Chapter 799: Chapter 538: What an Embarrassment
Chuxia looked speechlessly at Ye Meiru, who stood there unmoved: "Your teacher seems to be in trouble, you really know how to stay calm."
"What could happen to him..." Ye Meiru frowned and looked at her, "You want me to move aside so you can go in, right? Unfortunately, my legs are still cramping, can’t move."
"Teacher! Teacher!..." Li Qing saw Huang Baoquan’s condition worsening, didn’t care about embarrassment, and anxiously shouted outside, "Ye Meiru, hurry up and move! Lin Chuxia, could you ask Teacher Jing to come and take a look, the teacher seems to have suffered an internal injury."
"What nonsense are you talking!" Ye Meiru sternly stopped him, not moving aside. She was aware, as Huang Baoquan had been wanting to go to the bathroom but never made it. He complained about it to her in the morning, and before he could leave, Li Qing came in, followed by Lin Chuxia.
She felt uncomfortable seeing Chuxia not giving her a hard time, so she didn’t consider Huang Baoquan and blocked the doorway. When Li Qing called out Huang Baoquan’s name, she guessed that Huang Baoquan couldn’t hold his urine anymore.
Men of this age are no longer young, sometimes it’s easy for them to face such embarrassments, so she resolutely stood there to prevent Chuxia from going in and seeing the joke.
Now hearing Li Qing actually asking Lin Chuxia to get Jing Zhe over, she panicked. That would be throwing shame all the way to grandma’s house, she had to stop it. Seeing Chuxia about to leave, she grabbed her, resolute in not letting her go, "I’ll let you in, okay?"
"Ye Meiru, the teacher is in this state, and you’re still causing trouble. Do you really want to risk the teacher’s life before you’re satisfied?" Li Qing shouted urgently, "Lin Chuxia, hurry up and find Teacher Jing, I’m begging you, quickly!"
"Ye Meiru, how many lives do you want to harm?" Chuxia tugged at Ye Meiru’s hand but couldn’t shake it off, frowning at her, "Is one Huang Xinlong not enough?"
"He’s fine..." Ye Meiru bit her lip, whispered, "He probably wet his pants, if Jing Zhe comes over, the whole hospital will know. How can he stay at the hospital in the future?"
"If he just wet his pants, would he stay silent?"
As Chuxia said this, Ye Meiru suddenly froze. Right, how did she not consider it? Huang Baoquan should fear embarrassment. How could he not stop Li Qing?
At this moment, her legs weren’t numb anymore, she swiftly turned and ran into the office, seeing Huang Baoquan half collapsed in Li Qing’s arms, eyes tightly shut, face pale, and a large wet patch beneath his pants... Seeing the situation, she panicked and turned back shouting at Chuxia, "Quick, quick, quick, find... find Jing Zhe!"
This is not the time to argue with her, Chuxia swiftly ran out.
Jing Zhe was reviewing the handover records Wu Jingbo brought back when Chuxia breezed in, puzzled, "What’s going on?"
"Hurry!" Chuxia pulled Jing Zhe outside. She wasn’t being inconsiderate. Though Huang Baoquan treated her poorly and Ye Meiru was hateful, given the situation wasn’t clear, she would rather not shout for the whole hospital’s attention.
Watching a scene is part of many people’s nature, though she sometimes enjoyed watching too, only if others created it for her to watch. Being a propagator herself was impossible.
Knowing Chuxia’s character, Jing Zhe stopped asking, followed her at a quick pace to Huang Baoquan’s office.
Huang Baoquan was already in a complete coma, Li Qing was sweating profusely, Ye Meiru stood helplessly on the side, unsure what to do. Seeing Jing Zhe come in, she rushed over, "Jing Zhe, you must save him. I didn’t intentionally delay. If I knew he was really sick, I wouldn’t have stopped Lin Chuxia."
"Move!" Jing Zhe shoved her aside, raced to Li Qing’s side, glanced quickly at Huang Baoquan’s condition, and instantly realized what needed to be done, ordering Wu Jingbo, who followed, "Prepare operating room number two, quick!"
"Yes!" Wu Jingbo replied, running out.
Chuxia pushed a cart in, followed by four nurses. With Li Qing and herself, six people, it was no problem lifting Huang Baoquan onto it.
Jing Zhe pushed her aside: "Leave it, I’ll do it."
Ten minutes later, Huang Baoquan was in the operating room. The cause: bladder rupture.
Chuxia was back in the office when Song Xiaoyu and Wang Jing had already heard the news.
"Isn’t this what they call karma?" Wang Jing asked with a smile looking at Chuxia, "Don’t blame me for being mean, hearing about his incident, I couldn’t be happier."
"Hehe..." With no one around, Chuxia also smiled, "Actually I also find it funny, dying from holding in urine, isn’t referring to people like him?"
"You all..." Song Xiaoyu shook her head helplessly, looking at Chuxia, "We’ve already done rounds. Did you bring the handover records?"
"I brought them along, after sending Director Huang to the operating room, Li Qing and I did the handover." Chuxia said handing the handover book to Song Xiaoyu.
