921 Lukewarm (2/2)

Zuo Cidian naturally did not know the reason. He just looked at Young Feng's expression before he stared at the pork trotter in his hand. He then shrugged and said, ”Doctors have parental hearts, you know?”

”Doctors have parental hearts, huh?” Young Feng had been staying in the hospital for a long time, so she did not actually believe this sentence. However, she held the warm pork trotter, thought about her husband, who had been transferred back into the ICU, and she found herself believing those words.

Patients needed doctors, and they also needed doctors with parental hearts, but perhaps the patients' families needed that more.

Zuo Cidian quickly caught up to Ling Ran.

In the corridor were patients and their families greeting Ling Ran, along with doctors and nurses who stood at both sides and greeted him.

Zuo Cidian quietly followed Ling Ran. Suddenly, he did not want to make a noise. He just wanted to follow Ling Ran, quietly, peacefully, proudly, and purely.

..…

The young doctors in the visitation room were quietly dismissed, just like when they came. Nobody cared, nobody asked, nobody bothered, and nobody knew about them.

The department director of the General Surgery Department quietly sat on the bench and silently peeled an mandarin orange.

He attentively peeled the mandarine orange. He did not only peel off the skin, but also stripped away the fibers.

Huo Congjun was sitting by his side, looking at him peeling the mandarin orange and stripping away the fibers.

”Brighten the light.” After a while, when Huo Congjun saw that the department director of the General Surgery Department had no intention to talk, he directly provided the optimum condition for peeling off mandarin oranges.

The department director of the General Surgery Department smiled and did not say anything. He just continued playing with his mandarin orange.

A few floor lamps were placed in front of the first row, and they made the orange-red mandarin orange completely exposed.

”When we were studying, the teacher always made us peel mandarin oranges.” The department director of the General Surgery Department peeled the mandarin orange as if he was handling a liver.

Huo Congjun hummed to go with the rhythm of the conversation and asked, ”Why?”

”He said it's to train our patience. An orange petal needed to peel cleanly without any fibers left, and he always asked us to wear gloves and peel with forceps. We even had competitions between groups, and usually, we had to spend an entire afternoon peeling an entire sack of mandarin oranges.”

”Then you must surely have been able to eat a lot of good mandarin oranges.”

The department director of the General Surgery Department smiled as he shook his head. ”The teacher's youngest son liked to eat mandarin oranges, but he didn't like to eat the fibers. Besides, the teacher is the one who bought all the mandarin oranges. ”

”Oh, then your teacher is pretty reasonable.”

”That's true.” The department director of the General Surgery Department smiled and said, ”I felt unhappy at that time, but once I got used to peeling mandarin oranges and was not allowed to peel them for some time, I felt quite anxious.”

”Haha…”

”Ling Ran is also a patient doctor.” The department director of the General Surgery Department raised his head and looked at Huo Congjun. ”Only doctors with patience are able to perform surgeries well.”

”That's true.”

”But I'm not sure if he has the patience to wait for you for another ten years.” The department director of the General Surgery Department suddenly sighed and smiled as if he was showing concern to Huo Congjun.

Huo Congjun was stunned. There was still at least ten years before he retired, and if he did not retire, no matter how skilled the other doctors in the Emergency Department were, they could only be hired as chief physicians. They could not become the department director.

”Ling Ran is just in his twenties.” Huo Congjun turned around and smiled.

”This is a gastrectomy in combination with hepatic resection.” The department director of the General Surgery Department smiled even more broadly, ”Age? If the patient today can survive, one day, someone will open a hospital for him.”

Huo Congjun's face became dark instantly.

”I don't mean anything.” The department director of the General Surgery Department lowered his voice suddenly, but he pointed at the television screen above him and said, ”I don't know how far the influence for all the garish things you did spreads, but this is a towering tree in Yun Hua Hospital, it cannot turn into a cross beam for other hospitals.”

”It won't happen.” Huo Congjun's face became red with anger again before his expression turned dark. His face even became wrinkled, and he looked like a rotten orange.