The Surgeon’s Studio

With song and dance, there was the rumbling of guns and cannons.

Some people were happy, while others were heartbroken.

Lin Ge successfully took over director Mao’s position and became the new director of the science and education Bureau. He was very proud of himself.

Director Mao, who had been pushed to the side, was still in his position, but he had no real power. To director Mao, who was recuperating, this was like a Thunderbolt.

She was furious.

She was unwilling.

Lin GE’s side was very well done, and director Yan was very satisfied. Science and education work, which had been stagnant for many years, seemed to have taken a new step in an instant.

Director Mao would not be convinced if only a number of hospitals in the country came to study in 912.

The capital itself was the medical center of the country. All the large tertiary Grade A hospitals had no lack of in-service personnel. Although boss Zheng was doing a live broadcast of the surgery, there was nothing to say. But compared to the past, there were huge changes, but chief Mao still thought he could find a reason.

However, after a liver transplant surgery, 912 had cooperated with the world’s top hospitals and promoted it so much that chief Mao did not even have the strength to defend himself.

She didn’t think about how she had wrangled and wrangled every day at work, looking for benefits from in-service training personnel.

The continuous illness had already caused her to be on the verge of a mental breakdown. Coupled with the fact that Lin Ge had taken over, chief Mao was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

She lay on the bed, her eyes staring straight at the White roof. Life had lost its meaning.

Director Mao didn’t even bother to scold her lover.

Was there any meaning to it? No, it was completely meaningless.

What had he done wrong? Everything seemed to be right. As director Mao was bored to death, memories of the past kept flashing through his mind.

In the beginning, he only did things impartially and denied the matter of making an exception during the Faculty Council meeting.

Was it wrong to do things impartially?

In the end, director Yan decided to make an exception and promote him to a chief physician and professor.

The rules and regulations were all set for the young doctors. For people like boss Zheng … Director Mao’s heart was filled with countless ridicules that gushed out like a tide, drowning her.

However, after that day, he understood that Zhao Wenhua was just an insignificant clinical team professor. He had to stand on boss Zheng’s side.

However, the choice he had made was of no use at all.

They eagerly held the red books of professors and high positions in their hands and personally handed them to boss Zheng, but in the end, they all turned out to be warm faces to cold butts.

Director Mao still remembered that boss Zheng didn’t pick up the phone at that time, as if he didn’t care about these things at all.

He seemed to be in a hurry to perform emergency surgery on a patient who had a bottle of wine stuffed into his rectum and was suffering from massive bleeding.

Even now, the disdainful smile of the doctor called Su Yun still appeared in director Mao’s mind.

Did they really not care? It was self-evident what a full professor meant in the 912 college.

Although director Yan had personally made the decision, if he wanted to delay the meeting, it would be at least a few months later, or even half a year or even a year.

Why did they hate him?!

“It wasn’t my idea at all to incite the patients and encourage them to cause trouble …” The more Division Chief Mao thought about it, the more he found it difficult to understand.

She didn’t think that if she hadn’t been so evil in the past, her subordinates wouldn’t have dared to make their own guesses and use the most extreme methods to mess with boss Zheng’s Medical Group.

In director Mao’s eyes, none of this was his fault. He had done nothing wrong!

Zhao Wenhua! “This F * cking thing …” Director Mao started to understand it from the beginning and finally found the focus of the problem.

It was him!

If Zhao Wenhua hadn’t looked for him to make things difficult for boss Zheng, he wouldn’t have “impartially” rejected boss Zheng’s exception.

Now, he was lying on the hospital bed. He had woken up from his dream of being able to take over the position of Deputy Director Guo and become director Mao in a few years. He had been lying in bed for a long time. She knew that she would never be able to return to the past.

Not to mention fighting Lin Ge in close combat and defeating him, but his body’s illness …

The more she thought about it, the more depressed and distressed she became. She wanted to cry. However, although his dryness had improved, his tear glands had already dried up, and he could not cry just because he wanted to.

“Zhao Wenhua, that B * stard,” Division Chief Mao kept repeating in his heart.

She gave Zhao Wenhua a call. Regarding the “culprit” who ruined her life, director Mao wanted to point at his nose and scold him directly instead of criticizing him in his heart.

His life had already hit rock bottom, and director Mao felt like he could not see any light. He had to vent the anger in his heart, or else he would be suffocated to death.

Half an hour had passed, and that F * cking Zhao Wenhua still hadn’t arrived!

Mao was lying on the bed like a dead man, not even blinking.

An hour had passed, and time was sometimes fast and sometimes slow in her consciousness. It was chaotic.

“Chief Mao.”

After a long time, Zhao Wenhua’s voice sounded in the ward.

Chief Mao didn’t move. She was really lying on the bed like a “corpse” in the legends. It was as if her soul had left her body, and she was only left with her skin.

Zhao Wenhua scratched his head awkwardly as he faced chief Mao’s wife.

“Chief Mao, are you feeling better?” Zhao Wenhua tried to start a conversation to prevent the atmosphere from becoming more awkward.

“No, I didn ‘t,” Director Mao’s wife shook her head and said softly.

“AI.” Zhao Wenhua didn’t know what to say. He sighed softly and felt a little sad. Why did Maomao suddenly fall sick? He was so sick at such a young age that he had been bedridden for a few months.

However, his status was different from Lin Ge ‘s, so he did not dare to call Mao Mao in front of chief Mao’s lover. As an ex-boyfriend, he still had to feel guilty.

“Professor Zhao, please have a seat. What would you like to drink?” Director Mao’s wife tried to cheer up.

“There’s no need to be busy. I’m just here to take a look. I still have things to do in the Department …” Zhao Wenhua felt that the air in the ward was too oppressive. It was so oppressive that he could not breathe.

Since chief Mao didn’t say anything, it would be better for him to leave as soon as possible. Zhao Wenhua understood her temper. She was probably here to vent her anger on him.

Hearing Zhao Wenhua’s words, it was as if director Mao’s nerves had been triggered. His eyes rolled as he tried to lift his head to look at him.”You still want to go back and see the patient?”

His voice was dry and strange, like a child who had just learned to speak … Like a normal person who had not spoken for decades and had long forgotten how to speak.

When Zhao Wenhua heard that, he felt uncomfortable all over.

He understood chief Mao and could hear the deep resentment in his words.

Did I do something wrong? No, what did it have to do with him that Division Chief Mao was sick? Why did she have such a deep grudge against him?