Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

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  The house is still in a smokeless quarrel.

  Suddenly everyone stopped as if they were waiting for a signal.

  The manager gave Yang Zongbao a nod of approval: "You're very clever."

  "Thank you." Yang Zongbao took all of it according to the list.

  "What are you talking about?" Baoguo seemed completely confused.

  "Get out." Yang Zongbao kicked Bao Guo: "I told you to pretend, everyone has left, what are you still pretending for?"

  The country-protecting god scratched his head with a sheepish grin: "The play is over, heh heh."

  "You're doing great." The manager's praise this time sounded more sincere.

  "What I've always wanted to know is whether you have a physical disability or not?" Yang Zongbao looked at the manager from head to toe with ill intentions.

  "Get out of here, I'm a decent person. The title 'Zongguan' is just a nickname that others call me randomly." Zongguan threw a chicken leg at Yang Zongbao.

  Yang Zongbao caught it with one hand and started gnawing on it.

  Really don't like eating chicken legs, Yang Zongbao took two bites and threw it away.

  "Who was that just now?"

  "A man with a heart." The manager said leisurely while smoking.

  "Oh." Yang Zongbao didn't care anymore. This New Year's Eve was dull and uninteresting, making people feel lethargic.

  It wasn't until dawn broke that Yang Zongbao finally had an excuse to lead his own gains out of the Yang family mansion.

  Shen Lian didn't know where she had run off to. It was also understandable, as Yang Zongbao was a complete bore with no sense of romance or fun, far less exciting than the nighttime activities in the big mansion up front. Plus, some stars who were on the right track and others who weren't came over for the New Year's Eve party, so Shen Lian spent the whole night indulging in pleasures without knowing where she was.

  "Brother Bao, you've had a great harvest tonight." Bao Guo followed Yang Zongbao out of the gate.

  Because I still need to drive Yang Zongbao back to the city.

  "It's okay, who was eavesdropping last night?" Yang Zongbao sat in the back seat of the car, looking out the window, his mind wandering to who-knew-what.

  "I don't know, anyone is possible, but generally at night there's no one at the old lady's place."

  "Oh." Having received Bao Guo's response, Yang Zongbao became even more disheartened: "Go to the hospital, you're on duty today."

  Yang Zongbao was on duty on New Year's Day.

  Arrived at the hospital, Bao Guo insisted on staying with Yang Zongbao, but was sent away by him.

  On the first day of the Lunar New Year, even those who stayed in the hospital were greatly reduced. As soon as Yang Zongbao entered the operating room, he didn't see the second-line doctor on duty. However, through the duty roster, he knew it was his arch-nemesis Li Ze.

  "Yang Zongbao, nothing's up today, let's have hot pot." Kang Le suddenly appeared behind Yang Zongbao and patted him on the back.

  "Alright, but I didn't bring anything. How about I have a few meal tickets here, go to the small shop and exchange them for a bottle of Coke each?" Yang Zongbao felt very embarrassed.

  "Okay, I'll go cook now and let you taste my skills." Kang Le was still so cheerful and had a great personality.

  But there's no quiet time in the hospital, by the time Yang Zongbao changed 4 bottles of Coke and returned to the operating room. He saw Kang Le panting and complaining: "I don't know which idiot in ophthalmology wants emergency surgery."

  "What's wrong?" Yang Zongbao handed her a bottle of Coke and asked casually.

  "Oh, thank you." Kang Le took the Coke and said: "It has nothing to do with you. A firecracker player accidentally injured his eyes. It's simple to dig out an eyeball, it has nothing to do with you."

  "Oh, I'll go cook the hot pot then." Since digging out his own eyeball had nothing to do with him, Yang Zongbao took it upon himself to undertake the heavy responsibility of cooking the hot pot.

  "No need, Li Sisi is cooking, you go and lend a hand." Kang Le quickly spoke and rushed into the operating room to prepare.

  The place for cooking hot pot is in the doctor's rest room, because there is a TV, a sofa set, and a tea table inside. Plus during the Chinese New Year period, it's hard to order takeout outside, so doctors and nurses usually bring their own food to cook and eat.

  When Yang Zongbao entered, Li Sisi was putting the hot pot seasoning into the pot on the electromagnetic stove. Seeing Yang Zongbao enter, she didn't look up and only suspiciously blushed slightly.

  "Going to work?" Yang Zongbao responded perfunctorily.

  "Hmm." Fortunately, Li Sisi also responded with a sentence, but her eyes didn't leave the pot.

  This is the first time they have spoken since their last unpleasantness between them.

  "What's for dinner?" The awkward atmosphere between the two couldn't let Li Sisi find a topic to ease it. Yang Zongbao had no choice but to force himself up.

  "Mutton and cabbage."

  Li Sisi's response immediately shut down Yang Zongbao's topic again, but fortunately she quickly reacted and added a sentence: "Director Li will eat outside and come back."

  "Oh." Yang Zongbao responded with his mouth, but in his heart he thought, it's better if they don't come, so as to avoid any unpleasantness among everyone.

  The hot pot has been cooked for a long time, but Kang Le is still nowhere to be seen.

  "What's wrong? You should have been back long ago." Li Sisi couldn't bear the long silence and spoke up.

  "I'll go take a look." Yang Zongbao also didn't want the two of them to sit there with nothing to say, so he proactively suggested going to the operating room to take a look.

  During the New Year's holiday, the operating rooms were all empty. For convenience, Kang Le opened a room near the entrance of the operating room.

  "What's wrong?" Yang Zongbao stood at the door of the operating room and called out to Kang Le.

  "I have no idea, anyway it's been an hour and still not finished. The patient is pitiful, I don't know how many local anesthesia needles have been used." Kang Le's tone was unpleasant, and you could hear that he was holding back his anger.

