Ren Chongda was in a state of panic and hurriedly walked over to stop Mother Geng: "What did he do wrong? Do you need me to help you criticize and educate him?"
Teachers who have been influenced by educational theory do not approve of physically punishing students, and no one, including parents, is allowed to do so.
Mother Gengâs hand remained frozen in mid-air, stuck in her own dilemma. Though anger welled up inside her, she couldnât bring herself to hit her own son.
Others could see what was on her mind.
Ren Chongda said to the parent, "Yongzhe wants to become a doctor. Doctors canât consider a patientâs social status. A doctorâs only enemy is the disease."
Mother Geng recalled that her eldest son wanted to become a doctor and lowered her hand, but her face was still wracked with worry. She had thought that letting her eldest son become a doctor would be good for his younger brother. She hadnât expected this kind of trouble and was unsure whether those bastards would make things difficult for her son.
"Donât worry, things will get solved. Doctors may not have other skills, but they are smarter than most," Ren Chongda continued to reassure the parent that being a doctor wouldnât make her son dumber.
His words seemed to have a deeper meaning she couldnât quite grasp.
In the past, he couldnât have understood it either, but after Student Xie personally taught him, he began to understand. Geng Yongzheâs worried expression eased somewhat as he told his mother, "Mom, donât worry, thereâs no way I wonât be rewarded for treating her successfully."
Itâs only natural for doctors to receive appropriate compensation for curing patients.
Mother Geng heard her elder son, and she gripped his hand.
"As for Little Hui, heâll be fine," Geng Yongzhe said, believing in Student Xieâs assistance in the operating room. After all, he was slightly worried about Chang Jiawei, whose surgical skills he hadnât personally witnessed.
"Is Xie Wanying inside assisting?" Ren Chongda asked in surprise.
"Yingyingâs on an orthopedic surgery table? Didnât she not intern in orthopedics?" Pan Shihua was equally shocked upon hearing the news.
Apparently, none of those present that day, including Geng Yongzhe, had shared this news for some unknown reason.
Tao Zhijie promptly turned back and said, "Letâs go and take a look."
The junior sister was going to participate in an orthopedic surgery; no one knew how it would play out. Everyone seemed to hear this thought weighing on his mind as he urgently made his way over.
Ren Chongda saw him and followed, displeased: "Why are you rushing ahead of me?"
To check on the student, it should be him, the counselor, who goes first.
Pan Shihua jogged lightly, following the two teachers, equally eager to see Student Xieâs surgery.
If it werenât for taking care of his mom, Geng Yongzhe would have wanted to see it long ago.
The three of them slipped through the surgery room doors, only to find someone pacing nervously down the corridor.
"Itâs Zhang Tinghai," Ren Chongda identified the person, changed into operating room slippers, and ran over, "Heâs in charge of Geng Yonghuiâs surgery today."
The anesthesiologist wasnât in the surgery room but was wandering around looking for something, signaling to everyone that something had gone wrong with the operation.
Tao Zhijie and Pan Shihua caught up.
Zhang Tinghai hadnât noticed the three approaching. After checking a few surgical rooms, he found his target and stood at the door, saying, "Dr. Cao."
Cao Yong was the first to hear his voice. He turned back and, upon seeing his appearance, maintained a very calm expression, as if he had expected him, and said, "Whatâs the matter, Doctor Zhang?"
"Dr. Cao, youâre not on the operating table today, are you?" Zhang Tinghai scanned the chief surgeon sitting on the stool and the assistant standing beside. It wasnât Cao Yong.