Chapter 10

Fu Yucheng had warned Jinwu before not to tell anyone they were together.

It would affect his image outside, hindering his becoming the new head of the Fu family.

Plus, he would never do something like picking her up from work at the hospital.

So her colleagues all thought Jinwu was still a high-class single.

Hearing Wen Keling’s guess, Jinwu froze.

Then she shook her head and smiled helplessly.

Why did everyone think that way?

Couldn’t it be a coincidence?

“I don’t think it’s a coincidence.”

Wen Keling shook her finger, “Think about it, out of all the types of Crocs, all the types of band-aids, he specifically chose the dog pattern that you like, doesn’t that show that he knew your preferences a long time ago?”

The little sweetheart doctor was a romantic, she propped her chin, her eyes sparkling, “From what I see, this person must have been secretly paying attention to you for a long time, maybe he’s already fallen head over heels for you, woohoo, so romantic, it’s like a scene from a drama!”

Jinwu:?

How did it get so exaggerated.

Duan Shiyan couldn’t even secretly like someone, let alone fall head over heels.

Just as she smiled and was about to say something to dispel the other party’s overly romantic and unrealistic thoughts, her phone rang in her pocket.

It was an emergency call from the nursing station on the fifth floor, “Dr. Jin, a patient on the fifth floor has suddenly developed a pneumothorax and needs immediate surgery, get ready.”

“Okay, I got it.”

The situation was urgent, and they rushed over.

The entrance to the operating room was already crowded, various medical personnel instructions, the sound of equipment being moved, and the anxious cries of family members mixed together.

This was a scene that could be seen in the operating room every day.

A young woman pulled on a doctor, her swollen eyes full of pleas, “Doctor, you have to save my dad.”

“Trust me.”

Qu Ke held the family member’s hand, his chin raised, his face full of confident assurance, “With me here, the surgery will be successful.”

Hearing this, Jinwu frowned.

Normally, doctors shouldn’t give such a definite guarantee to family members.

Because no one can guarantee that something unpredictable might happen during surgery.

If they had to say anything, they could only say they would try their best.

“Ugh, why is it this second-generation rich kid again.”

Wen Keling muttered in disgust, “If it wasn’t for his father who owns a pharmaceutical company, with his skills, he can’t even find a vein to give an injection, how can he be a first assistant?”

“The patient is important, let’s go prepare.”

Jinwu calmly put on her surgical mask, not giving the man a glance, she quickly stepped into the operating room.

Because the patient was elderly, his bodily functions were not as good as before, especially now that the organ tissue was pressing on the pulmonary blood vessels, making this pneumothorax surgery even more dangerous.

The atmosphere in the operating room was tense.

Jinwu stood in the main surgeon’s position, her eyes focused, her hands wrapped in surgical gloves were bold and precise, even holding heavy instruments, she was steady without a hint of trembling hesitation.

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

“Damn it!”

Suddenly, during the incision, the patient’s small artery ruptured.

A stream of crimson blood immediately spurted out, landing right on Qu Ke’s face as he was about to take over.

The second-generation rich kid who only knew how to coast along was immediately frightened and cried out, forgetting all about remedial measures, he could only stand there dumbfounded.

Jinwu, who was standing next to him and had also been splashed in the face, reacted extremely quickly.

She quickly took a gauze pad and pressed it on the patient’s wound to stop the bleeding, coldly saying, “What are you standing there for? Hemostatic forceps, quick!”

Qu Ke usually looked down on female doctors, and under normal circumstances, he would have said a few words.

But right now, he didn’t care about that anymore, he immediately handed over the instrument.

Jinwu quickly stopped the bleeding for the patient, and a sudden and unexpected danger was quickly stabilized.

Time passed minute by minute, as the final sutures were completed, the patient’s vital signs returned to stable and normal levels.

The surgery was over, and the patient was transferred back to the ICU for observation.

After standing for a long time, in a state of high concentration, Jinwu rubbed her sore neck, briefly washed up and walked out of the operating room.

“It’s a good thing Dr. Jin reacted quickly then, otherwise I wouldn’t even dare to imagine what kind of disaster would have happened.”

“That’s Dr. Jin! She was always the top of the class in medical school, and now she’s the youngest chief surgeon in our hospital!”

“It’s really a good thing that Dr. Jin was there, otherwise the patient would have been in danger.”

“Wasn’t it all thanks to someone who only knows how to brag in front of family members.”

Wen Keling openly chirped, “When it comes down to the real deal, he doesn’t know anything, he’s like a squawking chicken that screams when you step on it.”

Qu Ke, who was about to quietly slip away, was immediately offended, “Who are you talking about? I just didn’t react in time!”

“The patient only has one life.”

Jinwu looked at him coldly, her slender figure as cold and clean as a white plum blossom in winter, “Do you know that your few seconds of not reacting could have led to massive bleeding and failed rescue for the patient? Just like that? You only know how to put on airs, so you won’t even admit your mistakes?”

Everyone was stunned.

In their impression, Jinwu was usually quiet, like a walking, cold and clean ink painting, rarely seeing her get angry.

Unexpectedly, now they had the chance to see her scold someone.

And, it’s quite satisfying.

“I…..”

Being publicly criticized by a junior, and a female doctor at that, Qu Ke’s face turned red and white.

“What, what’s so great about you?”

He sneered, full of disdain, “What’s the use of a female doctor like you being so good, in the end, you’re still just going to resign and go home to get married.”

As if knowing he was in the wrong, he immediately ran away, his main tactic was a cowardly mental victory.

“Wow, amazing, what kind of birdman is this!”

