Chapter 10 Mysterious Donor: Don’t Cry

Fu Yuchen once warned Jin Wu not to tell others that they were together.

So as not to affect his image outside and delay him from becoming the new head of the Fu family.

Plus, he never made the move of coming to the hospital to pick her up from get off work.

So colleagues always thought that Jinwu was still a noble bachelor.

After hearing Wen Kelin's guess, Jin Wu was stunned.

Then he shook his head helplessly and smiled.

Why would each of them think in this direction?

Can't it be a coincidence?

“I don’t think it’s a coincidence.”

Wen Kelin shook her finger. "Think about it, he could pick your favorite dog pattern among so many types of Crocs and Band-Aids. Doesn't this mean he knew your preferences a long time ago?"

The sweet doctor was a romantic. She held her chin, her eyes sparkling. "From what I can see, this person must have been paying attention to you for a long time. Maybe they've already fallen madly in love with you. Wow, how romantic! It's like a plot from an idol TV drama!"

Imagiri:?

Why is it getting more and more exaggerated?

It was impossible for Duan Shiyan to even have a crush on someone, let alone love someone deeply.

Just as she was smiling and wanted to say something to dispel the other party's overly romantic and unrealistic idea, her cell phone rang in her pocket.

It was an emergency call from the nurses' station on the fifth floor. "Doctor Jin, there's a patient on the fifth floor who has suddenly developed a pneumothorax and needs immediate surgery. Please get ready."

"Okay, I understand."

The situation was urgent, so they came quickly.

There was already a crowd at the door of the operating room, mixed with various instructions from medical staff, the sound of instruments being pushed, and the panicked and worried cries of family members.

This is a scene seen every day in the operating room.

A young woman pulled a doctor, her red and swollen eyes filled with pleading, "Doctor, you must save my father."

"Believe me."

Ou Ke held the family member's hand, raised his chin, and assured them with a solemn expression, "With me here, the operation will definitely be a success."

Hearing this, Jin Wu frowned.

Generally speaking, doctors cannot make promises to family members in such a confident tone.

Because no one can guarantee whether there will be any unpredictable risks during the operation.

If I have to say anything, I can only say that we will try our best.

"Hey, why is it this second generation ancestor again?"

Wen Kelin complained in a low voice with a look of disgust, "If he didn't have a father who runs a pharmaceutical company behind him, how could he have made it to the level of an assistant when he couldn't even find the vein when giving an injection?"

"The patient is important, let's go and prepare."

Jin Wu calmly put on a medical mask, and without paying any attention to the man's gaze, he hurried into the operating room.

Because the patient is old, his body functions are not as good as before, especially now that his organ tissues are pressing on the blood vessels in his lungs, making this pneumothorax surgery even more dangerous.

The atmosphere in the operating room was tense.

Jin Wu stood at the main operating position, his eyes focused, his hands wrapped in medical gloves decisively and precisely, even when holding heavy instruments, he was calm and steady without any hesitation.

Everything is going on in order.

“Oh my god!”

Suddenly during the opening process, the patient's small artery ruptured.

A stream of scarlet blood immediately splashed out, hitting the face of Qu Ke who was about to take over.

The second-generation rich kid who only knew how to get by screamed in fear on the spot, throwing all remedial measures out of his mind and just standing there stupidly.

Jin Wu, who was also splashed in the face, reacted very quickly.

She quickly picked up the gauze and pressed it against the patient's wound to stop the bleeding. She said coldly, "What are you still standing there for? Hemostat, quick!"

Qu Ke usually looks down on female doctors the most, and if it were any other time, he would definitely say a few words to them.

But he couldn't care less at the moment and quickly handed over the equipment on the spot.

Jin Wu quickly stopped the bleeding for the patient, and the situation that was difficult to prevent was quickly stabilized.

Time passed minute by minute, and with the completion of the final suture, the patient's data returned to normal stable indicators.

After the operation, the patient was transferred back to the ICU for observation.

After standing for a long time and being highly focused, Jin Wu rubbed his sore neck, washed it briefly, and walked out of the operating room.

"Fortunately, Dr. Jin reacted quickly enough, otherwise I can't imagine what tragedy would have happened."

"That's Doctor Jin! He used to be number one on the medical school's standings, and now he's the youngest surgeon in our hospital!"

