My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 628: Chapter 620: How Hard it is to Plant a Carrot Chapter 628: Chapter 620: How Hard it is to Plant a Carrot But it was never as formal as it was today.

In fact, the closer Tang Yuxin got to the main hospital, the more anxious and nervous she felt because she had been away for quite a long time.

Besides the time, there was also the sense of despair.

Thankfully, she had returned.

“What’s there to be afraid of?” Gu Ning adjusted the hat on her head, “I’ve got your back.”

Yuxin just smiled.

Somehow, without realizing when it started, she liked being alone—changing light bulbs alone, fixing the toilet alone, carrying the gas cylinder alone.

She placed her hands on her knees and couldn’t help leaning slightly toward Gu Ning.

Yes, she could try to rely on Gu Ning.

After all, he was her Uncle Gu and their relationship was definitely special, right?

She was the lifesaver destined to save Gu Ning in the future, so no matter what Gu Ning did for her, she could happily accept it.

There was no need for too much gratitude between them, was there?

As the hospital car drove into the premises, Tang Yuxin followed behind Gu Ning with her head down.

She placed her hands on her knees, feeling a sense of trepidation as she approached her hometown.

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She feared meeting anyone familiar, worried about the questions they might ask about her absence or what she had been up to.

But those things, she really did not want to bring up or mention at all.

“You’re back,” the dean said, visibly startled at the sight of Tang Yuxin.

He extended his hand towards Yuxin’s face, which left her somewhat baffled.

He wasn’t going to hit her, was he?

As the Dean extended his hand, Yuxin fell backward and ended up hiding behind Gu Ning, burying her face in his back.

After all, Gu Ning had said he would handle everything, that he would take the brunt, so if there was to be a beating, it was his to take, right?

“What are you dodging for?”

The Dean retracted his hand, then examined it closely before his eyes, from left to right.

“I just wanted to see how thin you’ve become.”

“Your face used to not be as big as my hand, and now it isn’t even as small as my fist, is it?”

“Really?” Tang Yuxin poked her head out from behind Gu Ning, so it was all because of that reason.

Couldn’t he have given her a heads up?

Suddenly extending a fist toward someone could easily be misunderstood.

“Alright, alright,” the Dean waved his hand dismissively.

“It’s good you’re back.

There’s a pile of patients waiting for you,” he said and then grew a bit vexed reflecting on the matter.

The patients had come seeking her renowned medical skills.

Although her reputation might not be national, the successful surgeries she had performed in their region were well known, which was why many of the transferred patients were in critical condition.

But Yuxin had gone to treat a friend of Gu Ning, leaving light-hearted, while the Dean had been left behind to face the patients every day with headaches the size of two watermelons.

Fortunately, she had returned.

Otherwise, he feared that one day he might end up jumping off the top floor of the hospital.

His epitaph would then read:

The dean who died by jumping, the White Coat Angel who sacrificed himself for the hospital.

No, it was a White Coat Angel whose face met the ground first.

“Director, I need to take a leave of absence.”

Tang Yuxin still hid behind Gu Ning, for her body had become so thin that a mere breeze might blow her away; she truly couldn’t endure a beating.

Better let Gu Ning take the brunt; worst case scenario, she’d just need to prepare more healing medicine for him to recover faster.

“What?”

Director Zhu couldn’t believe his ears.

“You want to take a leave?”

He pointed a finger at Tang Yuxin, “Tang Yuxin, there are many patients in the hospital waiting for you to save their lives.

They all came here for you, and now you’re letting me down.

It’s been more than half a year, and you still want leave.

Do you really want to drive me to jump out a window?”

“Fine, I’m off, I’ll jump right now,” and he actually turned around, headed for the window, opened it, and was about to really jump.

This truly was enough to drive him insane.

Unless one had been in his position, it was impossible to understand the feeling of being constantly bombarded with phone calls—from the higher-ups, patients’ families, even all sorts of trivial matters.

He really felt like he was running himself ragged.

Hadn’t anybody noticed that the hair on his head was turning white—no, becoming sparser?

He was only in his forties, which should have been the peak of his life, yet he was already facing a crisis that middle-aged men dread: balding.

Director Zhu had one foot out the window, trying to wriggle the rest of his body through, but after much effort, only one foot made it out while he was still firmly blocked by the window frame.

Tang Yuxin looked down and gently exhaled.

Every time it was this game of jumping out the window; was it fun, not tiring at all?

Couldn’t we switch it up with something new?

If he really wanted to jump, shouldn’t it be done outside where they could spread some blankets below to catch him?

What was the point of jumping from a window fitted with safety nets?

Even a cat probably wouldn’t make it out.

“Director, I’m only asking for a few days off.”

Tang Yuxin lifted her head and gently rotated her wrist, “Look at me, how thin I’ve become.

Even if you assign me more surgeries, it’s impossible for me to complete them.

I’m human, not a machine, and even a machine needs to be oiled occasionally.”

She held out her wrist, which indeed looked like a piece of bone covered with skin.

Her arm was so thin it seemed it could break with a bend, giving Director Zhu a real understanding of what “skin and bones” looked like.

Indeed, her appearance epitomized the term.

If it were a decade or so later, in an era that pursued a skeletal beauty, women with her skin-and-bones figure might have laughed.

But now, not only did she feel like crying, but Director Zhu felt the same.

Director Zhu was stunned at the window for a while before he finally withdrew his esteemed foot and stood in front of Tang Yuxin, even going so far as to seriously pinch her wrist that looked like it would snap with a twist.

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Then he glared at Gu Ning forcefully.

“From now on, try not to take our doctors away.

You take one away and she comes back starved like a monkey.

If we send another, who knows, she might return fattened like a pig.

Do you think our hospital is a field of cabbages and turnips?

Each of them is our elite, our talent.

We’ve a place for every carrot; digging a hole is easy, but do you know how hard it is to grow a big carrot?”