"Do you know it hurts now? Why didn't you think about the pain when you insulted others just now?" Wu Xiangdong looked at him coldly, completely indifferent to Song Chao's begging for mercy.

"Wu Xiangdong, you are beating a colleague. If you don't let go, I will go to the hospital to file a complaint against you." At this time, Song Chao was almost fainting from the pain, but he still gritted his teeth and threatened Wu Xiangdong.

"Besides complaining, what else can you do?" Wu Xiangdong looked contemptuous, obviously not taking Song Chao's threat to heart.

"You!" Faced with the ridicule, Song Chao looked very annoyed, but his wrist was pinched at this time, and his entire palm was numb and numb, and the surface skin had begun to turn white due to the lack of blood circulation.

If it continues, it is estimated that the nerves in the palm of the hand will be damaged.

"Wu Xiangdong, let go first. We have something to talk about. There is no need for this." At this time, Song Chao was in so much pain that he could hardly speak. Faced with his show of weakness, Wu Xiangdong raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:

"You can let me go. You apologize to Liu Congcong first. Remember to have a good attitude and sincere apology."

As soon as these words came out, Song Chao felt extremely humiliated. He was asked to apologize to a little nurse. How could this be possible?

"Huh?" Perhaps sensing Song Chao's heart, Wu Xiangdong snorted coldly and used his fingers again. This time, Song Chao screamed in pain.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Song Chao could no longer bear the pain in his wrist. He complained repeatedly and apologized to Liu Congcong who was standing aside.

By this time, Liu Congcong had long since woken up from her anger. She was worried that if the incident continued, Wu Xiangdong would be punished because of herself.

So she opened her mouth and said to Wu Xiangdong: "Doctor Wu, let's forget it. After all, this is a ward. It will have bad effects if other colleagues or patients see it."

"It's okay." Faced with persuasion, Wu Xiangdong shook his head: "I just can't bear to see him classifying people in the hospital into three, six or nine grades. After all, everyone just has a different nature of work, and there is no distinction between high and low."

After that, he glanced at Song Chao, who was pleading, and said coldly: "But some people rely on their higher education and often look at people through colored glasses. People like this must be taught a lesson."

It’s clear, otherwise the dog won’t be able to change its habit of eating shit.”

Seeing Wu Xiangdong's angry look, Liu Congcong knew that he was really angry.

When I thought about how he stood up for me just now and even fought for her, I felt inexplicably moved in my heart.

"Thank you, Doctor Wu."

Faced with the sudden thank you, Wu Xiangdong was stunned for a moment, and instinctively said: "It's nothing. Medical and nursing are a family, and they all work hard to treat illnesses and save people. There is no need to thank you."

Hearing this, Liu Congcong's eyes turned red instantly. After all, in the hospital, they were criticized almost every day. Whether it was patients, family members, doctors, leaders, almost everyone could take it out on them, and even being wronged had become a

part of their job.

"No, you deserve this thank you. Thank you for understanding us." Although Liu Congcong tried hard to suppress his emotions, tears still flowed out of his eyes.

After all, they are also human beings, not emotionless stones. They will be tired and cry after being criticized and reviled by others over time.

At this time, there was such a person who could understand them and speak up for them, Liu Congcong felt that everything was worth it.

"Oh, why are you crying? Nothing happened." Although Wu Xiangdong was mature and steady, he had never seen a girl cry before. Seeing Liu Congcong wiping her tears at this time, he didn't bother to teach Song Chao a lesson.

The moment Wu Xiangdong let go, Song Chao finally escaped from his clutches.

He rubbed his numb and numb palms, hating Wu Xiangdong in his heart.

Seeing that ten minutes had passed and bed 30 had not been vacated, he said angrily: "Wu Xiangdong, I am on duty in the ward today. I have the final say here. You have no right to dictate to me here."

"Really?" Wu Xiangdong said with a cold face and a hint of anger in his words: "Since you are on duty in the ward today, why didn't you go to the emergency consultation just now?"

"If I hadn't happened to have no patients in the outpatient clinic, the two-year-old child might have died of intussusception. Tell me, what were you doing at that time?"

Song Chao's shameless words made Wu Xiangdong very angry. This kind of guy who is irresponsible to patients and colleagues actually has the nerve to jump out and accuse others. It is really disgusting.

"Two years old, intussusception?" Song Chao was startled when he heard Wu Xiangdong's words. Apparently, he didn't expect that the patient in the emergency room was so serious.

But now that the matter has come to this, Song Chao is determined not to give in, because the patient who is coming soon is an acquaintance of Director Zhao Guoqiang, and this matter must be handled well.

"There will be a very serious patient soon. Director Zhao specially told me that he will come to our department for hospitalization, so I have to free up a private room for him."

At this time, there were only two single rooms in the entire general surgery department, one of which was occupied by Zhao Guoqiang's uncle. Song Chao would definitely not be able to free up that ward.

Based on this calculation, there are only 30 beds that can be adjusted now. After all, persimmons have to be handled softly, but what he never expected was that he met Wu Xiangdong today.

"I'm sorry, I'm in charge of the 30-bed patient now. I just gave him a barium enema. He's still in the critical period today and needs to be closely observed. Any noise may affect his prognosis, so this room must not be used again.

Adjusted."

Naturally, Wu Xiangdong didn't let Song Chao get what he wanted, because what he said was true. After all, people have to be on a first-come, first-served basis. What's more, the two-year-old child was already weak. He had just completed the operation and naturally needed a good rest.

At this time, Song Chao glanced at the time and knew that Director Zhao's illness was coming soon, and he felt a little panicked.

If he can't handle this matter well, coupled with the embarrassing incidents before, Zhao Guoqiang may even be tempted to fire him.

"Wu Xiangdong, this time I beg you to give up 30 beds, okay?"

"Now you just need to nod, and you don't need to come forward for the rest. I will take care of everything."

"If the child's family members are dissatisfied, I can first find him a private room in the pediatric department or even in the next door ward. As long as she can vacate the private room now, everything can be discussed."

Song Chao promised solemnly, and it seemed that he was willing to risk everything for the single room this time.

"If you could focus on your work, there wouldn't be so many problems in the ward." Wu Xiangdong showed disdain, despising Song Chao's behavior at all costs in order to cater to the leader.

Song Chao blushed at these words. His previous arrogance had long been forgotten. Now he only had one thought, which was to let Wu Xiangdong vacate the single room.
Chapter completed!