After handling the hospital discharge procedures for Old Wang’s surgery, the couple came to bid farewell to Chuxia. Once inside, after thanking Chuxia, Old Wang’s wife mysteriously asked her, "Doctor Xiao Lin, we heard on arrival that a doctor caused their bladder to burst by holding in their urine. Is that true?"
"Sort of," Chuxia looked at her seriously. "From now on, be sure not to hold your urine. It’s bad for your health and can be life-threatening."
"Yes, yes, yes, we will definitely pay attention. It’s too scary," said Old Wang’s wife, glancing at her husband. "Did you hear that? You always like to hold it in when you’re busy and don’t go to the bathroom. You can’t keep doing that; otherwise, it will be even more shameful."
Old Wang’s face turned bright red. "What nonsense are you saying..." He then turned to apologize to Chuxia, "Doctor Xiao Lin, my wife’s words are a bit unfiltered, please don’t take it to heart."
"Aunt Wang’s words are quite interesting; this one is particularly true, and we quite like it," Chuxia chuckled and reminded Old Wang, "Uncle Wang, you just had surgery, don’t over-exert yourself. Pay attention to resting at home; if you need to bend over, do it slowly. When you can move painlessly, then you can bend freely to pick things up."
"I know, I know, Elder Yuan has already told me. Doctor Xiao Lin, thank you so much, my stitches have been removed, and you can barely see the scar; your medical skills are really superb."
Chuxia smiled, "Uncle Wang, didn’t you say you didn’t care whether the stitching looked good or not?"
"Hehe..." Old Wang sheepishly scratched his head. "I... I just wanted Doctor Xiao Lin to know the results of the surgery."
"That’s not it," Old Wang’s wife exposed him. "He wants to show off his good health and recovery in the bathhouse with his old pals. This person may seem quiet here, but he certainly doesn’t admit aging in front of those old buddies."
"Who doesn’t admit aging..." Old Wang looked at his wife defiantly. "Besides, I’m not old at all, only forty-eight. What’s old about that?"
"Yes, yes, yes, you’re not old, you can compete with a twenty-eight-year-old young man; does that sound better?" Old Wang’s wife said as she supported him out, "Let’s not delay Doctor Xiao Lin’s work, Doctor Song, Doctor Xiao Wong, we’re leaving; we’ll come back to see you again."
"Please, don’t come back," Chuxia said with a smile. "It’s best if Uncle and Aunt Wang never have to come to the hospital again; of course, I’d be very happy to meet you elsewhere."
"Thank you for your kind words, Doctor Xiao Lin," Old Wang’s wife beamed with joy. "When I say I’ll come to see you, I mean bringing some good food, not coming when we’re sick."
"When Uncle Wang fully recovers, just come and let us know; as for the good food, don’t worry about it. We don’t want to get scolded by our superiors," Chuxia said, glancing at Wang Jing. "Senior Sister, am I right?"
"Right, Uncle and Aunt Wang, the hospital has regulations. Doctors and nurses are not allowed to solicit or accept any goods from patients’ families, including delicious food, as those are also goods. We don’t dare to eat them," Wang Jing said.
"These regulations are really not good," Old Wang’s wife took a few steps, couldn’t help but look back at Chuxia, "Doctor Xiao Lin, when can Big Brother Wang be discharged?" She was referring to Wang Chunjie’s father, the volleyball player.
"In another two days, he can be discharged," Chuxia reassured her. "Aunt Wang, don’t worry, Elder Wang is recovering well, there won’t be any problems."
"Sigh, that Director Huang is too much. I have to tell the neighbors that if they come to the hospital, they shouldn’t let Director Huang do the surgery; that’s not surgery, that’s pig slaughtering!" She shook her head, "Big Brother Wang said after making him strip and lie on the bed, no one cared for half a day. Later, a female doctor came over, lifted the sheet, and shaved his hair, even scraping his skin, then left him there for half a day. Anyway, he said he felt like a pig waiting to be butchered."
This metaphor...
Wang Jing couldn’t help but laugh, "Aunt Wang, if you really slaughtered a pig, would it obediently wait there?"
"Hehe..." Old Wang’s wife touched her head and laughed. "It’s just a metaphor. Seeing Chunjie working herself to exhaustion during training yet still taking care of her father, I feel a real ache in my heart. If I had a son, I’d marry Chunjie into the family. Unfortunately, I only have a daughter, sigh..."
After Old Wang and his wife left, Chuxia went to check on Elder Wang’s wound. As Elder Yuan predicted, he would need another two days to be discharged.
The old man was truly suffering and anxious for his unwell spouse at home, persistently pestering Chuxia to handle his discharge, insisting it would be just as well to recover at home.
"Uncle Wang, doing this means you’re being irresponsible to yourself. This matter is non-negotiable. Elder Yuan said two days to discharge, so it must be two days."
Old Wang found an excuse, "Doctor Xiao Wang is discharged, and nobody else likes to chat. It’s too dull for me here!"
"Are you looking for company to chat with during hospitalization?" Chuxia amusingly looked at him, "Think about Sister Chunjie; hang in there a little longer, two days will pass quickly."
"Does it really have to be two days?"
"Yes, Elder Yuan is the authority, you should trust him."
"Alright," Old Wang drooped his head down, like an eggplant beaten by frost. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit to read.)