??Chapter 32: 031: Overprotective Maniac
Chapter 32: 031: Overprotective Maniac
Dihong Hospital.
Changling Wen returned from her morning rounds and saw two takeout boxes on the nurse station’s table, which appeared to contain desserts; the boxes were very exquisite.
Jiahui said, “One of those is yours.”
“I didn’t place an order.”
“Qiao Yi’s wealthy best friend treated us, she treated all the nurses in the hospital,” Jiahui was quite surprised, “I thought Qiao Yi was bragging, but it turns out she really does have a rich and beautiful best friend.”
Food shouldn’t be left on the worktable, so Changling Wen went over to put the items away.
“Changling.”
Tu Qizhen was calling her: “Co here for a mont.”
The head nurse’s office was nearby, shared between the day and night shifts.
The door was open, and Changling Wen knocked twice before entering.
Tu Qizhen handed her a check-up form: “There is a custor in the check-up building, could you go and assist her?”
“Should I go?”
Changling Wen was from the oncology departnt and was not responsible for the check-up building.
Tu Qizhen explained, “The custor is a VIP of the hospital, who specifically requested your accompanint. You don’t need to be nervous, there’s nothing that crosses different departnts, just help her follow the route indicated on the form through each of the check-up items.”
Changling Wen glanced at the check-up form and saw the na Fang Jiyin.
Dihong Hospital is a private institution where service is paramount, and the treatnt for VIPs is very high-end, requiring one-on-one personal accompanint during a check-up. Changling Wen t Miss Fang in the resting room of the check-up building.
She approached her, “Hello, Miss Fang.”
Fang Jiyin took off her hat and mask, and she was more attractive in person than on television, perhaps because she’s not photogenic.
So people online said Fang Jiyin looked too blandly pretty, her beauty was understated. But even if understated, she was beautiful nonetheless. She was a professional Go player, ranked seventh dan. She beca famous at an early age and held a high status in the world of Go.
Unflappable, like a serene chrysanthemum, that was how Fang Jiyin’s fans described her.
Changling Wen had watched her match videos as well.
“Are you Changling Wen?” she asked kindly, with a faint smile on her face, slender in figure, and paler than the average person.
Changling Wen had read her dical file before arriving; her health wasn’t very good.
“Yes, I am Changling Wen.”
Fang Jiyin stood up, “I’m sorry for the inconvenience of asking you to co over.” After expressing her apology, she explained, “It was supposed to be Qiao Yi accompanying
to the check-up, but she happened to be busy, so she recomnded you to , I hope I’m not disturbing you.”
She seed easy to get along with.
Changling Wen received her earnestly, “It’s no trouble at all, not disturbing.”
“This is my check-up form.”
Fang Jiyin handed over her form.
Changling Wen already had a copy but still took it, offering to hold it for her.
Before starting the check-up, Changling Wen asked, “Miss Fang, have you eaten or drunk anything this morning?”
“No.”
“May we start with drawing blood then? The place is on the second floor, quite close by.”
“Yes, that’s fine.”
Since there were many check-up items, Changling Wen first took Fang Jiyin to complete those that required fasting. Afterwards, she escorted her to the VIP dining room for a al, and they continued with the remaining items after eating.
In the middle, Fang Jiyin expressed a desire to rest for a while, and Changling Wen took her to a special resting room.
After placing her handbag on the soft leather sofa, Fang Jiyin politely asked with a smile, “Miss Wen, could you please get
a glass of water?”
“Certainly, just a mont, please.”
The water dispenser was right nearby, and Changling Wen brought over a glass of warm water.
Just as Fang Jiyin reached out to touch the glass, she withdrew her hand. Her hands, reserved for playing Go, were fair, clean, and appeared quite delicate. She asked with a polite smile, “This is a bit too hot, may I have another glass?”
“I’ll get it for you.”
Changling Wen got her a slightly cooler glass of water.
After Fang Jiyin took a sip, she frowned slightly, “This is too cold.” She set the glass down on the coffee table.
“I apologize, I’ll get you another one.”
Changling Wen reevaluated her initial impression of Fang Jiyin.
Miss Fang had kept her composure from start to finish, polite and pleasant throughout, “I’m the one who should apologize; I’m quite picky, and I’ve troubled you.”
“It’s no trouble.”
Changling went to get another cup of water.
This ti, Miss Fang didn’t make any further requests, she accepted the cup and thanked him, but didn’t drink the water.
Being a VIP client, she didn’t have to queue, and within less than two hours, she had completed all her check-up procedures. The results would be ready tomorrow when a professional doctor would follow up.
The assistant who ca to pick up Miss Fang had already arrived.
Miss Fang put her mask and hat back on, and before leaving, she thanked Changling, “Thank you for today.”
“No need to thank .”
VIPs are gods.
Although Changling didn’t work in the VIP building, he had heard this slightly outrageous yet very real saying.
After seeing off the VIP, Changling folded back to the lobby, from where the elevator could take him back to the oncology ward. While waiting for the elevator, Jhiang Youyou was there too.
“Dr. Jhiang.”
Jhiang Youyou glanced at the door of the nanny car, “Do you know Miss Fang?”
Changling shook his head, “I t her for the first ti today.”
Speaking with the tone of soone experienced, Jhiang Youyou advised her, “Keep your distance from her, she’s toxic.”
That afternoon, Changling was “poisoned.”
Tu Qizhen called her into the office, saying, “You’ve been complained about by a VIP.”
This was the first complaint Changling had ever received in her career.
“What’s the reason?”
“The VIP claims you had a bad attitude.”
Bad attitude.
This was not sothing easy to refute, as people have different perspectives, so Changling didn’t defend herself.
“I’ll ask HR to see if we can avoid it going on record.” Getting the complaint withdrawn was unlikely, so Tu Qizhen could only try to mitigate the effects.
At Dihong Hospital, complaints are managed by HR, and any nurse with a record of complaints can be affected in terms of promotion.
Having worked with Changling for two years, Tu Qizhen was familiar with her character. Though she wasn’t very talkative, she always behaved appropriately, knew her place, and had a gentle and quiet deanor; she couldn’t have had a bad attitude. It was definitely an issue on the VIP’s side.
“It’s not necessary,” said Changling, not wanting to trouble anyone.
“It’s not a problem; just a matter of speaking up,” Tu Qizhen imdiately called a contact in HR.
*****
Miss Fang had an event at four o’clock, and her assistant ca to pick her up at six.
The assistant was a young girl who appeared very young, nad Manman, “Sister, give
the items.”
Miss Fang handed her the Qichun and the chessboard. “You return these to the sponsors, I’ll drive myself back.”
Manman placed the items in the nanny car, “I should take you; you can rest in the car on the way.”
“No need, you can finish early after returning those to the sponsors.”
“Okay, thank you, sister.”
Manman left first.
Miss Fang’s car was parked nearby, white in color and very modest in style. This model was mostly owned by n, and Xie Shang had a black one.
At the intersection, the signal turned green, and the white sedan drove in the straight lane, not very fast.
On the access road, a red motorcycle was parked, and shortly after the white sedan passed by, its rider put on a helt, started the engine, and followed behind.
Approaching the next intersection, the motorcyclist didn’t hesitate and sped up to ram into the back of the white car.
The car, which was decelerating, braked abruptly, but the impact shook the entire vehicle, causing it to lurch forward as the rear crumpled with a loud crash.
Because of the inertia, Miss Fang’s head hit the steering wheel hard, causing her to painfully sprawl across it, taking quite a while to recover.
The motorcyclist took off the helt, ran a hand through hair, and with a beautiful face set firm, went to knock on the car window.
“Hey!”
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