Chapter 2 — After I finished my shift on time, the whole hospital was in chaos

About half an hour later. Tieu Van sent another message.

“Doctor Hua, Director Trieu is here.”

“He directly shocked the defibrillator.”

“The patient... the patient is temporarily stable.”

The girl's words still contained fear after the emergency. At the same time, there is also some blame. I can almost imagine Trieu Hoanh Vien's fat face. Personally deliver electric shock to defibrillate? He probably almost forgot where the defibrillator start button was. I don't answer. A moment later. In the faculty WeChat group, someone sent a photo. In the photo, Trieu Hoanh Vien is sitting in the office. Tired look. The white blouse still had some blood stains on it. The status line below was posted by Luu Mi.

"In order to save the patient, the director didn't even have time to eat dinner. As soon as he got off the operating table, he immediately ran to treat the emergency. It's really too hard!"

A series of comments quickly appeared below.

“The homeroom teacher has had a hard time.”

“The homeroom teacher is so miserable.”

“The homeroom teacher is truly our example.”

Some people also started to hint.

“At critical moments, we still have to rely on the homeroom leader to turn the situation around.”

“That's right, there are some people who receive high salaries but don't have any sense of responsibility.”

Looking at the drama in the group, I just smiled coldly. The phone vibrates. A new WeChat message appears. Sender: Trieu Hoanh Vien.

“Hua Tinh, you are playing with fire.”

The next day, I still went to work as usual. As soon as I entered the department, I felt a different atmosphere. Everyone's eyes turned to me at once. Sharp as a needle. There is contempt. There is anger. There are also many people trying to hide their gloating looks. On my desk is a half-drunk cup of coffee. It's cold. Next to it is a thick stack of medical records. Yesterday I rushed home so I didn't have time to finish it. Nurse Tieu Truong stepped forward and placed a stack of documents firmly on the table.

"Doctor Hua, this is a complaint from the family of patient bed number 12. The director told me to handle it."

Her voice was cold and stiff. Before, she always followed me, saying "Ms. Hua" after "Ms. Hua". I picked up the application. A few thousand densely packed words. Every sentence and every word are accusing me of "disregarding patients' lives" and "not having medical ethics". Said that if I had appeared on time last night, the patient would not have suffered so much pain. Wherever I read it, I felt like I could smell Trieu Hoanh Vien's saliva.

“I know.”

I put the application aside.

“Do you just have that kind of attitude?”

Tieu Truong immediately raised his voice.

“The patient almost lost his life!”

I raised my head to look at her.

“Are you questioning me?”

My eyes were very calm. So calm that it made her feel guilty. Tieu Truong unconsciously took a step back but still tried to keep his mouth shut.

“I'm just telling the truth.”

“Then let's understand the truth first.”

“First, I am not an on-duty doctor, and have no obligation to handle emergencies after work hours.”

"Second, the patient's complications are a normal risk after surgery. The treatment process has been prescribed very clearly, and it is also fully recorded in my handover records."

“Third, if a patient has a problem due to improper handling by the on-duty team, that is their responsibility, not mine.”

My speaking speed is not fast. But every word is sharp as a nail. Tieu Truong's face was sometimes red, sometimes white.

“Is there anything else?”

“If not, I'll start working.”

I bowed my head and didn't look at her again. Tieu Truong stood there for a while, and in the end, he could only leave in frustration. Trieu Hoanh Vien called me into his office. He slammed the complaint form down on the table, his expression hurt as if he had just been betrayed.

“Hua Tinh, look!”

“Look how the patient's family evaluates you!”

“You disappoint me so much!”

“I always think that you are an ideal, responsible doctor!”

I quietly watched him act. Wait for him to finish speaking. I just calmly opened my mouth.

“Chairman.”

“According to hospital regulations, handling patient complaints is the responsibility of the Medical Affairs Department.”

“You should forward this application to them.”

Trieu Hoanh Vien's face immediately darkened. He did not expect that I would use the regulations to block his throat. He pointed straight at me. Fingers trembling with anger.

“I'm just stating the facts.”

"Good! Very good!"

He was so angry that he burst out laughing.

“Hua Tinh, don't forget, your labor contract will expire at the end of this year!”

This is intimidation. A blatant threat.

“I remember.”

I replied calmly. Get out of the office. Luu Mi just happened to pass by. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the wall, her face showing a smug look she couldn't hide.

“Hua Tinh, why does it have to be like that?”

“Just be a little softer with your homeroom teacher and admit your mistakes, won't everything be over?”

“For women, being too strong is not necessarily a good thing.”

She swayed her waist and left. Only the strong smell of cheap perfume remained in the air. I returned to the office. Just sat down. The phone suddenly rang. This is the number of the hospital office. The other end of the line announced. At three o'clock this afternoon, all hospital staff had to attend a large meeting in the hall. I asked what the meeting was about. The other person's tone was extremely formulaic.

“Important meeting on strengthening the building of professional ethics and enhancing the sense of responsibility of medical staff.”

I understood immediately. Trieu Hoanh Vien felt he couldn't force me anymore. He intends to use public opinion. Does he want to bring me out as a flag sacrifice in front of the entire hospital? Three o'clock in the afternoon. Large hall of the hospital. There's not a single vacancy left. When I entered, hundreds of eyes immediately turned towards me. Like headlights shining straight at you. I see gloating. See the coldness. I also saw a few sympathetic eyes trying to hide in hidden corners. I don't look at anyone. Just go straight to the cardiovascular surgery area in the front row and find an empty seat to sit down. The person sitting next to me quietly moved halfway to the side. As if avoiding some kind of epidemic. An invisible pressure spreads in the air. On stage, Trieu Hoanh Vien is sitting neatly. Next to him are the director, the hospital secretary and the deputy directors. Today he is in extremely high spirits. Your face is shiny and red. When he looked towards me, his eyes also carried a look of pride. Like a general about to declare victory. The meeting begins.