Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 192 That Doctor Killer 5

"Dr. Qin, what are you doing? Dr. Song is just a young girl, why are you always arguing with her?" Director Li sighed as he looked at the person in front of him.

Dr. Qin's face turned red with anger: "She's ostracizing me, and I can't even be angry?"

He looked at Director Li, who was pacing back and forth in the room, and said, "Old Li, I'm just saying, it's either me or her. It's either me or her."

Director Li had an even bigger headache after hearing these words.

He slammed his hand on the table and muttered in a low voice, "Aren't you making things difficult for me? We've been brothers for so many years."

He frowned: "I might be willing to try other doctors, but Dr. Song, I'd be the first to disagree with transferring her from the hospital."

Dr. Qin sneered, "Fine, then I'll leave. Anyway, the hospital has so many people, it won't make a difference if I'm one more."

Director Li quickly comforted her, saying, "Why are you taking it so personally? Let's talk it out."

Dr. Qin's eyes widened immediately, and he raised his voice: "Speak properly? You have no idea how much she targets me!"

"I can't even talk to Wen Xi. She treats me like I'm something she doesn't know. When I make a joke with other nurses, she says I'm making dirty jokes and have no manners!"

"In her eyes, nothing I do is right, and she, Song Xianyin, is the best!"

Director Li's face was extremely grim. He smoked a cigarette and sighed incessantly.

Actually, it wasn't just Dr. Qin who came to him to complain; many male doctors came to complain as well.

This Dr. Song is indeed capable, but his interpersonal skills definitely need improvement. He's only been here a short time, yet he's already offended so many people.

"Let's not talk about this now, let me take another look at you." Director Li patted Dr. Qin on the shoulder.

Hearing what Director Li said, Dr. Qin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was relieved to hear those words.

This morning, Dr. Qin swore he would never have any more contact with Song Xianyin, but this afternoon they were going to work together.

The new doctor and nurses were all carefully doing their jobs, afraid that the two of them would start arguing and affect them.

Song Xianyin performed the surgery calmly throughout, but Dr. Qin was clearly angry, and when she put down the instruments, she almost smashed them.

The atmosphere in the operating room grew even more tense, with the young nurse beside her nervously carrying a tray.

"Dr. Qin, please don't let your personal emotions get in the way during the surgery." Song Xianyin frowned.

It was smashing things and making annoying noises; it was very irritating.

The doctor next to him nodded silently.

I came here to learn, but I feel like I've been taken out on...

Dr. Qin's face immediately darkened.

This is a spinal fixation surgery. The patient suffered a lumbar vertebral fracture due to a car accident and needs to have pins and rods installed for fixation.

Song Xianyin was the chief surgeon, and Dr. Qin was responsible for maintaining the patient's position.

Halfway through the surgery, Song Xianyin suddenly noticed that the patient's muscles were twitching abnormally.

She frowned and reminded him, "The patient's anesthesia depth is insufficient; increase the dosage."

Just as the anesthesiologist was about to make adjustments, the patient began to struggle violently.

"Quick, hold him down!" The nurse was so frightened that she immediately pressed down on his shoulders.

But the next second, the patient suddenly raised his arm and broke free from the restraints, causing the operating table to shake violently.

When the anesthesiologist saw this, he had only one thought in his mind—he was finished.

"boom--"

He violently overturned the surgical instruments. Before Dr. Qin could react, the falling drill struck his wrist, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound.

"Ahhh—" Dr. Qin grabbed her hand and screamed.

The people in the operating room were horrified when they saw this.

The patient, who had been given anesthesia again, was lying steadily on the bed. Song Xianyin calmed him down and glanced at Dr. Qin on the ground.

"Emergency treatment, examination for nerve damage."

The news quickly spread throughout the hospital, and everyone was talking about the unfortunate Dr. Qin.

If a doctor loses their hands, can they still perform surgery?

Director Li felt both regret and relief upon hearing this.

He couldn't afford to offend either Dr. Song or Dr. Qin, but now, fate has made the choice for him.

Dr. Qin's family made a scene for a long time, but after the hospital's examination, it was found that the dosage administered by the anesthesiologist was reasonable. However, the patient's constitution was not sensitive to anesthetic drugs, which is why he woke up during the operation. It can only be considered as non-human error.

"And then?" Wen Xi asked softly.

A few nurses huddled together, whispering, "What else? The hospital paid some compensation. Who can you blame but yourself for being unlucky?"

Wen Xi was a little worried: "But I heard that they went to cause trouble for Dr. Song, and Dr. Qin even said that he would sue Dr. Song."

The nurse next to him curled her lip and said, "Let him sue. Let's see who pays attention to him."

The man surnamed Qin finally left. She was always afraid when she worked the night shift because he was always harassing them.

Director Li quickly found someone who could replace Dr. Qin.

Young, smart, experienced, and knows how to handle things.

"Dr. Lin is a very promising young man. Welcome!" Director Li patted him on the shoulder.

Dr. Lin's eyes crinkled into a smile: "Director Li, I have to thank you for recommending me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to get into such a big hospital."

Director Li chuckled and said, "We two brothers won't say things like that."

However, Song Xianyin did not have a good impression of the new doctor.

Of course, it's perfectly normal to dislike a colleague.

"Dude, that surgery you just performed was amazing! I've heard so much about you." Dr. Lin caught up with Song Xianyin and walked alongside her.

Song Xianyin frowned but didn't say anything.

Dr. Lin continued to try and get closer to her: "Dude, you work out regularly, right? It's rare to see a woman with muscles."

Song Xianyin stopped and looked at him seriously: "If you have gender dysphoria, I can recommend a doctor to you."

After that she left.

Dr. Lin looked at her retreating figure, somewhat bewildered: "What did I do now? I was just saying that I'm better at closing the distance."

They're right, Dr. Song really is difficult to get along with.

No wonder they looked at him with such pitiful eyes; they were being far too sensitive.

Song Xianyin opened her phone and found several messages from a contemporary Tao Yuanming, along with many bloody photos.

I'm quitting farming; I plan to go back to my regular job. I don't want to earn two thousand yuan a year.

When I got back, I thought about what you said, and I realized my mom was lying to me too. How could a ghost have a runny nose?

[Doctor, I'm rich now, let me treat you to a meal sometime. [smug]]

Song Xianyin's eyes crinkled when she saw the text message.

What's the smell of blood? When we have money in the future, we'll fix up the graves of our ancestors, and they'll be smiling when they appear in our dreams.

Burn more paper money while you're at it, so that your ancestors can bless her from below when she commits murder.