"Hiss, is this about settling scores after the autumn harvest?"
Old Qin stood frozen, the corners of his mouth twitching fiercely several tis before he finally shrugged his shoulders and, with a sniff, dashed into the office.
....
Jiang Ye changed into a fresh set of clothes at the family building, and without having breakfast, he drove out from the fire brigade.
The rhythm of life in the small mountain village was definitely slower than in the city center; people were just starting to get up and move around.
Smoke slowly began to rise from the chimneys of every household, and so people had already gone to the fields to work early.
It must be said, opening your eyes to such a scene was truly healing—a feeling like all the worries and pressures of life had vanished.
Lu Jing, wearing a coat, went downstairs with toiletries to wash up.
Although the room had been heated with coal the night before, it seed he still caught a bit of a cold.
No help for it, his constitution was too weak, and he would catch a chill if he wasn’t careful.
However, it was bearable for now, not too severe.
Along the way, he ran into several colleagues, and they all greeted each other:
"Good morning, Doctor Lu."
"Morning. Are you guys heading out for a run?"
"Yeah, it’s a habit."
Lu Jing greatly admired those colleagues who managed to make ti to exercise each day; after all, who would have the energy to work out after a day’s work when you’re just dead tired?
Upon reaching the courtyard on the ground floor, he saw the director himself leading people in preparing breakfast, with a large iron pot atop the fire, simring with white rice porridge.
Several male doctors were busy chopping vegetables, getting ready to stir-fry soon.
After all, with more than a dozen people around, you couldn’t expect the villagers to prepare every al, right?
That would be too troubleso for others!
Better to get things done ourselves, which is more convenient.
Besides, there were enough people.
It wouldn’t take much ti to pull a few people aside to get things done.
"Good morning, director," Lu Jing greeted.
This gastroenterology director was famously affable at the hospital, always beaming at everyone with a kindly deanor.
"Good morning, Dr. Xiao Lu. Hurry up and wash up; breakfast will soon be ready."
Lu Jing nodded,
"Got it, director!"
....
With a big iron pot, it hardly took any ti; whether cooking rice or stir-frying, everything was done super fast.
After Lu Jing finished washing up and took his things upstairs, he ca back down to find, indeed, the vegetables were all stir-fried.
It was just so simple greens, stir-fried plain.
Early in the morning, probably no one was in the mood for at anyway; it’d be too greasy.
As doctors, everyone still preferred to eat healthily.
Doctor Wei yawned, leaning over to whisper to Lu Jing,
"Dr. Xiao Lu, you didn’t sleep well last night, did you?"
Lu Jing felt a bit embarrassed:
"It was okay."
Doctor Wei smiled,
"You must not have fallen asleep until several hours into the early morning, right?"
Don’t think no one knows.
After all, it was the sa room; he was aware of the other’s movents.
Cough cough.
Speaking of last night, indeed he didn’t fall asleep until very late.
The bed was too hard; Lu Jing had never before slept on such a stiff board bed, and not long after lying down, his back hurt.
Plus, being new to this place, unfamiliar, and prone to hosickness, he inevitably tossed and turned for quite a while.
Unexpectedly, all these movents had been noticed by Doctor Wei.
Lu Jing had thought he was being careful enough.
Sigh, let it be.
"Probably around four o’clock."
Doctor Wei imdiately gave a look that said, ’I knew it’:
"You’ve only gotten about three hours of sleep; can you handle it?"
"Sure!"
It had beco quite the norm, hadn’t it?
What couldn’t he handle?
Wasn’t it often that he had to perform surgeries in the middle of the night and then work straight through until dawn, only to continue with his shifts?
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