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

  Yang Zongbao had finished smoking a pack of cigarettes and it was already 6 o'clock in the morning. The nurse in the operating room also started work, sweeping the floor. Yang Zongbao stretched his waist, put Wen Qu Xing back into his pocket, changed his clothes, and left the hospital. He wandered around outside for a while, bought four buns, ate two himself, and brought two back to the hospital.

  As soon as I changed into my work clothes and entered the office, I found Li Ze sitting at his desk with a very bad expression: "Where did you go? Don't you know that you can't leave before the end of work?"

  "Ah? Sorry." Yang Zongbao's most frequently spoken words since he started working were "sorry".

  "It's no wonder it's not a proper school, the students' quality is poor. Don't you know that you can't just walk around during work hours? What if there's an emergency? I was the one who inserted the tube for emergency rescue just now, I really don't know what you're doing here at work."

  So that's what happened! The ward had an emergency intubation just now, and the deputy director rushed over, so he was in a bad mood.

  "Sorry, I'll be more careful next time." Yang Zongbao apologized again.

  "Hmm." Seeing Yang Zongbao's attitude was really too good, Li Ze also read books and maintained his identity, so he didn't want to argue anymore: "Be more careful next time." He finally said this dryly.

  "Hmm." Yang Zongbao waited until Li Ze was out of sight before taking out the key to unlock the director's office door and placing the baozi on the director's desk.

  No one knew that Yang Zongbao had the key to the director's office, and no one knew that Yang Zongbao would bring breakfast for the director every morning. Just now, Yang Zongbao went out to buy breakfast for the director.

  After doing all this, Yang Zongbao returned to the office and sat in the corner waiting for a new day. Having not slept all night, he didn't know if he could get off work on time today, and that's what Yang Zongbao hoped for in his heart.

  People kept coming to the office, nurses and doctors, but no one noticed Yang Zongbao, as if he didn't exist. Occasionally someone would give him a friendly nod, but they wouldn't interact with him deeply. Everyone knew that Yang Zongbao was the only anesthesiologist in this operating room who did not graduate from a prestigious university.

  "Is everyone here?" The director was the last to walk into the office. Every morning, doctors and nurses in this operating room would hold a meeting together to discuss the day's operations.

  The director is a 50-year-old middle-aged man. He's very short and dark, but he has a lot of authority. Basically, when the director appears, others won't make any noise.

  "What happened last night?" The director spoke up.

  "Oh, there was a girl who cut her wrist and killed herself, nothing much happened. Young people these days..." Li Ze had already finished washing up, changed his clothes and was ready to go off duty.

  "Anything else? Yang Zongbao, you speak." The director looked at Yang Zongbao.

  “……”

  Everyone finds it strange why the director would ask this person, isn't the director always treating this person as if they didn't exist?

  Yang Zongbao himself didn't react in time and wondered why he suddenly looked at himself.

  "There's nothing else, there was an emergency intubation around 6 am, but Yang Zongbao ran out to eat breakfast, and I handled it personally. To say that Yang Zongbao really has no discipline..." Li Ze found a chance to vent and began to list out Yang Zongbao's mistakes non-stop.

  "Alright, let's discuss today's surgery. Yang Zongbao, don't go off duty today, go to operating room 8 for the esophageal cancer surgery." The director interrupted Li Ze's complaints and directly rejected the hope of letting Yang Zongbao off duty.

  Li Zede looked at Yang Zongbao with satisfaction, thinking that this punishment was severe enough. A surgery for esophageal cancer couldn't be completed in less than 8 hours. This way, Yang Zongbao would have to stay in the hospital for another day.

  Yang Zongbao looked at Li Ze's gloating expression with great helplessness, thinking that he had never done him any good after work, so why bother. Is it really like the little white mice in the laboratory, where most of the big mice in a cage will bully the smallest one? People are the same, indeed, where there are people, there is a world, and where there is a world, there is right and wrong.

  Resigned, after handing over, I drank two large cups of coffee. Perked up, put on a mask and hat, and went back into the operating room.

  Room 8, the patient with esophageal cancer arrived early, because the operation took a long time, the general surgery doctor also hoped not to delay the class, so he brought the patient into the operating room ahead of schedule.

  Preoperative preparations have been completed. Yang Zongbao found the big director in the office and said that it can start now.

  The director followed Yang Zongbao into the operating room, and the two of them didn't say a word. One pushed the medicine, and the other inserted the tube. The director pushed the medicine, and Yang Zongbao inserted the tube. After finishing all this, the director left, and Yang Zongbao finally let out a sigh of relief. His own parents, he really didn't know how to please them.

  I remember the first day of work, when Director Yang saw that Yang Zongbao had completed a lung cancer anesthesia by himself and did not leave the patient's side for half a step throughout the operation. At noon, everyone forgot that there was still a Yang Zongbao who hadn't come out to eat. No one replaced him for lunch either, until the director discovered this newcomer hadn't eaten yet during his routine inspection of the operating room. So he asked him why he didn't go eat.

  The director clearly remembered that Yang Zongbao replied, "Under no circumstances can a patient under full anesthesia be left unattended for half a step."

