Chapter 159: Chapter 159: I’m Not Worried About the Patient Chapter 159: Chapter 159: I’m Not Worried About the Patient Sheng Tingyuan left the office building and returned to his car, feeling somewhat irritable.
He didn’t know what was wrong with him; he seldom experienced mood swings, but this time, his mood had come without warning and still hadn’t subsided even now.
The image of Ye Chuyi’s injured hand and her cold face was etched into his mind, refusing to leave.
He should have been concerned about her injury immediately, instead of scolding her.
His assistant reminded him, “President Sheng, it’s time to head back to the group. There’s a shareholders’ meeting this afternoon that you need to attend punctually.”
Sheng Tingyuan nodded, but then opened the door and got out of the car.
The assistant hurriedly followed, “President Sheng, where are you going?”
“To buy medicine.”
After purchasing the medicine, Sheng Tingyuan returned to Ye Chuyi’s office, but this time, he couldn’t get in.
The assistant looked troubled, “President Sheng, Doctor Anxin has said that no one is allowed to enter her office casually. It’s better if you don’t go in.”
“Where is she?”
“She’s gone to perform surgery!”
“Her hand is injured like that, and she’s still conducting surgery?”
“You must be worried that the patient’s surgery won’t go well, don’t worry about that, Doctor Anxin wouldn’t joke with a patient’s safety. She’s proficient using both hands, equally good and steady.”
“I’m not worried about the patient.” Did he look so saintly? Would he worry about a stranger patient?
He handed the ointment to his assistant, “Remind her to apply the medicine.”
The assistant knew perfectly well that Ye Chuyi was giving him the cold shoulder, and she wouldn’t accept his medicine, “We have medicine in our office. As for this one, you should personally give it to Doctor Anxin.”
In the evening.
An Huadong heard that Ye Chuyi had injured her hand and hurriedly rushed from the school to the hospital.
As soon as Ye Chuyi came out of the operating room, he immediately grabbed her hand to examine it.
It looked as though the back of her hand had been scalded, red all over and covered with densely packed small blisters, looking painful at first sight.
An Huadong trembled with anger, his silver hair quivering, “How did this happen? Who scalded you? Who was it?!”
Ye Chuyi calmed him, “Don’t worry, it’s not that serious. A bit of burn ointment and it will heal in a few days. It won’t affect my surgeries.”
An Huadong held her hand, heart bleeding, “Anxin’s apprentice, you’re perfect in every way except that you’re too soft-hearted. Getting hurt and not knowing to fight back, you surely weren’t properly cherished in your childhood, which led you to develop this people-pleasing personality.”
Ye Chuyi laughed lightly, “Your analysis is absolutely right. Wow, I didn’t realize, aside from being the number one in the surgical field, you’re also a top-notch psychologist! If you switched to being a psychologist, Director Jian of the Psychiatry Department would probably lose his job!”
“Stop changing the subject!”
An Huadong said sternly, “Next time someone dares to scald you like this, you scald them back! Once the person who bullies you knows pain, they won’t dare to bully you again so easily.”
“Alright, alright, I got it.”
“And, don’t perform any surgeries these next few days. Wait till your hand is completely healed.”
“But I have two surgeries scheduled for tomorrow!”
“No problem, let your senior brother cover for you. You’ve covered for him so many times already; it’s his turn to cover for you now.”
Just then, Chi Cheng walked over, handing Ye Chuyi a tube of burn ointment, “The teacher is right, junior sister, it’s my turn to cover for you. My hands are pretty steady during surgeries now, you can rest easy and take a break.”
Ye Chuyi accepted the ointment, “Thank you, senior brother.”
She quickly changed her clothes and then left work.
However, she didn’t return to Sheng Tingyuan’s villa in the Bay Area, but to her own apartment.
As the youngest top doctor at Dome, she enjoyed great benefits; the hospital provided her with free housing, including all utilities covered.
The apartment was beautifully decorated and furnished to her own taste, everything in warm tones, making it very cozy.
Once home, her spirits wilted.
She was actually feeling quite unwell, having only kept up appearances at the hospital.
She found a thermometer and took her temperature, 38.7 degrees.
She was indeed running a fever.
It was probably caused by the burn.
She found some antipyretics, swallowed a pill, and then prepared to apply the burn ointment that her senior brother had given her.
There was a knock at the door, so she had to put down the ointment and go answer it.
Seeing the visitor, she was somewhat surprised, “Cong Ningyuan? What brings you here?”