Chapter 2289: 2212 Is nobody wrong?

2212 Is nobody wrong?

Where there are songs and dances of peace, there are booming guns and cannons.

Where some are delighted, others are grief-stricken.

Lin Ge smoothly took over Section Chief Mao's position, becoming the new head of the Science and Education Department, feeling proud and pleased.

Although the sidelined Section Chief Mao still held a division-level post, he had lost real power; for the Section Chief Mao who was recuperating, this was no less than a thunderclap from five directions.

She was angry,

She was unwilling.

Lin Ge's side, bustling and prosperous, indeed pleased Director Yan greatly; the scientific and educational work that had been immobile for years seemed to take a leap forward in an instant.

If it were only that many domestic hospitals came to 912 to study, Section Chief Mao would not be convinced.

Di Du itself is the nation's medical center; each large tertiary hospital lacks trainees. Although Zheng Lao Ban's surgery livestream—'peach and plum say nothing, yet a path forms beneath them'—there have been huge changes compared to before, but Section Chief Mao believes he can still find reasons.

However, through a liver transplant surgery, 912 joined forces with top overseas hospitals, publicity spreading everywhere, leaving Section Chief Mao without the strength to argue.

She didn't think that during work, her daily tasks were just wrangling, never finding benefits from the trainees.

Continuous illness had already driven her spirit to the brink of collapse; adding Lin Ge's promotion as an incentive, Section Chief Mao broke down completely.

She lay in bed, staring blankly at the white ceiling; life had lost all meaning.

Section Chief Mao couldn't even be bothered to scold her lover.

Is it meaningful? No, it's completely meaningless.

What did I do wrong? It seems nothing was wrong. In her boredom, Section Chief Mao's mind kept flashing back to past events one after another.

At first I only did things impartially, rejecting the exceptional case at the hospital affairs meeting.

Is acting impartially also considered a mistake?

In the end, Director Yan gave the go-ahead, promoted him exceptionally, and he directly became chief physician and professor.

Rules and regulations are set for ordinary doctors; for someone like Zheng Lao Ban… Section Chief Mao's heart flooded with countless complaints, overwhelming her.

But after that day, I realized Zhao Wenhua was merely an insignificant clinical team-leading professor; I definitely had to side with Zheng Lao Ban.

Yet I made that choice, and it was of no use at all.

Running around eagerly, I took the red booklet of the professor and senior professional title, personally delivered it to Zheng Lao Ban's hands, only to end up with a hot face pressing a cold butt.

Section Chief Mao still remembers that Zheng Lao Ban didn't accept it, seeming to disdain these things entirely.

He seemed to be rushing to rescue, performing emergency surgery on a patient who had a wine bottle lodged in his rectum and was suffering massive bleeding.

Even now, the contemptuous smile of the doctor named Su Yun often appears in Section Chief Mao's heart.

Do they really not care? The senior professional title and full professorship at 912 go without saying.

Although Director Yan personally gave the go-ahead, if I wanted to delay on this side, it could be at least a few months later, maybe even half a year or a year.

Why do they hate me!

That time inciting patients and urging them to cause trouble was not my idea at all…… Section Chief Mao, the more she thought, the further she went, the harder it was to understand.

She didn't consider that if she had acted less deceitfully before, her subordinates wouldn't dare to speculate and use the most extreme means to deal with Zheng Lao Ban's medical team.

In Section Chief Mao's view, everything is not her fault; she has done nothing wrong!

Zhao Wenhua! This damned thing, Section Chief Mao traced it from the start and finally found the crux of the problem.

It's him!

If Zhao Wenhua hadn't asked me to trip up Zheng Lao Ban, I wouldn't have 'impartially' refused his exceptional request.

Now I lie in bed, having awakened from the beautiful dream of limitless prospects—possibly succeeding Deputy Director Guo in a few years to become Director Mao—directly to long-term bedridden. She knows she can never return to the past.

Not to mention fighting Lin Ge hand-to-hand and defeating him, but just this illness of mine……

The more she thought, the more suffocated she felt; the more she thought, the more anguished she became, and she wanted to cry. But although her dryness syndrome had improved, her tear glands were already dried up—she couldn't cry just because she wanted to.

Zhao Wenhua, you bastard, Section Chief Mao has been muttering this phrase in her heart.

She called Zhao Wenhua; regarding the 'culprit' who ruined her life, Section Chief Mao wanted to point at his nose and scold him directly, rather than just resent him in her heart.

Life had already fallen to the bottom; Section Chief Mao felt she could see no glimmer of light. Her inner resentment needed to be vented, or else she would be suffocated to death by resentment.

Half an hour, and the damned Zhao Wenhua still hasn't come!

Section Chief Mao lay motionless like a corpse, not even blinking.

An hour passed; time in her consciousness alternated between fast and slow, utterly chaotic.

"Section Chief Mao."

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Wenhua's voice appeared in the ward.

Section Chief Mao didn't move, truly like the legendary 'lying corpse' on the bed, as if her soul had left her body, as if only her skin remained.

Zhao Wenhua scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed facing Section Chief Mao's lover.

"How are you doing, Section Chief Mao?" Zhao Wenhua started making small talk to avoid making the atmosphere more awkward.

"No." Section Chief Mao's lover shook his head and said softly.

"Sigh." Zhao Wenhua didn't know what to say, let out a light sigh, feeling somewhat uneasy inside. How could Mao Mao just say she's sick and be sick? At her age, to be this seriously ill and already bedridden for months…

Just that he and Lin Ge have different statuses; the nickname 'Mao Mao' dare not be spoken in front of Section Chief Mao's lover. As an ex-boyfriend, even a thief would feel guilty.

"Professor Zhao, please sit, what would you like to drink?" Section Chief Mao's lover greeted him, forcing himself to be energetic.

"No need to busy yourself; I'm just here to take a look, there are still things going on in the department…" Zhao Wenhua felt the ward's air was utterly oppressive, making it hard for him to breathe.

Since Section Chief Mao isn't speaking, it'd be better to leave early. Zhao Wenhua also understands her temperament; he guesses she's come to vent her anger on him.

Upon hearing Zhao Wenhua's words, Section Chief Mao felt as if a nerve had been stimulated; her eyeballs rolled, she struggled to lift her head and look at him, "Do you still want to go see patients?"

Her voice was dry and hoarse, the tone strange—like a child just learning to babble…… like a normal person who hadn't spoken in decades, having forgotten how to speak, suddenly uttering this sentence.

Zhao Wenhua heard it and immediately felt uncomfortable all over.

He understands Section Chief Mao and can hear the deep resentment in her words toward him.

What did I do wrong? No, ah, Section Chief Mao is sick—what does that have to do with me?! Why does she hold such a deep grudge against me.