  It was this sentence that made the director let Yang Zongbao bring him breakfast the next day. Yang Zongbao indeed executed it without fail for a whole day. But he didn't know how to change his ways, and every day he would bring two meat buns that were as dull as thunder. He didn't know if it was because he wasn't particular about food, but after a month of eating meat buns every morning, his mouth really couldn't take it anymore.

  The operation for esophageal cancer is really long, Yang Zongbao can only move a ladder to stand on it and observe the progress of the operation in order not to fall asleep.

  The surgeons were chatting and laughing with the nurses, completely ignoring Yang Zongbao. It wasn't until Yang Zongbao spoke up to remind them: "I've finished suturing, I need to start reducing the anesthesia dosage now." that they suddenly realized there was such a person in the operating room.

  "Who are you?" asked Hu Dong, one of the directors of General Surgery, who was sitting on the side after the operation.

  "I'm new here." Yang Zongbao said with a smile.

  "Which school did you graduate from?" The director continued to ask.

  "A nameless university." This response from Yang Zongbao wasn't being pretentious, but every time he was asked this question, after answering, he would be met with a strange gaze. Even someone without feelings like a wooden person could sense the feeling. No matter how open-minded Yang Zongbao was, he couldn't withstand it, so now when people ask, he just says "nameless" and others will also know to stop asking further.

  As expected, Director Hu Dong was more sensible and no longer bothered with school issues.

  "Does the hospital have connections?" This is certain, no wonder others think so. Without good qualifications, one can only rely on relationships to get in.

  "No, because the hospital was openly recruiting, so I took the exam and got in by luck." Yang Zongbao's words were not a lie, although his family had connections, he himself had also entered through the hospital's open examination.

  "That exam was quite difficult, wasn't it? How did you do?" Hu Dong was also worried about this hospital's exam and thought he wouldn't pass even if he took it. The entire test was in English, with no Chinese at all, and the questions were on cutting-edge medicine, just like the US medical licensing exam. Many of the terms were unfamiliar to him. He wondered who had come up with these questions. Although the questions were strange, they did manage to produce two unusual results: one person got a perfect score, and another scored 10 points less than perfect. No one knew which department those two people were assigned to. Unfortunately, the grading of the exams was sealed, so only the grader knew who those two people were. Several people from his own department had also been assigned, but they were all just average. At first, he thought it might be the young person in front of him, but when he heard that the school wasn't good and that he was an undergraduate, he knew it couldn't be this young person.

  "I don't know how much. I didn't ask, they just directly notified me to come to work." Yang Zongbao replied truthfully. This time going to the hospital for the exam really made him sweat a lot. It was very difficult and took a lot of effort. After finishing the exam, no one informed him of his score, but instead let him start working directly. He thought that his family must have put in a lot of effort."

  "Oh." Director Hu Dong fell silent, no longer interested in speaking.

  The operation ended quickly, and at the last stitch of the surgery, Yang Zongbao accurately awakened the patient.

  Time is just right.

  Hu Dong was startled, for an anesthesiologist, this wasn't difficult to achieve, but those who could do it were usually anesthesiologists with 20 years of clinical experience who could accurately control the time. This required the anesthesiologist to be extremely familiar with every step of the surgical process and have a good understanding of the surgeon's techniques. Generally, there were many methods for the same surgery, and the patient's condition would often change suddenly, requiring a change in the surgical approach mid-procedure. Although this surgery was being performed as a teaching model for the new doctor, with every step following standard protocol, this new anesthesiologist was able to accurately grasp his rhythm, which alone made him stronger than the few graduate students he had brought along. Was this just a coincidence, or was it due to the new anesthesiologist's own abilities?

  It's fortunate that it was just a coincidence, if it were due to his own abilities, this new anesthesiologist wouldn't be mediocre. Thinking of this, Director Hu put aside his pride and asked: "What's your name?"

  "Yang Zongbao." Yang Zongbao was very surprised. The operation had finished, but Director Hu Dong hadn't left yet. He was waiting for him to clean up the operating table.

  Yang? Surname Yang? There isn't a very famous anesthesiologist with the surname Yang in the country.

  It can't be that he's from a medical family. In the hospital, apart from medical skills, being able to read people and gain an advantage is also very necessary. A little bit of observation can reveal the truth inside. But this new anesthesiologist is really too strange. If he really has skills, even without a family background, he should be able to make it on his own, after all, anesthesia is also very important for one's own surgery.

  "Hmm, shall we work together next time?" Hu Dong smiled and pulled down his scrub top, revealing the surgical gown underneath, leaving behind these words as he finally walked out of the operating room.

  Yang Zongbao found it strange that he hadn't revealed anything, so why did Hu Dong suddenly become so friendly and even indirectly invite him. It's worth noting that the head of surgery usually likes to choose their favorite anesthesiologist to work with. And it's worth noting that Hu Dong's last words before leaving implied that he would still choose Yang Zongbao for the next operation. This is extremely rare for a newcomer, like being favored by the emperor and becoming a palace maid. Was it because he thought Yang Zongbao was good-looking? Thinking of this, Yang Zongbao got goosebumps all over his body and tried not to think about it anymore.