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

  Ding ding ding......

  Kang Le hadn't sat down yet when the phone rang.

  "What a nuisance, really can't let people be at ease." Kang Le put down his chopsticks and rushed out of the break room to the office to answer the phone.

  Li Sisi saw Yang Zongbao continuing to eat with Kang Le's chopsticks and felt uncomfortable, so she directly took a new pair and handed them to Yang Zongbao: "Here, not hygienic."

  "It doesn't matter, I don't mind." Yang Zongbao wasn't a fool and naturally understood what Li Sisi was getting at, but he wasn't someone to be trifled with.

  Perhaps knowing that she had gone a bit too far, Li Sisi's voice became softer and softer. In the end, there was no sound at all, sitting on one side, not eating anything either.

  Yang Zongbao seemed unaffected, continuing to eat as if nothing was wrong, even though his mouth had become so numb from the spiciness that he couldn't taste anything else. At this moment, Yang Zongbao didn't have any time or energy to bother with romantic entanglements.

  "Damn it, on the first day of the new year, I got acute pancreatitis from eating too much. We're in trouble, hurry up and prepare, this can't be solved in a few hours." Kang Le rushed in to inform them, then snatched the chopsticks from Yang Zongbao's hand, hastily ate a few mouthfuls, and threw them down before running off.

  "Come on, hurry up."

  "Let's go." Yang Zongbao stood up tiredly, he didn't sleep last night and it seemed like he couldn't catch up on his rest today.

  Pancreatitis is a surgical operation of hepatobiliary surgery, the chief surgeon is Liu Chun. Yang Zongbao and I are old acquaintances.

  The patient's condition was extremely serious and had lost consciousness by the time he was wheeled into the operating room.

  Liu Chun and Yang Zongbao were anaesthetized. Without saying a word to him, they took two doctors onto the stage to start the operation.

  Kang Le gave Yang Zongbao a look. Yang Zongbao understood her meaning. It was obvious that Liu Chun had an ugly face, and it didn't take a look to know he wasn't in the mood. Who would go and knock on that gun muzzle for no reason? Wasn't this just asking for trouble?

  The operation was relatively smooth except for taking a long time without any other unexpected situations.

  If you don't count the surgeon's bad face, it was a relatively pleasant experience.

  After the operation, Yang Zongbao and circulating nurse Li Sisi sent the patient back to the ward together. The two parted ways after sending the patient back, Li Sisi needed to deal with some things, and Yang Zongbao pushed the cart alone to send the patient's car back to the operating room.

  As he passed by the operating room where the surgery had just been performed, he found that although the lights were off, Liu Chun was still inside. Yang Zongbao was afraid that something might have happened, so he pushed open the door and went in to take a look.

  "Director Liu?" Yang Zongbao found Liu Chun standing motionless beside the anesthesia machine.

  Liu Chun stared straight at Yang Zongbao, his forehead bursting with blue veins.

  "Director Liu? What's wrong?" Yang Zongbao was uncertain about her current mental state.

  “……”

  Not getting an answer is the most terrifying thing. Liu Chun stood in the darkness, and Yang Zongbao felt that those eyes were all green.

  Suddenly, Yang Zongbao's hand was caught and he was pushed back onto the operating table. Liu Chun quickly flipped over and knelt on top of him, her legs straddling his waist.

  Because the operating table was relatively narrow, Yang Zongbao worried about Liu Chun's current mental state and didn't dare to use force to struggle, otherwise falling down wouldn't be a joke.

  "Director Liu? Are you okay now?" Yang Zongbao supported Liu Chun's shoulders, keeping her from getting close to him.

  "I'm fine, I'm too damn normal. How about you, aren't you afraid?" Liu Chun suddenly stretched out his hand to Yang Zongbao's **.

  Because the surgical scrub pants are relatively loose, the waistbands are all tied. So as long as you pull it will fall off. Director Liu Chun skillfully pulled open Yang Zongbao's pant belt.

  Yang Zongbao grasped his belt with both hands and remained silent for a moment before saying, "Are you certain?"

  "What am I sure of? I'm damn sure." Liu Chun said and pressed his lips onto Yang Zongbao's.

  "Nonsense." Yang Zongbao got angry and thought that even if it was like this, he wouldn't be inferior.

  He picked up the woman on his body, turned over and got off the operating table, pressing the woman onto the operating table...

  The operating room still had a faint smell of blood after the surgery, and the bloody footprints on the floor had not been cleaned up. The heavy breathing of the two people in the darkness was like the low growl of two wild beasts, needing each other, licking each other's wounds.

  Half a moment later, the two of them fell silent.

  Yang Zongbao pulled up his pants, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak. He felt a bit reckless, and had some regrets in his heart. This was a hospital, after all, and the other person was an external director.

  Liu Chun put on his clothes and somehow produced a cigarette from somewhere, its red glow flashing in the darkness.

  "Sorry." Yang Zongbao thought he might have hurt the other person.

  "It's nothing, I did it on purpose. But you're also quite quick." Liu Chun was very open-minded.

  The mature and beautiful face seemed a bit enchanting in the dark. Yang Zongbao thought that maybe this was why he couldn't hold himself back just now. But being described as "fast" was something no man could accept, right?

  Yang Zongbao dropped the pants he had picked up, grabbed Liu Chun's hand that was holding a cigarette, and forcibly pulled her into his arms, kissing her mouth.

  "Uh... uh..." Liu Chun cried out in pain, her fragmented moans all swallowed up by Yang Zongbao. Her freed hands pounded furiously at Yang Zongbao's back. Yang Zongbao held down Liu Chun's head with one hand to prevent her from escaping, while his other hand slapped mercilessly at Liu Chun's shapely buttocks.

