dong indeed did not disappoint Yang Zongbao.

  Yang Zongbao had a certain degree of goodwill towards the director of this general surgery department since he entered the hospital, and it seemed that he could be included in his own plan. However, it still needs to be observed for some time.

  "Two people, still one short, you guys think about it." Liu Chun said as he stepped onto the footstool and began the operation.

  Hu Dong glanced at Yang Zongbao with a provocative look.

  "Go and help out." Director Mao gave the order.

  "But I'm not familiar with blood vessels." Yang Zongbao told the truth, he was not omnipotent, and blood vessels were his weakness.

  "I know, just go and help, a phone call will do."

  "Uh-huh." Yang Zongbao responded and went to wash his hands, taking the opportunity to tell Zhou Yi: "You listen."

  Zhou Yi rubbed his nose, had he disobeyed himself?

  Yang Zongbao stepped onto the operating table. The operation went very smoothly, Liu Chun's technique was first-rate. Generally speaking, women have a physical disadvantage, but they have an innate advantage in delicate movements.

  "There are 60 seconds left." Director Mao suddenly said: "The cycle is about to resume."

  "That's enough, last one." Liu Chun tied up the final knot: "Start resuscitation."

  Everyone looked at the sutured blood vessel with tension.

  The blood was pumped back into his body by the machine.

  "Awesome." Director Hu Dong.

  The blood flowed smoothly through the suture opening.

  "Let's get the sewer surgery done together next." Liu Chun said to Jianwu.

  "It's also true that one blow is better than two." Fu Jianwu re-washed his hands and went back on stage, while Dr. Yang was no longer of any use, and two other doctors were called in from the department to perform a joint operation.

  After all the trouble, it was almost 10 pm when the urethral reconstruction was finally completed, which means the surgery had taken over 10 hours. The operating table and floor were soaked with blood-stained sheets and gauze, and almost everyone's feet were stepping on several pieces of bloody cloth.

  The patient's blood was changed several times throughout the body. There was almost no original blood left in the blood vessels. This is the most bloody operation Yang Zongbao has performed since entering this hospital.

  The surgery was finally over, and when the door of the operating room opened, a strong smell of blood suddenly spread out.

  "Thanks, Director Liu," said Fu Jianwu as he caught up with Liu Chun who was walking in front.

  "It's nothing." Liu Chun's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't care.

  "How about we go for a drink?" suggested Director Fu.

  "No need, I still have to write postoperative orders."

  "Director Liu is still so different from others. Well, I'll take my leave first."

  After they all left, the operating room was left with only Li Sisi, who was today's scrub nurse, but she didn't say a word to Yang Zongbao. This wasn't her fault, after all, Yang Zongbao hadn't given her a good look yesterday.

  "Teacher Yang, you've offended someone, hehe." Zhou Yi leaned over and sighed, "Today was really exciting and intense, I'm all sweaty." Zhou Yi's face turned red, as if he had taken a stimulant.

  "Hmm, like being a doctor?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "It's okay, I just feel excited, more interesting than others." Zhou Yi said.

  "Haven't you thought about what you want to do?" Yang Zongbao wasn't surprised, as many people don't have a clear idea of their future before entering society.

  "I am the illegitimate child of the family."

  Zhou Yi did not answer Yang Zongbao's question, but instead talked about his own unknown private matters.

  "What's next?" The operating room was empty, the patient had been sent away, and only two old men were left in this bloody room. The pungent smell of blood, like alcohol, stimulated the nerves of both men.

  "I was brought to the Zhou's house when I was 14, but there was already a genius older brother at home. So he studied medicine, and I also studied medicine." Zhou Yi didn't know what got into him, bringing up his most unwilling topic of family matters.

  "Then you were bullied?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "There are so many people being bullied, but I'm fine, just being raised as a child. It's lucky that I don't lack money and the Zhou family still treats me like a person. There's nothing to complain about. But I've never thought about what I want to do, and I have no idea what I'll do in the future. But today, I finally figured it out - I'm born to be a doctor."

  Zhou Yi hadn't finished speaking when he was kicked by Yang Zongbao.

  "Know when to stop, just think about it and that's enough, don't pretend to be a precious jade. Be humble."

  "Yes, yes, Master is right. Even if I'm a precious jade, I still need a great master like you to guide me, otherwise how can I show my face?" Zhou Yi was awakened and immediately began flattering Yang Zongbao.

  "Go self-study tonight." Yang Zongbao said and left first, but Zhou Yi didn't follow: "You still haven't left."

  "Master, you go first, I'll savor it for a moment." Zhou Yi was still in the operating room, lost in thought.

  "Sick." Yang Zongbao cursed and really left.

  It's really hard to find something that can get you all fired up sometimes.

