Qiao Yin thought that before his accident, he must have been a person of great etiquette and a confident, gentle person. Therefore, even after he lost his memory, he retained these excellent qualities.
For a person with beautiful qualities, and currently like a blank slate of a patient, Qiao Yin felt extra concern for him.
She smiled at Patient 517: âRemember to drink more water. Your vocal cords were heavily damaged, and they may not fully recover. However, you can eat more apples, pears and other fruits, which can alleviate the pain caused by the damage to the vocal cords. The hospital provides these for free, and you donât need to be polite. If you feel discomfort, you can come to me. I am your doctor, and I am responsible for your care during your stay in the hospital.â
Even though Patient 517 had lost his memory, he knew that Qiao Yin was nice to him. He expressed his gratitude: âI understand. Thank you, Doctor Qiao.â
âNo need to be polite, Now you should rest!â
Seeing that his mental state seemed to be good, Qiao Yin felt a little relieved. After reminding him a few times, she went to the other wards.
By the time she had finished treating two new vegetative patients, it was already after ten in the evening.
She returned to her office, took off the white lab coat, put on her wool coat, picked up her bag, and left the office to the elevator.
With a âdingâ sound, the elevator arrived. As soon as the door opened, Qiao Yin was about to step in, but she saw someone inside.
It was actually Lan Yuyi!
Qiao Yin was stunned.
Lan Yuyi also seemed to not expect to see her at this time and was stunned as well.
However, she soon put on a gentle smile: âMiss Qiao, what a coincidence, you are also in this hospital for treatment?â
Qiao Yin gave her a cold look, entered the elevator, and pressed the close button.
As the elevator descended, she opened her mouth indifferently, âDoesnât Miss Lan know that I work in this hospital? I thought you knew it well and purposely came to make trouble. Otherwise why wouldnât you go to your own familyâs hospital?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âOh, Miss Qiao, do you work here?â
Lan Yuyi put on a surprised expression, didnât explain her reason for coming here, and pretended to be surprised: âI had no idea about this. I just heard that you opened a clinic, didnât know that you were so good that you joined a formal hospital.â
Qiao Yin turned and looked at her, âWhat do you mean? I canât work in a hospital?â
âOh, Miss Qiao, donât misunderstand me. I didnât mean anything else. Itâs just that my family runs hospitals, so I know the standards of recruiting for hospitals. They donât accept doctors who didnât graduate from formal medical schools. They only accept properly trained doctors.â
âOh, Miss Lan, if you didnât mention it, I would have forgotten. You are a formally educated medical student, arenât you? How many patients have you treated? How many patients have you helped relieve their pain? You havenât helped much, have you?â
Qiao Yin kept her composure, not faltering because she didnât have a formal medical education: âAlthough Iâm not formally educated, I do what Iâm capable of. Iâve already healed many patients, and the number of people who have recovered is still increasing. Unlike some doctors in your prestigious hospital, who clearly canât perform their medical duties, yet pretend to be experts, causing patients to die, and then blame the families for causing trouble.â
Lan Yuyiâs face suddenly stiffened. She initially wanted to belittle Qiao Yin, but she not only failed to do so, she was belittled by Qiao Yin instead!
Recently, more and more patientsâ families have been protesting at Lanâs Hospital. Lanâs Hospital is now constantly under fire, with several experts almost receiving the death of online criticism.
Many previous medical incidents have been forcibly suppressed by the Lan family, and with the help of Madam Lu, the surface has always been kept calm.