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

  Every sound was amplified. The two people in the operating room were now doing something that couldn't be seen, and they both closed their mouths at the same time, as if even their breathing had stopped.

  But Yang Zongbao indeed pressed Liu Chun tightly under his body, constantly moving. Liu Chun's muscles were tense all over, using all her strength to resist Yang Zongbao, but how could she overcome Yang Zongbao's strength.

  Li Sisi returned after finishing her errands, feeling as if there was a faint noise in the operating room, and quickened her pace as she thought of some unsubstantiated rumors.

  "Let me go." Liu Chun said in a low voice when he couldn't hear the footsteps, afraid that the person who just passed by would turn around and catch them.

  Yang Zongbao was easily pushed away and tidied up his clothes: "In the future, if you want to find me, don't look for others, I don't want to be one of the faces."

  "You..." Liu Chun turned over and fell silent.

  "I'm telling you the truth," Yang Zongbao emphasized again.

  "What about you? Not looking for another woman?" Liu Chun himself didn't notice the hint of expectation in his words. In a way, Yang Zongbao was one of the best among their peers, and it was understandable that he had chosen him subconsciously.

  "What do you think?" Yang Zongbao did not express his opinion, but stared at Liu Chun, letting her think for herself.

  "Don't think about it, today was an accident and there won't be a second time. I hope that once we leave this room, we'll just be colleagues again. Let's forget what happened today completely." Liu Chun laughed twice to cover up his disappointment.

  "I'll go out first." Yang Zongbao didn't say another word and was the first to leave through the back door of the operating room.

  After Yang Zongbao left, Liu Chun involuntarily choked back a sob. With her nearly 40 years of mental quality, she was still moved by such things, which was truly unthinkable. But since the words were already spoken, they couldn't be taken back. Although she wanted to grab Yang Zongbao and explain that she wasn't that kind of person, she was hurt by his last sentence, so she gritted her teeth and walked out of the operating room in the opposite direction from Yang Zongbao.

  "Where did you go?"

  When Yang Zongbao walked into the rest room, Kang Le was still fighting with a mysterious object that looked like a pot of boiled and rotten hot pot.

  "Something's up." Yang Zongbao went over and fought alongside Kang Le.

  "What smell?" Kang Le sniffed his nose and smelled the air.

  "Manly." Yang Zongbao calmly found an excuse for his own absurd behavior just now that others couldn't refute.

  "Oh, go wash up, you smell too much." Kang Le said with disgust.

  "No time, emergency appendicitis." Li Sisi walked in and handed over an emergency form: "The patient has already been admitted."

  "Whose operation?" Yang Zongbao asked, looking at the test results.

  "Xiong Shaohua, a deputy director of the general surgery department. He only knows how to schedule surgeries on holidays, as if he's afraid others won't know how hardworking he is." Kang Le pulled over the list and continued, "He says that emergency surgeries are usually fake, but elective surgeries are actually scheduled by him on holidays. New Year's Day, it's so wonderful, doesn't even let people live?" Kang Le stood up in dissatisfaction, pulling Li Sisi away with her.

  Yang Zongbao followed closely behind.

  It's really hard to see a director of surgery being so proactive in performing operations. The patient hasn't even arrived yet, but he has already gone in himself.

  "Hey, you must be the new anesthesiologist! Tough job, emergency case, can you lend a hand? I'll treat you to dinner after this is over."

  Everyone has already spoken in a low and humble tone, what can you do? Yang Zongbao could only politely say: "It's nothing, it should be." It was originally supposed to be, taking this salary, he had to do such things. There is nothing in this world that doesn't require paying a price, and Yang Zongbao deeply felt this way.

  The first appendicitis operation went smoothly and was completed in 40 minutes. Just as Yang Zongbao was about to pack up, Xiong Shaohua chuckled and said: "Don't think it's over yet, there's another one, let's work a bit harder."

  "You..." Kang Le had some complaints, but fortunately the appendectomy took a short time, so he didn't say anything. Yang Zongbao was indifferent, anyway it was all during working hours, if you don't do things during working hours, when will you do them?

  The second patient was soon brought in, just as smoothly.

  But just as Kang Le and Yang Zongbao were clearing the battlefield, Xiong Shaohua spoke again in a polite voice: "Wait a minute."

  "You can't be serious?" Kang Le tossed the instrument onto the operating table: "According to regulations, emergency surgeries are the only ones that can be performed on New Year's Day, you can't do elective surgery like this."

  "Don't be like that, help me out, just this once." Xiong Shaohua held on to his determination and continued to ask politely.

  "Never mind, let him do it." Yang Zongbao was ready to play the role of a good old man.

  "You're right, how many guests have we received from morning till now? Even prostitutes need a break, don't they? Are we so unprincipled that anyone who says a few words has to go to bed?"

  I didn't expect Kang Le's words to thoroughly shock Yang Zongbao. What's wrong with women nowadays? They can say something even more heroic than Yang Zongbao, a big man himself. It's not that men can't accept it, but men often use even more vulgar language when communicating with each other, but that's between men, not so openly displayed. However, thinking back carefully, Kang Le's description is actually quite apt. The nurses in the operating room really do have a lot in common with those in certain special industries. They both make a living by welcoming and sending off, and they both complete their work on the bed. It's just that nurses are even worse, because there are rarely any repeat customers.

