Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...
"Awake?" Yang Zongbao didn't know how he wouldn't notice someone standing at the door, looking at him. He just didn't know what that woman was going to say again. After waiting for half a day without any movement, his face was almost seen through by her, so he had no choice but to speak up and break the silence.
"Uh-huh."
Somehow, Mei Wen softly responded with a gentle voice. But immediately reacted and cleared her throat to say loudly: "Yeah, I'm awake."
Yang Zongbao got up, turned off the light, stretched his waist, walked around Mei Wenshen and went to brush his teeth.
Mei Wenxin was still annoyed in her heart, wasn't she herself not that unbearable to look at? Her skin was pretty good too, but that weirdo just wouldn't give her a straight glance, and it wasn't like she had neglected him much yesterday, did he have to hold such a grudge?
The atmosphere between the two people was a bit strange from early on.
"Wife, have you eaten?"
Zhang Lanfeng rushed in like a happy poodle, and hugged Mei Wenxi tightly: "That Yang Zongbao didn't bully you, did he? You don't know, wife, I was worried. Think about it, just you and Yang Zongbao alone in the room, what if that guy's beastly nature erupts? Although he's a disabled person now, a dead camel is bigger than a horse, who knows..."
Yang Zongbao was sweating profusely one night, went in to take a bath, and saw such an eye-catching scene, just two people chatting with each other, but the words they said seemed to be cursing themselves.
"I'm fine." Mei's voice was unintentionally laced with a coquettish tone, leaving the listener enchanted.
"It's fine as long as nothing's wrong, it's fine as long as nothing's wrong. Come and eat this fried dough stick, I just bought it."
Yang Zongbao saw the young couple ignoring him and naturally walked out of the bedroom.
Today is Saturday, I should go to work too.
Haven't even reached the school gate yet and was blocked by an old acquaintance.
"Hey, isn't this Yang Da's high-achieving student? What's going on, our case hasn't been solved yet."
Lu Zhong has a haggard look, with a yellow complexion and thin muscles, looking like he's about to die prematurely. Seeing him early in the morning is really unpleasant.
“……”
Yang Zongbao was originally somewhat dispirited, but now that he had seen this shocking and terrifying ugly face, he was suddenly nauseated into instant wakefulness.
Luo Chong brought eight people this time, two of whom were the white-haired demon boys who had been shaved by Yang Zongbao, and another was the fat man. These three came to take revenge this time. Unfortunately, it was in the schoolyard, and even though it was relatively early, there were still many onlookers from a distance.
Lu Chong saw Yang Zongbao's eyes gradually becoming sharper, and he was actually a little afraid. He remembered the way he fought desperately that day, and it really made him feel a bit apprehensive. However, this thought was instantly suppressed.
"Today, you kneel down and kowtow to me, nothing will happen, if you don't, I'll beat you to death."
"Old clichés, what's the point of so much nonsense?" Yang Zongbao felt a wave of pain and it seemed he was in for another round of physical punishment.
"Stop."
Just as Yang Zongbao was preparing to be beaten, a unexpected person suddenly appeared - Zhou Yi.
I don't know why Zhou Yi appeared at the school gate at this time.
"Mind your own business, it's none of your concern."
Luochong knew that the sooner the matter was settled, the better. Moreover, this university had hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and he only came to save face today, no need to make another enemy.
"I saw you bullying my classmate early this morning, what does it have to do with me?" Zhou Yi stood in front of Yang Zongbao, intentionally or unintentionally hiding him behind his back.
"Nonsense! A self-delivering idiot, just one punch is enough." The white-haired man said immediately.
"How did you know these people?" Zhou Yi asked Yang Zongbao without turning his head.
"That bald guy is unfamiliar, out of eight people I only know two."
Yang Zongbao's words made the white-haired man furious, this was a blatant provocation. Because Yang Zongbao had given him a Mediterranean shave, he had to shave his head bald, and now that some hair stubble had grown out, from a distance it looked no different from being bald, and this humiliation would continue until his hair grew to a certain length.
"What's with all the nonsense? Are you guys going to fight or not, I'm in a hurry for work." Zhou Yi rolled up his sleeves, ready to throw down.
But someone on the other side whispered two sentences in Luo Chong's ear.
Luo Chong glared at Yang Zongbao and Zhou Yi with hatred, spat out two vicious sentences, and left.
The onlookers saw there was nothing worth watching and dispersed.
"You're really good at causing trouble." Zhou Yi said to Yang Zongbao.
"None, being bothered by unfamiliar dogs."
"Are you going to work?"
"Uh-huh."
"Hurry up and go, or we'll be late."
At this time, Feng Yuxiang, who had been standing aside all along, stepped forward and urged, visibly impatient.
"Go with him." Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment.
"Whatever."
Feng Yuxiang finished speaking and walked away calmly.
"Wait a minute." Yang Zongbao felt it necessary to correct some of this kid's attitude.
“……”
Feng Yuxiang remained silent, waiting for Yang Zongbao to come up with something.
"You are not allowed to wear headphones in the operating room, and you are not allowed to turn on your phone. You perform the operation yourself, and you record the medication dosage yourself." Yang Zongbao stared straight at Feng Yuxiang.
"What right does he have?" Feng Yuxiang's words were filled with suppressed anger, this was the worst treatment he had ever received in his many years as a student.
"Rules of the operating room: if you can't follow them, don't go in."
