Chapter 3162: with translation of chapter title

2957 Have they ever given you overtime pay?

"Sister Lin, it's said that athletes regularly take lysine orally, but the details aren't clear." Su Yun said, "How do you feel the effect when you take it?"

"I just followed the crowd; taking medicine and such always feels improper to me. Not to mention taking medicine—I even get poisoned by touching a whitening skincare product." Lin JiaoJiao recalled the lead-mercury poisoning incident, and even now she still feels uneasy.

"From ancient times to now, it's always existed; in ancient times, the young ladies of wealthy families used this thing, and back then it was fashionable." Su Yun said with a smile.

"Now everyone has psychological trauma. Yun Ge'er, what do you think we should do about Xiao Zhao's family's child? Recently a friend of mine who does proxy purchasing said that overseas proxy lysine is especially abundant, all given to kids to make them grow taller." Lin JiaoJiao said.

"It's not that miraculous; even though this is an essential amino acid for the human body, it cannot be synthesized, and a normal daily diet is enough. Too much of anything is bad, and too much lysine is also troublesome. Athletes' daily limit is 15g, and that's for their kind of physique. You say a child eating 1-2g a day—could that not be excessive?"

"That's true, Xiao Zhao's situation is also not easy." Lin JiaoJiao said.

"Sister Lin, as a capitalist, your idea is not right." Su Yun laughed, "Capital is cold; you wouldn't still be preparing to help her see a doctor, would you?"

"Just sighing a little." Lin JiaoJiao said, "Back when I was a nurse, in earlier years children weren't so delicate; most were raised loosely, unlike now when they have to take so many supplements."

"In the hospital, many families have both parents working; when both are on duty, someone has to bring the child to the hospital to stay on duty together. Once during a car accident rescue, the on-duty doctor went up to the operating table, and the child wandered aimlessly in the ward, found a bottle of 84 disinfectant, and drank it."

"……" Zheng Ren and Su Yun were both stunned; while occasionally hearing of someone directly drinking 84 disinfectant, what Lin JiaoJiao said inexplicably carried a hint of bitterness.

"Was he saved?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He was saved, after all, in the hospital; the nurse discovered it. Emergency gastric lavage—it was just suffering. I never asked further about whether there was any esophageal burn or the like; just hearing about it makes me feel uncomfortable."

"No way, one has to work. Like Doctor Zhao works a shift every three days… Speaking of which, Sister Lin, working 24 hours every three days, the weekly workload is at least around 65-75 hours—do you give overtime pay on your side?" Su Yun asked.

"Yun Ge'er, you say that." Lin JiaoJiao said, "Whether it's Xiehe, Haicheng Hospital, or 912, have they ever given you overtime pay?"

"I thought your private hospitals would be better." Su Yun said resentfully.

"Being on duty isn't anything special, and it's not busy." Lin JiaoJiao said firmly, "Overtime pay? That's just an illusion."

When it comes to money matters, Lin JiaoJiao instinctively wants to change the subject.

"Boss, how many hours per week does Fugui'er work?" Su Yun suddenly asked.

"35 hours." Zheng Ren said, "According to our country's regulations, it's about 40 hours."

"Overtime pay—have you ever received any?"

"I have, a night shift earns over twenty yuan, averaging about 1.33 yuan per hour—not enough to treat nurses to a meal. Back then I had no money, couldn't afford to treat nurses to a meal, so during each shift I pretended to be dead and just ate instant noodles."

"Otherwise, who would like you? Liu Tianxing kicked you out of the department with one foot, and no one even spoke up for you." Su Yun laughed.

"You can't just slap a swollen face to look fat, can you?" Zheng Renye also felt helpless, "Back then my weekly work hours were over 80; thinking about it, I really envy Fugui'er and the others. These are all good, but think about the Inpatient Chief—this position is truly inhumane."

"That's right; otherwise, why would so many people want to go abroad to be doctors? Those who study overseas basically don't want to come back—you say a weekly 35 hours, flexible clock-in/clock-out, and when you get home you don't have to worry about being called to the hospital by a phone call."

"Hmm, I'm feeling a bit better now. When I was in Haicheng, hearing the phone ring would make my heart race and leave me short of breath." Zheng Ren said, "Especially when I'm sound asleep at midnight, dreaming, and I get a call from the department about an emergency surgery—that feeling sometimes makes me want to die."

"Sister Lin, look, those who have been scrutinized are all like that—tough, constantly suffering misfortunes." Su Yun laughed.

While chatting casually, the few people returned to the Shou Bing room. Yimei isn't large; being too large would also be uneconomical, and the Shou Bing room is quite cramped. After removing the sterile gown, Shoe Covers, Zheng Ren sat again in front of the operating table to watch Liu Xu zhi do Shou Bing.

"Yun Ge'er, what are you busy with over there?" Lin JiaoJiao sat on the sofa, chatting idly with Su Yun while watching Zheng Lao Ban "train" Liu Xu zhi, feeling especially happy.

Liu Xu zhi has already been bound to Yimei's war chariot; the stronger he gets, the more money he earns.

"Nothing much, I and the boss are splitting up to search different fields for possibilities, see if we can save Xiao Shitou." Su Yun said.

"Xiao Shitou……Is that child still around?!" Lin JiaoJiao asked in surprise.

"He's still around; he's gained quite a bit of weight lately." Su Yun said, "It's because after taking custom-targeted medication abroad, he developed pulmonary fibrosis, his blood oxygen can't keep up, and he might need a lung transplant."

Lin JiaoJiao also knew that Zheng Lao Ban recently performed a huge surgery on a child with late-stage cancer, and even live-streamed it on Xinglin Yuan.

After all, she had been a nurse; after glancing at the medical record, she clearly understood that this child had no need for surgery at all. But two months have passed, and the child hasn't died—in fact, judging from what Su Yun said, he seems to be doing quite well.

"You two really……"

"You can toss around." Su Yun voiced Lin JiaoJiao's implied words, "Actually it's not really tossing around; the child is quite sensible."

Su Yun blew a breath, the black hair in front of his forehead fluttering.

"The patient and the patient's parents agree, so let's explore. Anyway, the child has already benefited, living two months longer. If the lung transplant surgery can wake him up, he might live at least another half year."

"What if he doesn't wake up?"

"The boss and Xiao Shitou have an agreement; when the time comes, the boss will personally remove his tube."

"……" Lin JiaoJiao sighed, "We're probably just waiting for a lung source now."

"Autologous stem cell cloning, 3D printing lung tissue—these past few days, I and the boss need to practice first. Sister Lin, we might need to occupy one of your Shujian."

"Looking at what you're saying, as long as there's a need, just use it. However, autologous stem cells……what are they?"

"Maybe, just maybe, I still prefer to practice surgery at a community hospital. As for 3D printing, I've worked on related techniques before; Huaxi's side has already taken cardiac 3D printing into Phase I clinical trials. If we live another twenty years, by then any part that fails we can just replace with a new one. No need to take lysine orally; a brand-new organ fresh out of the factory basically needs no maintenance."

Lin JiaoJiao listened to Su Yun's offhand nonsense, her heart yearning.