Chapter 114 - A Fond Mother Spoils The Child (1/2)

A Fond Mother Spoils The Child

It took twelve minutes to travel from the operating room on the third floor to the emergency department ward on the second floor.

The patient was lifted onto the hospital bed. Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

The sky was already dark. Two to three hours for an appendectomy that he did not perform. It dissatisfied him somewhat.

Chang Yue was typing up the first-time admission record, the ward round record, the post-surgery record and other paperwork.

“Be wary of the patient’s family,” Zheng Ren warned Chang Yue.

Whether she heeded his warning would be another matter.

After the surgery, Su Yun headed for the CT room to follow up on the 64-slice CT scan.

Before the end of their s.h.i.+ft, Old Chief Physician Pan took Zheng Ren, Chang Yue and Yang Lei for a ward round.

In most of the rooms, the patient’s family welcomed them with smiles and laughter, complimenting the surgical skill that speeded up their patients’ recovery. When they got to the room of the patient with acute appendicitis, they were greeted with a sight of her adult son taking up half the hospital bed. The patient was still recovering from anesthesia.

Old Chief Physician Pan’s face was grim. “Get up, you.”

He was a man who had been through war and witnessed countless deaths. The murderous aura currently radiating from the old man surprised Zheng Ren.

The patient’s son was startled from his nap and was about to throw a tantrum when he saw Old Chief Physician Pan’s expression.

Instead, he said nothing and curled up against his mother’s side like a baby quail.

“Doctor, the child is just tired. He didn’t get enough sleep last night,” the middle-aged woman said as she fought her pain. She s.h.i.+fted her body and tried miserably to s.h.i.+eld the young man.

Each movement brought a stab of pain to her incision site.

Old Chief Physician Pan coughed lightly. It was not his place to criticize the patient’s parenting, so he began routine questioning.

Chang Yue stood behind him and wrote up the conversation.

“No major movement for a day. You can start eating after pa.s.sing gas,” Old Chief Physician Pan advised in the end. He turned to leave the room.

He was clearly in a bad mood, apparent from the look on his face.

That was the patient’s son, not his. So, just like Zheng Ren before, Old Chief Physician Pan could only ball up his anger and keep it within himself.

The other patients in the room were stable. Old Chief Physician Pan had confidence in Zheng Ren’s and Chang Yue’s work ethics, so he only sat in briefly before leaving for the office.

An hour later, Su Yun returned with the 64-slice CT scan.

Zheng Yue placed the scan on the film viewer and used his phone to capture the image.

He studied the scan in detail and made sure his phone camera had captured it clearly. Then, he sent the photos to Chang Yue for her negotiations with Manager Feng from China Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery.

Chang Yue was not in the office. She was probably speaking with one of the patients.

Zheng Ren went to look for her to discuss Miss Yun’s surgery.

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It was another quiet night. As the weather got colder, fewer roadside stalls were open. There was less drunken fighting and even if there were, thicker clothing led to fewer injuries.

The drop in cases of emergency surgeries was a blessing to Zheng Ren’s sleep schedule.

It was morning when Zheng Ren was woken by shouts from a patient’s room.

A s.h.i.+ver crawled up his spine and he quickly rushed out.

Following the sounds, Zheng Ren managed to locate the source.

Before he could enter the room, the young man from before barged out furiously, nearly colliding into him.

Zheng Ren frowned. ‘What’s this young man up to again?’