Rushing to the hospital, I arrived at the clinic’s office at the last second.
The intern had already cleaned the office; upon seeing Lu Jing, he quickly greeted :
"Doctor Lu, good morning."
"Morning."
"Doctor Lu, may we start calling the numbers now?"
There were quite a few people waiting outside, and so far, the appointnts had reached number 28. Even if it took only five minutes per patient, it would take two hours to finish without any breaks for water or using the restroom.
The hospital is really busy in the morning; only in the afternoon does the outpatient clinic get a little break.
Luckily, everyone was already accustod to this.
Patients often beco impatient while waiting, complaining or, even worse, cursing the hospital and the dical staff.
The most crucial part was that we couldn’t curse back, we could only endure silently.
Sotis we would get hit and still have to apologize.
If soone filed an official complaint, at the least we would be suspended for investigation, or at the worst, we would be fired and sent packing.
Because of these unwritten rules, everyone had co up with a strategy.
That was, if soone caused trouble, we’d quickly hide, and we’d better hide next to the expensive equipnt.
The hospital might not protect its dical staff, but if a machine was damaged, they most certainly would have to compensate!
The cost of that hospital equipnt — just one small machine could be exorbitantly priced, at least starting in the millions; the expensive ones cost billions.
They wouldn’t survive the compensation!
It was a choice made out of sheer necessity.
Who would want this?
It was rely a desperate ans of self-protection.
Lu Jing pulled out a chair and sat down; the computer was already turned on. Ten fingers tapped the keyboard to enter the userna and password.
When the login page showed a successful login, I called out to the intern:
"Let’s begin."
Only then did the intern stand at the door:
"Number one, is number one here?"
A middle-aged man stood up from his seat:
"Here, here."
"Co in, please."
"Yeah, okay."
Indeed, it was almost five minutes per patient. Fortunately, Lu Jing was a doctor who explained things in great detail, and the patients could understand him, thus eliminating the need for follow-up questions.
Any more delays and patients would have to rejoin the queue for their follow-up visits.
So, explaining everything clearly in one go was the way to avoid these problems.
"Number two..."
"Number three..."
Until the intern called out the na for number seventeen:
"Number seventeen, Gu Cheng, is Gu Cheng here?"
In the office, Lu Jing was quite startled.
I muttered quietly to myself:
"Gu Cheng?"
A nasake?
Or the Gu Cheng I was thinking of?
If it had been before, I wouldn’t have been so sensitive.
But these past few days, I had heard too much about the Gu Family, so I was inevitably surprised to hear a na that was both identical in surna and given na.
As I pondered with a frown, the intern spoke out again:
"Are you Gu Cheng?"
"Yes."
"Please co in."
"Okay."
Lu Jing looked up, and even though I had ntally prepared myself, I was still montarily stunned when I saw who ca in.
Gu Cheng, on the other hand, had a smile spread across his face:
"Doctor Lu? Or should I call you sister-in-law?"
Cough.
Lu Jing coughed.
The intern, realizing the two knew each other, quietly left and closed the door behind him.
Lu Jing forced a smile:
"Here at the hospital, please call Doctor Lu. Have a seat."
The tone was very stern and formal.
There wasn’t a hint of anything special.
Gu Cheng did as told and sat down, and Lu Jing began the usual questioning:
"What’s the problem?"
"My leg."
"Which part? What’s wrong with it exactly?"
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