  "Xiao Kang, don't be like this, just cooperate a bit, it's the last one?" Xiong Shaohua persisted stubbornly.

  Finally, Kang Le made a concession: "Just one last time."

  "Thank you, thank you, I'll treat you after I'm done." Xiong Shaohua clapped his hands excitedly.

  "Hmm."

  But the tragedy continued, and what was originally Xiong Shaohua's guaranteed last surgery had only just begun. Then, four more emergency appendectomies came in. Because they were all emergencies, Kang Le couldn't say anything, his face stern. Li Sisi looked pale and her physical strength seemed to be exhausted.

  Yang Zongbao now fully understands Liu Chun's motivation for taking antidepressants, and he even wants to take a few himself. Isn't every industry like that? It's common knowledge that doctors are exhausted, and in those top hospitals under the emperor's feet, there are many 30-year-old Mediterranean types, but the special nature of the medical profession has destined them to be very close to anesthetics, so it's easy to use something with a small side effect.

  So far, Yang Zongbao has not slept for almost 48 hours and has been working non-stop for the next 24 hours. In the middle of it all, he couldn't hold on and drank 4 cups of coffee, now his head is clear but his body can't keep up.

  Yang Zongbao was young and reckless when he read books, and for some reason, he used anesthetics. Once he started using them, his whole body shone brightly, with endless energy to squander, able to go on for over a dozen days sleeping only 1-2 hours each day, still maintaining robust combat power. However, the side effect was that once the drug wore off, there was only exhaustion. Some people continued taking the drugs to avoid feeling tired, and now thinking back, anyone who became addicted started from this point. Yang Zongbao at the time merely managed to save himself when he reached a critical juncture.

  It was already 7 o'clock in the morning of the second day when the last patient was sent out of the operating room.

  Kang Le was paralyzed on the sofa in the rest room. Li Sisi was slightly better, just sitting sideways and tucking her legs into her arms.

  "Sister, our nightlife was too rich yesterday. That bear said he would treat us to a meal, but it was all nonsense. As soon as we finished eating, we ran away faster than rabbits." Kang Le said with a breathless tone.

  "It's okay, going to work is inevitable." Li Sisi said softly, but she didn't have much energy either.

  "But it's also funny, you see how we've gone from operating room 1 all the way to 8, isn't that awesome? Haha." Kang Le said with a carefree and playful tone.

  "You're a girl." Li Sisi was teased like this, and she regained some spirit and also had the energy to tease back.

  "What's wrong with you? You saw that, didn't you? The operations we did just now were each unique in their own way." Kang Le suddenly sat up and leaned close to Li Si Si.

  "What did you say?" Li Sisi's face suddenly turned red.

  Kang Le pointed at Li Si Si excitedly, as if he had discovered a new continent: "You're thinking crooked, your mind is not pure!"

  "You..."

  Two women started fighting.

  Yang Zongbao thought it was too much and didn't have the energy to accompany the young girl, so he didn't sit in the rest room again and went to sleep in the duty room.

  The two women also lost interest in continuing the disturbance after Yang Zongbao left.

  Li Sisi grabbed Kang Le's hand, completely different from her usual gentle attitude: "What do you want to do?"

  Kang Le smiled and withdrew his hand: "Good things are shared by everyone."

  "I saw it first." Li Sisi said with difficulty, biting her lip.

  "Let's not talk about who came first. We should also stop bickering and let him make his own choices. But when it comes to others, will he always be like this?"

  "Good..."

  Yang Zongbao, who was fast asleep in the duty room, had no idea that he had become the target of two women.

  "Get up, another one." Kang Le lifted Yang Zongbao's quilt.

  "Huh?" Yang Zongbao had just fallen asleep and was momentarily unclear about the situation.

  "It's not Xiong Shaohua's, it's Hu Dong's. Nainai's, hurry up and get off work, why are you still so careless." Kang Le grumbled with a full stomach.

  Helpless, when Yang Zongbao followed Kang Le back to the ninth operating room, Hu Dong was teasing a little girl on the operating table. Seeing Yang Zongbao coming in, he said with great pleasure: "You're on duty, I had a premonition last night. Hehe, I'm most at ease working with you."

  Yang Zongbao covered his head and said, "I don't want to see you for the time being. So far, I have seen seven tails of yours. Including this one, that makes eight. How happy do you think I am to see you now?"

  "Hmm, looks like you guys had a blast last night." Hu Dong smiled carelessly: "20 minutes to end the battle, just in time for work to end." Hu Dong said and went on stage after washing his hands.

  Yang Zongbao was speechless, and Hu Dong was indeed a born optimist.

  The eighth appendix was placed in front of Yang Zongbao as expected, and the operation ended.

  "Right, 20 minutes done, now it's exactly 8 o'clock. Time to get off work, want to go grab a drink with me?" Hu Dong was in high spirits.

  "It's unnecessary now. I just want to go back and sleep." Yang Zongbao also isn't an iron man, necessary rest is still needed.

  "Alright, let's make another appointment next time." Hu Dong walked away with a light and quick pace.

  Yang Zongbao took a bath and waited for the doctor on duty. Yesterday was really tiring, surgery is one thing, and the extra exercise also caused Yang Zongbao's current physical exhaustion.