Lu Beiyuan had very good vision and maintained the distance between them as he spoke, "It should be nothing serious, it's neither red nor swollen, nor are there any tears. If you still feel uncomfortable, I can accompany you to the hospital for a checkup."
Meng Qingxue suddenly raised her hand and clung to his arm, "Brother Beiyuan, I don't want to go to the hospital. Perhaps it's just some sand, can you blow it away for me?"
She was very close to Lu Beiyuan, almost pressing her upper body against his arm.
The soft touch made Lu Beiyuan stiffen, and a mysterious repulsion emerged from deep within him.
He pulled out the arm she was holding and subtly moved sideways, "I'm not really good at such things..."
"Brother Beiyuan..." Before he knew it, Meng Qingxue leaned in closer again, her eyes reddening, "I'm a girl, do you... really need me to spell it out clear?"
For a moment, Lu Beiyuan was puzzled, unsure of what she was trying to say.
Meng Qingxue's face was flushed with shyness as she shook the arm she was holding, "Brother Beiyuan, I… just want a kiss from you!"
After she spoke, her whole face moved closer, her chin lifted high, and her eyes closed, eagerly awaiting Lu Beiyuan's kiss.
But Lu Beiyuan pushed her away.
Meng Qingxue gasped, opened her eyes, and touched the spot he had just pushed, "Brother Beiyuan?"
Lu Beiyuan suddenly stood up, "Qingxue, I will take you home."
Meng Qingxue bit her lower lip, feeling unwilling, but at that moment, she also realized that things might not be as simple as she thought.
Remembering how naturally intimate Lu Beiyuan and Su Nanxing were at the hospital entrance yesterday, her heart felt murderous, yet her face showed a somewhat desolate smile, "Brother Beiyuan, I'm sorry, I was… too forward. I just like you too much…"
Lu Beiyuan clearly did not want to continue this topic, "Let's go."
After dropping her off at home, the two of them remained silent throughout the ride. Right before getting out of the car, Meng Qingxue said, "Brother Beiyuan, there's a banquet tomorrow, will you accompany me there?"
Feeling guilty about the earlier incident, Lu Beiyuan nodded upon hearing this, "Okay."
Meng Qingxue got out of the car and watched as Lu Beiyuan's car sped away, the smile on her face vanishing.
She took out her mobile phone and made a call, "Wei Rao, whatever method you use, you must get Su Nanxing to attend tomorrow's banquet."
The next day was Saturday, and Su Nanxing arrived early at the department ward.
Three patients had been discharged on Friday, leaving only two in their Traditional Chinese Medicine inpatient department.
There were more doctors and nurses than patients.
It wasn't a clinic day, so Su Nanxing and her colleagues were sitting in the office, bored and idle.
About Su Nanxing's bold move to poach patients from other departments, several colleagues had heard.
So when Su Nanxing stood up and said, "I'm going to go have a look."
A few colleagues reflexively stared at her.
Luo Yewei directly asked, "Which department are you going to this time?"
Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, Su Nanxing felt a bit embarrassed, "I, I was thinking of going to the emergency room..."
"You can't go!"
Luo Yewei immediately became anxious, "Most cases in the emergency room involve trauma or severe conditions like appendicitis or ectopic pregnancies. Our TCM department won't be much help."
Su Nanxing blinked, "I can perform acupuncture…"
"Mischievous girl." Luo Yewei pulled her back, "Acupuncture isn't omnipotent, don't go and add to the chaos. If you really want to attract more patients, the hospital will have a seminar on TCM in a few days, I'll take you there."
Su Nanxing nodded vigorously, then added, "Acupuncture can…"
"Doctor Su?"
Before she could finish, a nurse poked her head in at the office door, "The director wants to see you."
After she said that, she whispered, "It seems the Cardiology Director is here too."
Hearing her latter words, Luo Yewei felt a twinge of anxiety.
Subconsciously, he felt that someone had come to settle accounts.
Su Nanxing walked out, and Luo Yewei hurriedly followed.
The head of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, Zeng Guanghua, was nearly sixty years old and had worked in the department for over thirty years.
When he learned that a young doctor was joining his department, he was quite surprised at first.
There weren't many patients in the department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and the few doctors they had were sufficient. The hospital really didn't need to hire another doctor, thus paying an additional salary.
Later, he heard that this young doctor seemed to have some connection with the president of the hospital, and the president's daughter handled the employment procedures for her.
He then understood.
On the first day, Su Nanxing rushed to the psychiatry department and took over a child with anorexia, making the child fast.
The next day, she rushed to the cardiology department and helped an old man sleep.
Afterward, Zeng Guanghua did look at the prescription she had written for Old Master Li: removing dampness, warming tonics, nourishing yin, and dispelling cold.
These were all kinds of Chinese medicines that Zeng Guanghua was accustomed to, but they were combined in a way he had never considered before.
Zeng Guanghua was immediately impressed, and today he had not yet had a chance to talk to Su Nanxing when Li Jianhua from the cardiology department came to him.
"What's going on with your department?" Li Jianhua was not polite, and his tone was not very good, "It's one thing to poach patients from my department, but prescribing medication recklessly, too?"
Zeng Guanghua was unwilling to accept that, "How is that prescribing recklessly? What, Western medicine can treat diseases, but Chinese medicine can't?"
"I'm not saying Chinese medicine can't treat diseases, but you have to consider the disease! Can she treat diabetes?"
Zeng Guanghua fell silent.
"She can!"
The two men turned to look.
Su Nanxing was about to knock, but the door to the director's office was open, and the voices of the two directors were so loud that she heard them.
Luo Yewei, standing behind her, wished he could block her mouth.
"She can?" Li Jianhua glanced at her, surprised by her good looks, and took a moment before angrily saying, "You are the one who prescribed Chinese medicine for the old man? Truly a case of a young calf not fearing the tiger, boasting shamelessly!"
"I am not boasting shamelessly," Su Nanxing replied calmly and steadily, "I can control the old master's blood sugar within the normal range using Chinese medicine."
"Only using Chinese medicine, without any other hypoglycemic drugs?"
"Yes!"
Li Jianhua laughed irritably and looked at Zeng Guanghua, "Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and extensive, I acknowledge that, but you shouldn't exaggerate, right? Director Zeng, this young doctor in your department really talks big."
Zeng Guanghua wanted to defend Su Nanxing, but at that moment, he also didn't quite know what to say.
If diabetes could be managed with Chinese medicine, then the market for hypoglycemic drugs wouldn't be so vast.
"What's all the commotion? Is Doctor Su here?"
At the door of the director's office, a robust voice suddenly appeared.
Everyone turned back to see, and they realized the visitor was Old Master Li, the patient whom Su Nanxing had poached from the cardiology department!
Although Luo Yewei did not know what position Old Master Li once held, the man's demeanor was clearly not that of an ordinary person.
Now that he had come to them, could it be... that Su Nanxing had messed up his treatment?
Not just Luo Yewei thought this, Li Jianhua's first reaction was also the same.
He was the first to speak, "Old Master, you've come? If there's anything you want to discuss, please tell me..."
"I came to find Doctor Su," Old Master Li said in a loud voice, "Doctor Su?"
Luo Yewei looked at Old Master Li, feeling that something was not quite right, but before he could figure it out, Su Nanxing had already spoken.
"Old Master, you've come?"