"Is this revenge? Overseas operating rooms don't have so many requirements, do they?" Feng Yuxiang refused to budge.
"No, this is the rule. In domestic, provincial hospitals, operating rooms are like this. I don't want you to be special, students should follow the rules before they have their own style. If you think it's reasonable abroad, then go abroad, no one is stopping you. Plus, I'm your supervising teacher, and I hope you maintain respect for my teaching."
"Hmph." Feng Yuxiang suddenly turned around and walked towards the school: "Zhou Yi has gone too far, this is a personal vendetta."
"This..." Zhou Yi suddenly felt that Feng Yuxiang was being a bit too much, as if he were just an object being manipulated by him. However, considering they were friends, it wasn't good to blow up at the scene.
"Zhou Yi wants me to go with him to the operating room, after all he did a good job and followed the rules."
"Can he, who can't even handle a medicine bottle properly, do it well?"
Feng Yuxiang only realized he had misspoken after the words left his mouth, and when he looked at Zhou Yi again, he saw a faint blue vein bulging on his forehead.
"Zhou Yi, let's go."
"No, I'm still going with Teacher Yang to the operating room today to practice how to open ampoules."
Zhou Yi followed Yang Zongbao and left amidst Feng Yuxiang's stunned gaze.
Feng Yuxiang just started to worry a bit, but soon let it go. Isn't being venomous with his words just his style? That little fool from the Zhou family will be back by his side in no time, there's never been an exception, after all he has talents that others don't have.
Zhou Yi walked side by side with Yang Zongbao, who didn't want to get involved in the friendship issues between kids, even though he himself was only 22, not much older than the kids he mentioned.
"He is very talented."
Zhou Yi suddenly spoke up, and Yang Zongbao knew he was referring to Feng Yuxiang.
"I'm really envious of him, after all, no matter how hard I study, it's useless if I don't have the aptitude. No matter how well I memorize things, I'll still forget them. Actually, what he said is right, I don't even know how to hold a medicine bottle properly, maybe I'm really not cut out for this line of work."
"What's the point of telling me this? If I must say, it doesn't matter, you still have talent." Yang Zongbao said irresponsibly: "You know your own shortcomings, and there are many things you haven't realized. For example, your temper is bad, a typical spoiled second-generation rich kid who doesn't listen to advice, isn't good at making friends, and can't tell people apart. In these aspects, you're indeed not as good as your older brother."
"What you said is really vicious."
"This is still said because you just called me Yang teacher earlier, you think I have so much free time to lecture you?"
"You're not very capable."
Zhou Yiyu was hinting at something, Yang Zongbao is injured every day, the implication being that time has been wasted.
"You have a bit, which is absolutely not possessed by Feng Yuxiang. Once you enter the operating room, although it looks clumsy, but you are following the rules. With this point, you will eventually be able to hold your own."
"Is this an advantage?" Zhou Yi asked, but in his heart he was secretly delighted.
"This is the biggest advantage. Alright, don't make me say such disgusting words anymore, let's go."
Before the words had fallen, a three-wheeled electric vehicle and a BMW collided in front of Yang Zongbao and Zhou Yi.
The shockwave almost made the two stumble.
The turn at this intersection is actually very unscientific, almost a 120-degree angle. As a result, cars coming from the left and right sides often collide with each other if they're not careful, making it a high-accident area.
After the dust raised by the collision of the vehicles had dispersed, Yang Zongbao and others found that among the several people sitting on the electric vehicle, a child was thrown out without making any cry.
Yang Zongbao ran over quickly, with Zhou Yi following behind him.
Ran to the front of the child, squatted down, flipped his eyelids, looked at the situation, and said to Zhou Yi behind him: "Call 120."
After confirming that the child was temporarily fine, I went to see the people on the deformed electric vehicle.
This is a couple, it's easy to see that they are still alive, but the husband's leg is stuck. Now we need to think of a way to get them out, so he shouted at Zhou Yi again: "Call 119."
"You go see my friend first."
The owner of the BMW who climbed out from the overturned car was dissatisfied that Yang Zongbao checked on the people in the electric vehicle first.
"Wait a minute, let me see if they have any other questions." Yang Zongbao patted the salted pork hand on his shoulder.
"Damn it, I told you to look at my friend first."
The car owner was unhappy and went up to pull Yang Zongbao, who happened to be using his hand to explore the husband's leg injury in the couple, so he didn't dodge.
The intense tug had hit Yang Zongbao's unhealed wound, causing him to frown.
"What's going on? Don't get physical." Zhou Yi hung up the phone and came over to intervene.
"What's the point? I want him to save people." The car owner was unreasonable.
Yang Zongbao found that the man in the electric car had a large artery in his thigh broken. So now he can't stop, tore a cloth bag and wanted to tie up his thigh.
"Zhou Yi, go take a look."
Yang Zongbao was too busy to leave and asked Zhou Yi to go take a look first.
"Why call him? Don't think I don't see through it, he's just a handyman. I want you to go and take a look. What are you doing now? Are you going to give that poor devil a look first? Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know, just let Zhou Yi shut him up, you can use whatever method to make him shut up." Yang Zongbao saw that the car owner was unreasonable and didn't want to reason with him. This sentence was ambiguous and unclear, without specifying what method Zhou Yi should use, but considering Zhou Yi's personality as a fool, he would definitely not show mercy.