nucmednet Chapter 133: If she ignores me, it means she is testing me; if she pays attention to me, it means sh
Chapter 133: If she ignores me, it means she is testing me; if she pays attention to me, it means sh
The next morning, Wen Zhixia had just arrived at work when the dean called her directly to his office, saying that she had received more than a dozen complaints.
Zhang Tao frowned. "Xiao Wen, I don't care about your background. In a hospital, patients always come first. If you've been too tired from working overtime recently, you can ask for leave. Don't take your emotions out on the patients."
"Zhang Yuan, I really don't have any."
Wen Zhixia looked at the dozens of complaints. She had never received so many complaints since she started her career.
Moreover, all these complaints came from the outpatient department. She saw dozens or even hundreds of people in the outpatient department every day and didn't even have time to look at their faces, so she couldn't match what the complainants said at all.
For example: The doctor prescribed me medicine that cost up to 15 yuan.
And this: The doctor deliberately spoke to me in a coquettish manner and prescribed me medicine worth 300 yuan.
And this one: The doctor applied the medicine on me and it didn’t hurt. It was very painful when I applied this medicine before. I suspect the doctor used fake medicine.
.....
This was obviously a malicious complaint, and Wen Zhixia was overwhelmed.
"Dean, this is clearly a malicious complaint." She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "If you say I'm mean, I'll admit it. But if you say I'm a spoiled child, that's absolutely impossible!"
Zhang Tao said to her seriously, "Then why didn't they complain about others, but only about you? You should reflect on this too!"
"I..." Wen Zhixia felt so wronged that she almost felt like it was snowing. "This must be a prank. Why don't we check the surveillance footage and contact the patients who made the complaint? I'll confront them face to face."
"Wen Zhixia!" Zhang Tao said sternly, "Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have a backer! According to the hospital's new regulations, if you receive too many complaints, you will be suspended!"
"But I really have no future..."
"Don't explain anymore!" Zhang Tao waved his hand. "Go back and write a self-criticism and upload it to the OA. I'll approve it."
Wen Zhixia left the office dejected, feeling as if there were dark clouds floating above her head all the way.
Could it be that I have really been rude to people recently?
Do you always stay up late and have excessive liver fire?
Wen Zhixia was puzzled for the whole morning.
When they came to the lounge during lunch break, Mao Qianqian and Sun Minghao were still chatting idly.
Seeing Wen Zhixia come in, Mao Qianqian glanced at her hands casually and saw that she had applied ointment on her hands and had changed the thermos cup, confirming that she had drunk the tea made with the rove beetle yesterday.
"Sun Minghao, I heard that our hospital has a new rule. Anyone who is complained about will be suspended." She said proudly, "But it has nothing to do with some of the people with connections. After all, there are many people behind the scenes. The people behind the scenes are different every night."
Wen Zhixia was in no mood to listen to her dirty rumors, so she took the teacup and turned away.
As I turned around, Xiaoya came in carrying two large bags of coffee.
"Don't go, Sister Zhixia!" She stopped Wen Zhixia and smiled cunningly, "Wait a moment, have some coffee with me. Mr. Fu treated us to coffee from Wanghailou!"
When Mao Qianqian heard Fu Ruoshi invited her to drink coffee, she thought she was not included and said sourly, "I won't drink it. I drink so much coffee every day, aren't you afraid of dehydration?"
"Sister Xixi, there's one for you too," Xiaoya said, holding a cup and walking towards Mao Xixi. "Here, this latte was specifically ordered by Mr. Fu for you. He said it's their hotel's new latte. Look! Your name is on it!"
Mao Qianqian's eyes lit up. "Really? Mr. Fu? Specially for me?"
"Yes, yes, why would I lie to you?"
Mao Qianqian glanced at Wen Zhixia again and asked, "So, did President Fu give it to her specifically?"
When Wen Zhixia took the cup just now, she was shocked to see the two words "Wife" written on it in a flamboyant style. The handwriting was obviously Fu Ruoshi's. The characters were thin and narrow, and the strokes were strong, like a scimitar.
