Chapter 561: Chapter 553: Presenting the Silk Banner Chapter 561: Chapter 553: Presenting the Silk Banner “Are you asking about Doctor Tong?”
The nurse, oblivious to Zhu Xiaohong’s intentions, mindlessly relayed information already known around the hospital.
“Yes, that Doctor Tong.”
Zhu Xiaohong’s eyes flickered.
She knew the female doctor’s surna was Tong.
She happened to notice it on the doctor’s ID card during the ward rounds.
Her na is Tong Shu.
The na was odd, possibly consisting of her father’s surna, Tong, and her mother’s, Shu, as city dwellers often na their only children this way.
“Doctors Tong and Tang are among the best young doctors here.”
When ntioning these two, the nurse couldn’t help but show admiration in her eyes and expression.
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Despite their young age, their dical skills, being passed down from their ancestors, were not inferior to ordinary doctors.
Plus, both were bone specialists.
“You were quite lucky.
Doctor Tong’s surgical schedule is always full.
If she didn’t happen to have a free slot that day, you wouldn’t have been operated on by her, nor would you be recovering so well now.”
“Indeed, indeed.” Zhu Xiaohong heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this from the nurse.
Thinking about herself being operated on by a doctor from a renowned dical family, she felt even less worried.
In such a large hospital, with such good doctors, and everyone saying her leg will be fine, why would there be any issues?
Perhaps it was because she finally felt truly relieved, or perhaps the operation was impeccably done, her recovery during the past several days was constantly improving.
Even the previous lingering pain in her leg was gradually fading.
Each day was better than the last.
“Did you hear?”
Li Jia whispered into Tang Yuxin’s ear.
“Hmm?” Tang Yuxin was busy writing sothing on her paper.
Her pen was quickly scratching across the page, listing one dicinal herb after another.
If you were not a person who had spent decades working with these herbs and accumulated vast knowledge of traditional Chinese dicine, you wouldn’t have any idea what she was writing.
The herbs seed unrelated, but in reality, they were interconnected.
Missing one could alter the efficacy of the prescription; adding one more could turn a life-saving prescription into poison.
That’s why she was always busy concocting these redies whenever she was free.
“Are you listening to at all?”
Li Jia yanked on Tang Yuxin’s braids, which were long enough to be tied into little horns.
Tang Yuxin thought the style was rather cute and practical, plus their main focus was to look neat and tidy as doctors, not to be eye-catchingly attractive.
As for what Li Jia had just said, Tang Yuxin was well aware.
Wasn’t it plain old multi-tasking?
“Let tell you…”
Li Jia dragged a chair over, leaned over the table, and began with a mysterious look.
“A patient gave Doctor Tong a giant silk banner.
I wonder why we don’t have such a banner?”
With a sigh, Li Jia pressed her face against the desk, “When will I receive such a banner ah, that would prove that I’ve made it.”
“Soon.”
Patting Li Jia’s shoulder, Tang Yuxin comforted, “You’ve made significant progress.
Rember when you were too scared to step into the operating room?
Now you can do surgeries on your own.”
Lifted by these words, Li Jia sat up abruptly, “You’re right, I’ve made great progress.
Among all the doctors who started with us, I’ve made the most progress.”
“Yes,” she nodded, having resolved her concerns.
“We shouldn’t compare ourselves to those big dical families with centuries or even millennia of dical heritage.
Right?”
Without saying a word, Tang Yuxin rely smiled.
Those were their concerns, and had nothing to do with her.
Regarding the silk banner, she never desired one.
She preferred her office to remain simple and uncluttered.
Titles are for show; dical Skills speak for themselves.
She picked up her pen again, falling into a daze over the prescription.
This prescription was a product of her occasional inspirations.
She needed to change so of the dicinal materials but was uncertain which ones.
Having studied it for quite a while, she wanted the dicine ready when Gu Ning returned.
It’s good for his kidneys.
He should eat it, especially after the previous injury.
It’s better to be safe than sorry.
She tossed the unfinished prescription into her bag.
It was ti to clock off.
Unless there were significant concerns, she could head back to her dorm.
Having changed her clothes, she made a round in the hallway and unintentionally passed by Tong Shu’s office.
As expected, she saw a silk banner standing inside with the words “Miraculous Doctor, Cures upon Prescriptions” and Zhu Xiaohong’s na on it.
With this, she should be reassured.
True, she had been overly worried.
After all, she wasn’t the patient’s doctor; naturally, the chief surgeon would handle it.
She turned around and left.
However, upon leaving, she encountered a woman in a wheelchair.
Hmph.
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Tang Yuxin halted her steps at the abrupt voice, looking down at the woman sitting in the wheelchair with her leg in a cast.
“Oh, so you’re here too.
I rember you’re a doctor.
Are you the intern at this hospital?” scoffed Zhu Xiaohong.
“At this rate, you’ll never surpass Doctor Tong.
One should know their place.
Don’t think that just because you’ve been to dical school for a few years, you’re a real doctor.
Wait until the day you beco as brilliant as Doctor Tong, then you can call yourself a doctor.
I’m ashad for you.”
Tang Yuxin listened, seemingly affected.
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