  Yang Zongbao came out and felt sticky all over his body, so he went to take a bath.

  There is someone in the men's bathroom, but there are two showers inside. Usually, if a male doctor is taking a bath inside, he won't lock the door from the inside.

  Yang Zongbao held a basin in his hand, twisted the lock and opened it. He took a look and quickly closed it again.

  What he had just seen left Yang Zongbao somewhat at a loss.

  The unique charm of a mature woman. Unlike the slender waist of a young girl, it is more plump and full of femininity everywhere. The slightly rough arms are just in harmony with the elegant body, and the plump buttocks are like an inverted peach, with water droplets from the showerhead bouncing off the spine onto the buttocks. Healthy skin tone, perhaps due to the use of bath products, appears very smooth and soft...

  Yang Zongbao stood in front of the bathroom door, at a loss for what to do. The scene just now had given him too much shock. But if he left now, wouldn't it be a bit impolite? He should have also seen himself, and if he just walked away like this, wasn't it a bit irresponsible? However, Director Liu's figure was indeed flawless. Although there was a small belly, she was still very cute, with a plump beauty.

  Just as Yang Zongbao was hesitating, Liu Chun walked out after washing up. His originally neat hair was let down, reaching his shoulders, softening his normally stern expression.

  "Does it look good?" Liu Chun asked.

  Yang Zongbao noticed that her voice was suppressed with anger, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond. It's really about how to respond, and how not to be human.

  "After some thought, I decided to tell the truth: 'I don't know, I haven't compared.'"

  "You..." Liu Chun had waited half a day for this sentence. Originally, no matter how he answered, she would have a way to retort back at him. Now that he answered like this, what should she say? Should she say she looked good or not good looking? Either way, it was embarrassing for her.

  She shot Yang Zongbao a fierce glance again, and left with a sense of bad luck. Liu Chun knew that her position was not easy to hold, as many people were eyeing her covetously, and any slight mistake or rumor would be disastrous. The female surgeon's heart was truly vulnerable.

  Yang Zongbao knew he might have hurt Director Liu Chun's self-esteem. But there was no way around it, what he said was the truth.

  Yang Zongbao entered the bathroom, turned on the showerhead, and was greeted by the faint scent of body wash. For some reason, Liu Chun's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, as if the scene from earlier was still ongoing. This caused Yang Zongbao to finish washing up faster than usual.

  "You..."

  Yang Zongbao walked into the doctor's office and saw the female anesthesiologist who wasn't wearing underwear last time. Yang Zongbao was not very surprised, but the other party was very surprised.

  "Hello, we met last time." Yang Zongbao greeted him very generously.

  "Oh, hello." Su Xiaomei also gave a brief greeting.

  Yang Zongbao handed over the shift to her and waited for Zhou Yi in the office.

  Nothing special, just feel that the kid has figured it out today. Many times, it's just a matter of "enlightenment". Yang Zongbao remembers when he was an intern, inserting tubes into airways was really difficult, and for a whole month, every day, three operations, all inserted into the esophagus instead. This incident became a joke that circulated for a full month, with students and teachers even betting on how many times he could insert the tube into the esophagus. At the time, it was frustrating to no end. Until one day, suddenly, a beam of divine light shone upon him, and he suddenly figured it out, successfully inserting the tube into the airway for the first time in his life, stunning everyone present.

  Later, somehow, this embarrassing thing of mine was spread more and more fiercely, with different versions emerging, until it finally became that Yang Zongbao and some unscrupulous people made boxes to cheat gamblers out of their money.

  This society is no longer lacking in imagination, and some even have an excess of it.

  Yang Zongbao was powerless to explain the circulating version, so he let it go.

  "Has Master not left yet?" Zhou Yi finally came out after enjoying himself.

  "Eight Precepts, go take a bath quickly." Yang Zongbao was looked at by Su Xiaomei sitting in the corner of the office with goosebumps. What's wrong with this Su Xiaomei staring at herself like that, wanting to speak but hesitating? But since she didn't open her mouth, it couldn't be that Yang Zongbao would go ask her, right?

  "Ah, I'm exhausted, today was exhausting." Kang Le rubbed his shoulders as he came in to drink water and saw Yang Zongbao waving at him with a cheerful greeting, his personality very lively.

  "You're doing pretty well today."

  "Thank you." Yang Zongbao has always been one to fully accept praise, lest others say that his humility is just for show and that he's actually arrogant. Since that's the case, why not be arrogant for real, so as not to suffer the injustice of having a reputation without actually being arrogant?

  "But Director Liu is really formidable today." Kang Le sat down beside Yang Zongbao: "How are you going back later, why haven't I seen you come to work for a while?"