975 Would They? (1/2)

Doctor Zhou lay in bed and could not quite fall asleep. He was unable to hold back from taking out his phone and checking for any missed calls.

On a normal day, this would be the period in which it was the easiest for him to receive calls.

People would call to ask him about what kind of medication they should take at night, confirm the surgeries he would be conducting at night, confirm the arrangement for tasks at night, and other miscellaneous tasks. All these tasks would usually be confirmed at this time.

Once the patients who were admitted in the afternoon were treated and their conditions were stable, it would be very easy for him to have a good night's sleep.

Of course, Doctor Zhou was usually able to have a good night's sleep during his night shifts.

However, he did not think that a good night's sleep came by chance.

As doctors, they needed to work harder, be smarter, and be lucky during their night shift to be able to have a good night's rest.

Every single time he was on shift duty, Doctor Zhou would go through the medical record of each patient and make some prior preparations based on the patient's condition. He would also prescribe medication beforehand to those who were suited to receive medication. For those who were not in good condition, he would call for a consultation if they needed it or transfer the patient to other departments if they needed it. Besides, Doctor Zhou was good at winning everyone's hearts. He would thoroughly check the fruits in the office and nurse's station. He would not forgive young doctors and young nurses who ate the wrong type of apples. When it came to that matter, the head nurse and nurses on duty stood on the same front as Doctor Zhou.

In truth, many nurses preferred to share shifts with Doctor Zhou, and they even agreed with the discipline Doctor Zhou upheld and his respect for the local customs.

However, the situation was different today.

Doctor Zhou stared at his phone for a long time, but he did not receive any calls. He could not help but get up and take out his valuable, personal phone before he used it to call his work phone.

”The joy of contentment allowed me to endure the pain in my heart. The joy of contentment allowed me to endure the pain in my heart…”

His work phone rang just as he had expected.

”There's actually a signal?” Doctor Zhou sighed and put his two phones on the floor. He lay down and tried to sleep.

Yet, he did not feel sleepy at all.

”I can't fall asleep.” Doctor Zhou sighed. He frowned and thought, 'Ling Ran's around tonight so there shouldn't be any problems with surgeries. But why do I have a feeling that something's wrong? It's impossible that I am paranoid…'

He looked at his phone again. The one thing doctors were usually most afraid of was their phones ringing, but it was terrifying too when their phones did not ring at all.

Doctor Zhou lay in bed again without getting undressed. He closed his eyes, and after three minutes, he got out of his bed once more to look at his phone. Then, he opened his closet decisively.

The closet was about the size of a 17-inch display screen. The inner part was mostly empty, and only a yellow box was found in the lowest compartment. It was just like a 17-inch display screen that had a small yellow case to put a CD player in it.

Doctor Zhou turned around and looked at the bed, which was covered with the white bed sheet. In the end, he chose to sit in a chair just like when he was seventeen years old. He used his hand and slowly touched the small yellow case… No, it was a yellow box, and he took it out!

Diced fish in black bean sauce!

It was the secret weapon of Yun Hua Hospital's Emergency Department.

The attending physicians would only eat that on rare occasions.

Doctor Zhou stared at the Honor P9[1], which had seemingly jammed up, and he opened the lid of the diced fish in black bean sauce without any hesitation.

”The joy of contentment has allowed me to endure the pain in my heart...”

Dropping on the bed, the phone suddenly rang.

Doctor Zhou was first delighted before he lowered his head and looked at the salted fish, which had yet to be eaten. He frowned.

'How ominous!'

While Doctor Zhou thought about that, he picked up his phone. ”Hello?”

The resident doctor who made the call spoke anxiously, ”Doctor Zhou, a boiler blew up, and the patients are being sent over now.”

Doctor Zhou's emotions were inexplicably complicated.