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Chapter 2661 Frank has an accident, Qin Wenbin refuses to help.
"Don't pretend to be so profound!" Wang Gaosheng rolled his eyes. "Our running club has training after get off work today. Xiao Jiang and Xiao Gu have already coordinated their schedules. I came over to tell you that it would be best if you joined!"

"I'm not going!" Qin Wenbin shook his head vigorously, shoving the phone screen right in front of him. "Look at the messages in this group chat, the patients' recovery hasn't been going well lately. I haven't even been home, how could I have time to join some running club!"

"Besides, as I said before, it's just a nominal appointment; I'll just go and participate casually. I'm not expecting to get any high rankings!"

"What's wrong?" Qin Wenbin leaned closer, his tone ambiguous. "You don't actually expect to get a promotion because of some running award, do you?"

"Uh..." Wang Gaosheng instantly felt like he'd been hit with a 1-point attack, and immediately flew into a rage. "Get out! Get out!"

"You're like a well-fed man who doesn't know the hunger of a starving man!"

"You are now the deputy director of cardiac surgery with a senior professional title. Not to mention in your department, you must be the youngest in the entire surgical department!"

"But I, your old brother, am still a long-time attending physician!"

"How can I ask Dean Lü to revise my paper if I don't get a good ranking?"

"If Dean Lü won't help me revise my thesis, my chances of promotion next time are very slim."

"Sigh~" Qin Wenbin sighed, leaning his whole body back in the chair, and the joking look on his face gradually disappeared.

Don't be fooled by some medical dramas on TV, where all the main characters are young department heads; those are just screenwriters romanticizing the medical profession.

In reality, it's not uncommon for young people to achieve great things in a large hospital—after all, there are geniuses among 14 billion people—but the vast majority are like Lao Wang, waiting for their chance.

They don't have lofty ideals; most just want to make a living and get a senior professional title before retirement, so that they can be respectfully addressed as "Director" when they go out.

So this running club seems a bit unreliable, but it's really Old Wang's last resort. It's probably Lu Yuan's last straw, since his educational background is like that of an orphan.

Indeed, a well-fed person doesn't know the hunger of an starving person, and has no right to judge other people's actions. If it were them, they wouldn't even think of a solution; they might have already given up and gone to a private hospital to relax.

"Pfft~" But seeing his aggrieved look, Qin Wenbin couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't worry, my stamina is definitely not a problem. Even without training, I'll still be able to manage. At the very least, I won't hold you back."

"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore, the Jade Emperor's decree has arrived again~" Wang Gaosheng saw the summons message in the group and didn't dare to delay, so he quickly got up.

General surgery is essentially general surgery, and it covers a wide variety of things, so patients usually have to shuttle between the emergency department and the general surgery department.

[Dr. Qin, you promised to treat me to a meal, but it's been so long and I haven't heard anything for days!]

I'm so sorry, I don't know what's going on lately, but surgeries keep piling up, and I'm so exhausted I haven't even been home. I'm practically living in the hospital's on-call room every day.

Taking a break from his busy afternoon, Qin Wenbin chatted with his third sister, Jiang Han. She and his younger brother, Dr. Jiang, have completely different personalities.

Because of his shyness, the younger brother didn't dare to confess his feelings to the girl he liked. Everyone probably could tell that he was interested in Gu Shiyi, but he just hesitated and didn't dare to take any action.

As for the older sister's enthusiasm, ever since that incident in the office a few days ago, wow, she's been on fire, like she's been injected with chicken blood. The first thing she does when she opens her eyes tomorrow morning is to see her messages.

Ironically, I don't dislike them because, unlike some girls, you don't have to reply to their messages, and they might even get upset if you reply late.

[Looking back...] I'm editing a text and preparing to send it.

"Bang!" The office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Xiao Xu, breathless, said, "Teacher, Pipi has encountered some trouble. Her pulse and blood oxygen levels are not normal. You need to go and take a look right away!"

"Let's go!" Qin Wenbin put his phone in his pocket and quickly got up to go to the intensive care unit.

After more than half an hour of emergency treatment, the patient's vital signs finally stabilized. The main reason for the delay was that the patient had waited too long. This kind of illness needs to be detected and treated early; the longer it is delayed, the slower the recovery. After get off work that evening, Qin Wenbin had originally planned to finally have some free time and rest at home.

As soon as I arrived at the underground parking lot, I saw someone standing in front of my car, with small, squinting eyes and a smile on their face.

He said helplessly, "Old Wang, why don't you go home after get off work? What are you doing here with nothing to do?"

"Waiting for you!" Wang Gaosheng said with a matter-of-fact expression, holding a shopping bag in his hand. "Hurry up and open the car door, Xiao Jiang and Lao Liu are already at the stadium. They were wondering why you were so slow getting off work this time. Not being eager to leave work is just plain wrong!"

"No ..."

"Oh dear, the first competition is just around the corner. As the old saying goes, even last-minute sparring can be effective. Besides, in our northern dialect, what can a single old bachelor like you do at home?"

"How about I treat you to dinner later?"

"That's more like it!" As long as there's food to eat, there's nothing wrong with it. Qin Wenbin really doesn't find going home very interesting.

Drive to the stadium.

"Old Qin, a friend of mine works in the medical department. I heard that guy named Frank, I think he transferred to a private hospital!" Wang Gaosheng said casually, opening his shopping bag, which was filled with sportswear. Even an emperor wouldn't starve his soldiers; the hospital must have funds for organizing runs.

"Yes, he's a complete idiot!"

These days, major surgeries should still be performed in top-tier hospitals, and even after surgery, if conditions permit, you can recuperate in a private hospital with a better environment.

In China, the top doctors are still in top-tier public hospitals. I've never heard of a medical doctor who, after graduating, could have stayed at a top-tier hospital but chose to go to a private one.

Why didn't Qin Wenbin retaliate against Frank's provocation?
It wasn't because he was particularly magnanimous, but because he already knew how this big fool would end up.

He thought China was France!
Private hospitals here are completely different from those abroad, almost the complete opposite. It's just that the national conditions are different.

Qin Wenbin's long-awaited event didn't keep him waiting long. It was Monday, and he was about to go to the cafeteria for lunch after finishing his outpatient appointments when he received a call from Pan Yue.

"Hey you…"

"Wenbin, Frank's in trouble, you have to save him!" Pan Yue's voice sounded very anxious on the other end of the phone.

Upon hearing this, Qin Wenbin's lips curled up; it was already quite an achievement that he didn't laugh out loud.

"What happened?" This is essentially a rhetorical question.

"Frank is undergoing surgery at Nankang Hospital today, but he developed arrhythmia during the procedure. The ambulance is on its way to your hospital now. You must save him!"

Just as I was about to say something more, the other party hung up the phone.

I had just put down my phone when I saw an emergency message in the group chat.

[A 42-year-old foreign male patient, whose myocarditis surgery at a private hospital failed, urgently needs a consultation with a senior associate professor or above in cardiac surgery or cardiology!]

"Serves him right!" Qin Wenbin felt a surge of satisfaction.

save?
Save the shit!
To be continued.

(End of this chapter)