Wen Zhixia felt so embarrassed that she denied it, "No, I just took it casually."
"Wow!" Sun Minghao said cheeringly, "Xixi, is President Fu interested in you?"
Mao Qianqian's face flushed with pride, and she said, "But I don't like his type. He's a playboy at first glance, and I don't accept every man."
Despite what she said, she hurriedly tore open the seal of the latte and took a big gulp without caring about the burn.
"It's delicious!" She said with an exaggerated expression, "I've never tasted coffee this delicious!"
Sun Minghao was a little greedy, "Can I have a taste?"
Mao Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then said happily, "Okay, then you are not allowed to lip-sync. This was given to me by President Fu himself."
Sun Minghao took it, opened the lid, and suddenly his expression changed!
"What the hell!!!" He slammed the table and stood up. "What the hell is this!"
Mao Qianqian stretched her head to take a look, and her face suddenly turned pale green.
I saw a dense layer of segmented insect shells floating on the latte.
......
"Wow!!!!"
Mao Qianqian screamed and ran out of the door retching.
Sun Minghao also felt disgusted and ran out.
Wen Zhixia was now curious. She walked forward, took it and took a look, and her scalp immediately went numb.
This layer of floating insects are silkworm pupae.
"Sister Zhixia, President Fu is very considerate of our Director Mao," Xiaoya said, grinning from ear to ear. "Silkworm pupa latte, high in protein and made with precious medicinal herbs, costs nearly two hundred yuan a cup!"
Wen Zhixia was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Fu Ruoshi's skills in playing pranks were still as varied as ever. Last time he drowned the kids in US dollars, and this time he made silkworm pupa lattes. She even guessed that Fu Ruoshi must have been the worst kid in the compound when he was young, and any kid who offended him would be haunted for life.
This time, Fu Ruoshi didn't go all-out with Mao Qianqian like Xu Hui did. He wanted to avenge Wen Zhixia, but he was afraid of going too far and making her more enemies. After much deliberation, he chose a compromise that would disgust her without actually hurting her.
There were a lot of silkworm pupae in the Fu Hotel. He asked someone to make a cup, squeezed some of them into juice and mixed it with coffee, and kept some for her to see.
For the rest of the afternoon, Wen Zhixia didn't dare to look at Mao Qianqian's face.
Her face was always green. She had to go out every few days. When she came back, her face was pale and bluish, and it was obvious that her stomach was empty from vomiting.
Wen Zhixia couldn't hold back her laughter several times and felt very hurt.
She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Mao Qianqian left the office after get off work.
She packed up and left the hospital, preparing to go home early to revise her paper, which she would send to Editor Lu next week.
As soon as she arrived at the gate, she saw Fu Ruoshi parking his car on the side of the road. Then he got out of the car in a fluttering windbreaker and waved to her with the hand holding the keys.
As soon as she saw him, Wen Zhixia thought of silkworm pupa latte.
She chuckled, then realized she had lost her composure and covered her face in embarrassment.
Fu Ruoshi saw her smile and thought she was smiling at him.
His heart almost jumped out of excitement!
She smiled at me!
She softened her attitude towards me!
I said she still has me in her heart!
If she ignores me, she is testing me. If she pays attention to me, it means she can't let me go.
Mr. Fu felt that his imagination was logically rigorous and impeccable, and he became even more confident.
"Good afternoon, Dr. Wen," he said, striding up the stairs with his long legs. "Just got off work?"
When he got closer, Wen Zhixia took a step back.
She put away her smile and looked at him warily, "Mr. Fu, you're here so late, aren't you asking me if I'm going to get off work?"
Fu Ruoshi lowered his gaze to her right hand which was coated with medicine. "Your hand doesn't hurt now, does it?"
Wen Zhixia hummed, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Fu. I'm fine now."
"This is what I mean," Fu Ruoshi said seriously. "Doctor Wen, I have questions about the medical expenses for Fu Ying's burned employees. Would you be so kind as to have dinner with me so we can discuss it?"