"Mr. Feng, don’t worry, I’ll make sure to solidly learn all the knowledge. This time I was really a bit reckless; if it weren’t for you being someone I’m familiar with, I wouldn’t have dared to do this. It’s my brother, after all—I can’t just stand by and watch him have any mishaps.
My only request for you is to keep today’s events under wraps. I don’t have a medical license, and if this gets out, you’d be partially responsible, Mr. Feng."
Jiang Xiaoxiao was now doing some damage control.
She hadn’t yet gotten her medical license, yet dared to perform surgery on a patient—this was an evident blemish, and if an adversary ever appeared, they would surely seize on it.
Old Feng glared for a moment but couldn’t suppress a laugh.
"You cheeky girl, now you finally understand the kind of responsibility Old Feng is taking on for you. If this leaks out, I won’t even need to be the director anymore. No need for you to say it."
Leaking out is not a worry, because he’s discovered a genius in the process.
Such a protégé, even if it means taking some responsibility, is worth it for him.
In his heart, Old Feng was ready to cultivate Jiang Xiaoxiao as his apprentice; he didn’t care about Old Meng.
This was Old Meng’s granddaughter-in-law, but when it comes time to seize the opportunity, it must be seized. How can a uniquely talented child be reserved just for Old Meng?
Whoever captures her becomes the rightful mentor.
Jin Xuebin immediately assured.
"Director, Doctor Jiang, I swear, I won’t say anything about today. Plus, I’ll restrain everyone in the emergency room too—such a successful surgery is our hospital’s pride.
"Doctor Jin, you really struck gold today. Even if it was me, Old Feng, doing the surgery, it might not have been done as well as Doctor Jiang did. Doctor Jiang treated you like a student today, explaining while doing the procedure. You really had some good fortune today."
Old Feng himself was envious of Jin Xuebin’s luck. In his days as a student, no mentor explained things so thoroughly; mostly, you had to observe and ponder on your own later, only asking questions when absolutely necessary.
And even then, you’d face a scolding from your teacher. Unlike Jiang Xiaoxiao, who explained everything in such detail while performing.
Jin Xuebin grinned foolishly, "Doctor Jiang, you’re amazing! I really learned something real from you this time. In your hands, this splenectomy seemed like child’s play. Please guide me more in the future."
Jiang Xiaoxiao chuckled.
"Doctor Jin, I’m really not qualified for you to ask for guidance. I’m not even a doctor yet. I’m just a freshman at the medical university who hasn’t even reported yet. So, please keep today’s event a secret, Doctor Jin. Otherwise, things will spiral out of control, and your director will suffer with me."
Her cheerful demeanor was endearing.
Old Feng playfully flicked her head.
"Alright, girl, I know. I’m accompanying you in this gamble. For something this big, shouldn’t you consider taking me as a teacher? Let me tell you, this is not a favor easily repaid.
If you don’t accept me as your mentor, I might just leak this incident, and it will be front-page news tomorrow. It’ll be a successful case for our hospital. Then it’ll be your grandmother’s turn to worry."
This was a blatant threat.
"Mr. Feng, even if you want to be my mentor, you can’t, because you’re not a university professor. Even if I wanted to accept you, I’d have to wait until after I graduate, right? I promise when my internship comes, I’ll surely come to your hospital to apprentice under you, alright?"
"Don’t sweet-talk this old man. Let me tell you, you’ll surely intern at our hospital, but you must apprentice too. By the way, the university president called me just a few days ago, inviting me to be an honorary professor.
I agreed, so I’ll be your professor. You won’t lose by taking me as your mentor."
Jin Xuebin pursed his lips, standing aside quietly like a quail.
In their eyes, Old Feng, the stern and wise director, also had moments of such trickery—like a street rogue!
But at this moment, how could he dare to voice any objection? Although internally indignant, wanting to protect Doctor Jiang.
The vulnerable Doctor Jiang was being bullied by their own director.
Yet, he didn’t have the guts. If he acted on his indignation, standing up like a hero, the director could dismiss him immediately.
Besides, he was secretly pleased, thinking if Doctor Jiang came to their hospital.
Wouldn’t there be ample learning opportunities then? Doctor Jiang wasn’t secretive, just like during the surgery, where every part was thoroughly explained.
He wouldn’t need to wrack his brain over questions afterward; simply documenting the detailed surgical steps meant gaining practical experience.
With Doctor Jiang around, he’d have even more chances to seek guidance and learn.
Moreover, Old Feng being Doctor Jiang’s mentor was an indirect benefit.
He couldn’t mess up such a grand opportunity their director was orchestrating.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was stunned by Old Feng’s cheekiness.
Could things really work this way?
"Mr. Feng, I’m very tired. Can you let me rest for a bit? I feel dizzy."
Jiang Xiaoxiao held her forehead—she was genuinely dizzy.
Why did this feeling seem so familiar...?
And then she collapsed with a thud.
Old Feng and Doctor Jin were scared out of their wits, quickly helping her out.
Upon seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao being brought out, Song Moting was also startled.
He quickly took her into his arms, "What happened to her?"
Wasn’t she going for surgery?
Why would she faint during surgery?
What kind of surgery is this!
Song Moting’s face turned pale with urgency, his questioning tone quickly turning into an interrogation.
Fortunately, Old Feng quickly perceived that this was someone who cared deeply for his wife, ready to panic.
The Song family was known for their affection for their wives.
He hastily reassured him that they had already checked Jiang Xiaoxiao, and physically, nothing was wrong—it seemed to be due to exhaustion, causing her to sleep.
Probably because she just lost so much blood and operated while standing focused for a long time.
She needed a good rest for a bit.
Song Moting suddenly recalled the time Jiang Xiaoxiao had slept for three days and nights.
It also happened after she helped with childbirth; perhaps this time was the same.
Jiang Xiaoxiao lay in the hospital room, while Jiang Lei was sent to the ICU.
Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi were utterly at a loss, with one staying by their son’s side and the other by Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Now that both kids were in the hospital, Fan Xiuying felt her heart might break.
Why would heaven be so cruel, letting both her children face problems together?
Fan Xiuying was on the verge of collapse.
In her life, she had never felt so painful and yet had to endure it; this was a first.
Oh children, please be alright.