  "Connect the ECG monitor, this patient is too quiet." Yang Zongbao sensed something was off, put on his mask and hat, and walked into the operating room.

  "Alright." Kang Le was still relatively trustworthy in Yang Zongbao's eyes. After speaking, Yang Zongbao went to do it.

  "What are you doing coming in during the operation?" The surgeon was extremely perplexed by Yang Zongbao's sudden intrusion.

  "Oh, sorry, I saw that there was a lot of bleeding, so I measured the blood pressure." Yang Zongbao said with a good temper, inserting hands into someone else's surgery is not right, and this kind of enucleation surgery really doesn't have much room for insertion.

  "Hmm."

  Yang Zongbao had a good temper, so the surgeon didn't make things difficult for him. He just grunted to show his dissatisfaction.

  As soon as the ECG monitor was connected, problems arose. Actually, when Kang Le was operating earlier, Yang Zongbao had a premonition, because the patient didn't show any resistance. As a result, now that the patient's blood pressure is out, unexpectedly he has gone into shock.

  "Excuse me for interrupting, but the patient is in a state of shock. Do you think we need to hang an IV saline drip?" Yang Zongbao said with a gentle tone.

  "Is that so? I still have some time, you can hang up." The surgeon also agreed with Yang Zongbao's opinion immediately.

  After the saline drip was hung up, Kang Le finally put his mind at ease. He pulled Yang Zongbao to one side and said anxiously, "Should we call their department head? If things go on like this, I'm afraid something will happen."

  Yang Zongbao looked at the operating table and finally made up his mind, saying: "Call him."

  "I'll go make the call. You take a look, I don't know where it came from, it's an eyeball, can cause shock to the patient, first time I've seen this." Kang Le hastily ran out, not noticing the volume of his voice. He attracted the attention of the surgical doctor, but the expression behind the mask couldn't be seen, only the exposed eyes revealed anger.

  It's not the doctor's fault either, anyone who hears this would be annoyed.

  Yang Zongbao could only smile awkwardly.

  Kang Le hung up the phone and immediately came back, sitting down on one side with Yang Zongbao.

  Time was ticking away bit by bit, and after three hours had passed, Kang Le could no longer sit still.

  "What's wrong with you? Just a hole in the eye, but look how long it took, blood is almost flowing out. If you can't do it, then don't do it."

  "What did you say?" The surgeon was already very nervous, the operation wasn't going as smoothly as he had imagined, and he himself was also somewhat at a loss, so he suddenly became flustered.

  "What are you talking about? You're just saying that I'm incompetent and a quack doctor. The patient is in this state, and you still have the nerve to talk back?" Kang Le's temper also flared up.

  "Alright, let's just drop it." Yang Zongbao played the peacemaker. After all, this doctor Yang Zongbao really couldn't say anything about it. Just one look and you could tell he was that kind of person who put in twice the effort but got half the results, someone who took every word seriously, but often with not-so-good outcomes. For people like him, Yang Zongbao really couldn't find fault: "Has the head of ophthalmology arrived?"

  "I just made a phone call and I'm on my way." Kang Le was still anxious.

  "You'd better stop the bleeding first, this won't do. Kang Le, go call for some blood." Yang Zongbao didn't want the two to quarrel, after all, the patient was still on the operating table.

  "What kind of blood? Didn't you see that he didn't even test the patient's blood type?" As soon as the transfusion was mentioned, Kang Le's anger ignited.

  Just as she was about to reach her limit, the head of ophthalmology appeared, hastily cleaned up the mess left by that doctor and solved the problem of removing the eyeball within ten minutes.

  "Sorry about that, our new PhD in ophthalmology is still getting used to it." The director of the eye department apologized to Kang Le.

  This is not to say that the status of nurses is high, but because sometimes the arrangement of the operating room and the quality of the instruments depend on the relationship with the nurse, so even a general director will be polite to the operating room nurse. Let alone a new doctor in their own department who made a mistake.

  "Another new PhD, huh..." Kang Le drawled.

  Yang Zongbao knew what she was referring to. Director Hu Dong's nephew almost got ruined by the so-called doctor. But Yang Zongbao knew about this, and the ophthalmology director also knew that after all, the hospital was just a small place. As soon as there was any wind or movement, it would spread throughout the entire hospital. So the ophthalmology director had no choice but to lead his people away with their tails between their legs.

  "I'll go send the patient off, you all eat first." Kang Le pushed Yang Zongbao out of the operating room and himself wheeled the patient out.

  "How come so late?" Li Sisi stared at the hot pot that had been opened for 3 hours, constantly adding water, and the soup inside had become a paste-like state, waiting for Yang Zongbao to come back in again, with a naturally unhappy tone.

  "There's been an incident with the patient inside."

  "Oh."

  Li Sisi didn't know why she was so anxious just now, but as soon as she heard that the patient had something urgent, her hanging heart instantly fell to the ground.

  "Is everything all right now?"

  "It's gone." Yang Zongbao didn't stand on ceremony either. Without a bowl, he picked up a disposable paper cup and started eating with a pair of disposable chopsticks.

  Li Sisi couldn't help but secretly laugh at Yang Zongbao's eating manner.

  "I'm exhausted, you start eating already." Kang Le sent the patient away and came in with a whoosh, not being polite at all, snatched Yang Zongbao's chopsticks and started eating: "It's really hot."

  "You're dirty, eating with someone else's chopsticks." Li Sisi was unhappy.

  "It's okay, I don't mind him being dirty."

  Ugh, Yang Zongbao thought to himself, I'm disgusted by your filth. Fortunately, everyone who enters the operating room has undergone a physical examination and has been vaccinated against basic diseases, so they won't contract anything like hepatitis or tuberculosis.