“Wen Kelyn was so angry she flipped him off with two international friendly gestures, “Every time you can’t win an argument, you bring up gender discrimination. What’s wrong with female doctors? Did she eat your family’s rice? What right does a useless, spoiled brat who relies on his family have to criticize us?!”

“Forget it, forget it. Who told him to have such a strong background?”

Someone glanced at Jin Wu, implying something, “If you guys had a powerful backer, you could also walk around like him.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Wen Kelyn immediately jumped to her defense, “How dare you look down on our Dr. Jin? Just look at her face, her professionalism, and her magical ability to keep her hair thick and shiny after years of studying medicine. Even the rich and powerful would go crazy for her!”

“Just wait and see!”

She snorted, “Dr. Jin’s strength is coming, and it’ll scare you to death!”

“Kelyn, it’s your turn to sign.”

Jin Wu handed her the signed surgery report, ignoring the sarcastic person, her eyes crinkled in a gentle smile, “I’m going to the children’s ward.”

“To see little An An?”

Wen Kelyn sighed, “You know, some people have no skills, but because they were born into a wealthy family, they can live a life without worries. But our little An An is so cute and smart, and yet she was abandoned at the orphanage when she was just a few years old. And then she got so sick. It’s so unfair.”

Thinking of something, she said with emotion, “But thankfully, there was a kind donor, otherwise An An wouldn’t have lasted that long.”

Jin Wu smiled softly, “Yeah, thankfully he was there.”

—

The pediatric ward is also known as the Monkey Cave of the Great Sage Returns, a water curtain cave.

Many pediatric doctors have developed the ability to treat children’s cries as pop music, tell stories to soothe them, and always have stickers and candy in their pockets.

Jin Wu greeted several colleagues and went to the pediatric oncology ward.

“Sister Wu, you’re here!”

The little girl, who was obediently holding a small bowl and slowly drinking porridge, her eyes lit up when she saw her.

Her pale, youthful face was filled with a bright, innocent smile, showing no sign of the neuroblastoma growing within her small body.

This is a rare solid tumor known as the “king of childhood cancers.”

Not only is it highly malignant, but it is also extremely difficult to treat, not to mention the astronomical medical expenses.

The orphanage, however, was not doing anything, just leaving her in the hospital.

The Red Cross Society also only came a few times, just taking photos and going through all sorts of complicated procedures.

But this is cancer, not some ordinary illness. Every day they delay is another step closer to death.

“Sister Wu, will I die?”

The little girl, only six years old, timidly tugged at her sleeve, asking in a small voice, “Will it hurt to die? Will it hurt more than chemotherapy?”

A period of anti-cancer treatment had already caused the little girl’s once soft hair to fall out completely.

The hat she was wearing was a new one Jin Wu had bought her recently, with a pattern of her favorite Elsa princess.

“Actually, I’m not afraid.”

Her eyes were red with fear, and the small hand wiping her tears was trembling.

She still looked up with her pale little face, smiling brightly, “So Sister Wu, don’t cry, I’m really okay.”

“The aunties at the orphanage said I was a child born to die young, but I’m still alive at six.”

The little girl curved her eyes, “Living that long is already a win for me.”

How could six years old be considered a win?

Jin Wu, dragging her tired body after a day of surgery, chased after the head doctor in charge of the little girl who was about to leave work at the hospital entrance, asking anxiously, “Dr. Li, is there really no way? I can help her pay for her medical expenses.”

Dr. Li just shook his head at her, “Dr. Jin, I understand that you young doctors are the easiest to empathize, but empathy is a doctor’s taboo.”

“It’s not that you can’t sympathize, but can you guarantee that you can help?”

The head doctor patted her on the shoulder and sighed, “Listen to me, don’t get involved in this anymore. We are doctors, not Bodhisattvas, we can’t save everyone.”

Jin Wu knew, of course, that her actions were irrational, a saintly act.

But the hand that wiped her tears just now was so warm.

The smile she forced to be strong while she was so scared, and the plans they made together a few days ago about how to celebrate her birthday next year.

She really couldn’t bear to be indifferent.

Jin Wu took out her phone and dialed Fu Yucheng’s number.

Before, her mother, in order to prevent her from studying medicine, secretly took all the scholarship money she had saved in her passbook when she wasn’t paying attention, and gambled it all away at the casino in one go.

In order to pay for various expensive fees, she was willing to take on more part-time jobs, but she had never asked him for help.

This was the first time she had proactively asked for his help.

“Isn’t there the Red Cross Society?”

But Fu Yucheng only listened to half of it before impatiently interrupting, “I’m in a meeting, can you be a little sensible, don’t bother me with this little thing.”

The call was abruptly hung up.

The phone beeped with a busy tone.

Jin Wu stood there, still holding her phone, her vision gradually blurring.

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, slowly and weakly squatting down, hugging her knees, the tears she had been holding back for a long time suddenly fell down in a string, slowly soaking her clothes.

Before, she wanted to be a doctor to save lives.

But now that she finally put on the white coat she had longed for, she realized that she still couldn’t do anything.

Jin Wu’s shoulders trembled, the tears she had been holding back for a long time finally fell silently down her cheeks, slowly soaking her clothes.

At that time, she was desperate and thought that a young life would disappear before her eyes.

Perhaps God finally took pity on her.

The next day, a foreign philanthropist suddenly appeared, not only donating to the little girl, but also establishing a children’s cancer foundation.

And they also sent a team of experts with extensive experience in this field to assist.

Along with the experts came a beautiful gift box and a letter, specifically for Jin Wu.

The gift box contained a very delicate sky blue handkerchief.

The equally exquisite card exuded a faint, pleasant scent of camellia, with no signature, only two simple and neat words.

— Don’t cry.