Grandma bear!
Yu Shaohua got angry. Did they think he, the Dean, was dead?
Digging at his walls right in front of him, and acting so righteous about it, were they trying to turn the world upside down?
With a laugh, he pushed through the crowd, pulling Bai Xiao behind him, discreetly blocking everyone’s eager gazes. Trying to poach from me? They should see if I agree.
"Doctor Bai is an excellent backbone of our hospital and is indeed too busy to spare time for exchanges, isn’t that right, Doctor Bai?"
Bai Xiao nodded, "I’m sorry, my medical skills are just so-so. Don’t waste too much effort on me; it isn’t worth it." Stay humble, keep a low profile.
Yu Shaohua was satisfied, the girl knew her place. It wasn’t that he wouldn’t let Bai Xiao go out, it was just that such remarkable national essence of traditional medicine shouldn’t be sold cheap to foreigners.
Even if it were an exchange, it should be between hospitals in great China.
The foreign experts’ enthusiasm was immediately extinguished.
They realized it wasn’t appropriate to poach in front of a Dean and that they had gone too far, not knowing the rules. Even in their country, they wouldn’t poach openly; such actions were done in private.
They all made up their minds to wait until nightfall to secretly visit with a translator. Of course, such matters should be approached quietly.
"Director Jin has woken up." The nurse from the ward had already called to inform them.
This was the Dean’s order! After all, although the acupuncture seemed to have successfully replaced the anesthesia, it was necessary to wait and see how the patient recovered upon waking up.
Director Zhu immediately went to the ward with Dean Yu Shaohua, and Bai Xiao followed suit. Staying behind would have left her to be devoured by the experts.
She understood very well. Seeing the miraculous acupuncture, everyone was eager to learn. It wasn’t that acupuncture in China wasn’t impressive; Bai Xiao had seen incredible acupuncture doctors in her previous life who could really use needling to replace the anesthesia. But she was not one of them.
She was a fake.
So-called academic discussions were not something she indulged in. Even if it killed her, Bai Xiao would stick to being a traditional acupuncturist, with family secrets never to be shared.
They would die before being shared.
Even if she wished to share, she’d tell you to experience death once first. Choose any way you want to nearly die, and only after a brush with death would she consider talking.
Not considering her a lunatic would be odd.
Tough.
How could the foreign experts just patiently wait in the meeting room? Upon hearing that the patient had woken up, of course, they wanted to be led by the translator immediately to see the condition of the patient, to personally verify his clarity and awareness.
The translator had no choice but to lead them, not knowing where the specific patient was staying without the nurse’s guidance.
Seeing the stir, the nurse hurriedly had someone notify the Dean.
In Jin Junshan’s ward, as soon as he opened his eyes, his mind was still lingering on a big plate of pork knuckles he had been dreaming about, holding and gnawing at them just moments ago.
The skin was crispy and golden on the outside, tender and smooth on the inside, simply melting in the mouth, not greasy at all. He was eating to his heart’s content when he suddenly woke up, smacking his lips, yearning for more. Why couldn’t he have finished eating in his dream before waking up?
In reality, he was woken up by the sting of the nurse trying to insert an IV needle. Today’s IV was administered by a new intern nurse whose skills were still lacking, unable to get the needle in on the first try. Jin Junshan was sleeping soundly, so the nervous nurse had to try twice more before succeeding. Jin Junshan awoke suddenly to her surprise.
The young nurse was