  Liu Chun Yue was heavily pounding Yang Zong Bao's back, and the more she pounded, the harder he slapped her buttocks.

  The two people were like they were dueling, completely forgetting the desperate entanglement from just now. Unlike the probing and caution from earlier, it was now a complete struggle between beasts fighting for their territory. Perhaps both of them knew in their hearts that whoever took a step back first would lose.

  Finally, Liu Chun couldn't bear it anymore, her hands stopped moving, and she buried her face in Yang Zongbao's shoulder, sobbing quietly.

  Yang Zongbao released his hand stuck on her neck and instead gently patted her back.

  Uh, unexpectedly a sharp pain on the shoulder. Liu Chun suddenly bit down on Yang Zongbao's shoulder. The flesh on Yang Zongbao's shoulder was almost torn off, and he had to slap Liu Chun before he could make him let go of his mouth.

  Liu Chun couldn't believe it and covered her face with her hands, staring at Yang Zongbao in shock.

  Yang Zongbao's anger suddenly flared up, and he pushed Liu Chun onto the anesthetic table, scolding him severely.

  "You're not even a man, can't you use some strength? I haven't even felt your thing moving." Liu Chun seemed to have reached a certain point, from her initial resistance to now tightly grasping Yang Zongbao's back, her legs clamped around his waist, and she was shouting wildly.

  Yang Zongbao was certain that Director Liu had a problem and pushed her away despite her objections, then put on his clothes.

  "You're sick." Liu Chun was dissatisfied, jumping down from the anesthesia platform, his chest tightly pressed against Yang Zongbao's back, his hands wrapped around to the front, slowly teasing Yang Zongbao's still-unfaded desire.

  But was still ruthlessly pushed away by Yang Zongbao.

  Having been rejected once and again, Liu Chun also got angry: "What's so great about you?" After finishing speaking, he also put on his clothes and prepared to walk out of the operating room.

  Yang Zongbao took a step ahead and grabbed Liu Chun's hand: "How long have you been addicted?"

  "What did you say?" Liu Chun flung off Yang Zongbao's hand with a slightly panicked and intense motion.

  Yang Zongbao grasped it tightly: "You can't deceive me. Many doctors, due to long-term work pressure, will take some antidepressant-like medications. This can temporarily maintain their high-efficiency working state, but in plain terms, this kind of medicine is just a low-dose poison. Taking it for a long time will lead to addiction." Yang Zongbao stared straight into Liu Chun's eyes.

  "What makes you say I'm taking drugs? Do you have any evidence?"

  Liu Chun's face now has an unknown flush of excitement or other reasons.

  "Because I used to take it."

  Seeing Liu Chun's face full of disbelief, Yang Zongbao continued: "It's not just you who has a lot of pressure."

  Liu Chun stopped struggling and pulled his hand back from Yang Zongbao's slightly relaxed palm. He turned around, sat down on a footstool, put the cigarette that had been thrown to the ground and extinguished earlier into his mouth, and took a hard drag: "So far I haven't slept for 72 hours. Now I'm extremely tired."

  Yang Zongbao did not speak and continued waiting for what was coming next.

  "I've never shown weakness. It's not easy for a woman to get to my position, and the sacrifices are even greater than those of men." Liu Chun stopped and took another drag on her extinguished cigarette: "During the New Year, no one wants to be on duty, but as a director, I must take the lead. Others may be directors who are masters, but I'm just a servant girl. Women, no matter how good your skills are, if you show even a little weakness, all sorts of rumors will find their way to you. For example, now that you're a director, it's said that you got there by sleeping with thousands and riding on the backs of tens of thousands. Everyone can't stand seeing you have any advantages, and they'll try to drag you down."

  Yang Zongbao hugged his arms and looked at the woman sitting in the corner, thinking that this woman's madness had not passed yet. So was it herself taking advantage of others' misfortune or her borrowing medicine to pretend to be mad? But no matter which situation, it had nothing to do with himself. Who would suffer from this confusing account after all?

  "Do you often do this?" Yang Zongbao thought that he hadn't taken any protective measures just now, and if he fell into this place, it would be too costly.

  "What do you mean? Do you think I'm easy?" A woman's desire, when unrelieved, is indeed unreasonable.

  "The way you are now..." Yang Zongbao's following words didn't come out, but anyone could hear them, the next thing he was going to say was that if Liu Chun always casually grabbed a man like this, it would be too unreliable.

  "Get out, I ate too much today. This is also a way for me to vent my exhaustion." Liu Chun stood up and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can: "Don't worry, I won't go looking for trouble. You're the first person I've told at the hospital."

  "Is there anyone else?" Yang Zongbao felt a strange feeling in his heart. It was like using chopsticks that someone else had used, not disgusting, but still uncomfortable.

  "What's wrong, have you eaten vinegar?" Liu Chun joked.

  "No, just feel like it's a disposable product, belongs to the throwaway type." Yang Zongbao saw Liu Chun being so open-minded and he also started making some jokes.

  "How is this possible?" Liu Chun exclaimed: "You're a defective product, useless and abandoned."

  "Nonsense." Yang Zongbao was furious. This old woman, relying on her few good looks, made him feel a bit guilty towards her, and yet she insulted people like this.

  The man in front pushed Liu Chun to the ground.

  Liu Chun fought desperately, but didn't dare make a sound, because from far away, she heard someone push open the door and enter the operating room. Originally, this tiny sound wouldn't have been noticeable during the day, but today was New Year's Day, and the operating room was unusually quiet.