"It's a good thing we have Dr. Jin, otherwise the patient would be in danger."

"It's all thanks to someone who only knows how to brag in front of the family members."

Wen Kelin said openly, "But when it comes to the real thing, he doesn't know how to do anything. He's like a screaming chicken that screams when you step on it."

Qu Ke, who was about to sneak away, immediately broke down, "Whose name are you calling? I just didn't react for a moment!"

“Patients only have one life.”

Jin Wu looked at him coldly, her slender figure like a plum blossom standing proudly in winter. "Do you know that your failure to react in those few seconds could have caused the patient to bleed profusely and the rescue to fail at any moment? That's all? You're just pretending, so you can't even admit your mistakes?"

Everyone was stunned.

In my impression, Jin Wu is usually quiet, like a walking, cold and clean ink painting, and she is rarely seen angry.

I didn't expect to have the chance to see her argue with people now.

You know what, it feels pretty good to argue with him.

"I....."

Being criticized in public by a junior who was a few years younger than him and was a female doctor, Qu Ke's face turned red and white.

"Yes, what's the big deal?"

He sneered, his face full of disdain. "What's the point of a female doctor like you being so talented? In the end, you'll just have to quit your job and go home to get married."

It was as if he knew he was in the wrong, so he ran away as soon as he finished speaking. His main strategy was to achieve a cowardly victory through moral means.

"Wow, what a birdman!"

Wen Kelin was so angry that she raised two international friendly signs behind him. "Every time he can't win an argument, he brings up sexism. What's wrong with female doctors? Are they eating his rice? What right does he have to point fingers at us when he can only rely on the useless snacks at home!"

"Forget it, forget it. Who told him to have a strong family background?"

Someone glanced at Jin Wu and said something with a hint of meaning, "If you could have a powerful backer, you could also act like him."

"What do you mean by that?"

Wen Kelin, standing by, immediately became unhappy and defended her. "How dare you look down on our Doctor Jin? Just look at our Doctor Jin's face, his professional skills, and the magical power of his hair remaining thick and shiny despite years of medical training. Even the rich and powerful would go crazy when they see him!"

"Just wait and see!"

She snorted, "Doctor Jin's strength is about to come, and then he'll scare you to death!"

"Kelin, it's your turn to sign."

Jin Wu handed her the signed surgical report, ignored the man who had just been sarcastic, and said with a slight frown, "I'll go to the children's ward."

"Are you going to see little An An?"

Wen Kelin sighed softly, "You say some people have no abilities at all, but because they were born into wealthy families, they will never have to worry about food and clothing. But our little An An is so cute and smart, but she was abandoned at the door of an orphanage when she was only a few years old, and she even got such a serious illness. God is really unfair."

Thinking of something, she sighed, "But luckily there was a kind donor at the time, otherwise little An An wouldn't have been able to hold on for that long."

Jin Wu curved his lips and smiled lightly, "Yeah, thank goodness I have him."

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The pediatric ward is also known as the Monkey King's Water Curtain Cave Monkey Nest.

Many pediatricians have developed the ability to treat children's crying as pop music, tell stories to comfort children, and take out stickers and candies from their pockets at any time.

Jin Wu greeted several colleagues and went to the children's oncology ward.

"Sister Wu, you're here~"

The little girl who was drinking porridge slowly and obediently from her bowl immediately lit up her eyes when she saw her.

Her pale and tender little face was filled with a bright and innocent smile, and there was no sign at all that there was a cancer called neuroblastoma in her thin body.

This is a rare solid tumor known as the "king of childhood cancers."

Not only is the cancer likely to be highly malignant, it is also extremely difficult to treat, not to mention the astronomical medical costs.

But the orphanage did nothing and just left the child in the hospital.

Welfare organizations such as the Red Letter Society only came a few times, and all they did was take photos and go through various tedious procedures.

But this is cancer, not some ordinary minor illness. Every day you delay it means you are one step closer to death.

"Sister Wu, will I die?"

The little girl, who was only 5 years old at the time, timidly tugged at the corner of her clothes and asked in a low voice, "Will dying be painful? Will it be more painful than chemotherapy?"

After a period of fighting cancer, the little girl's originally soft hair has completely fallen out.

The hat she was wearing was the one Jin Wu bought for her not long ago, and the pattern on it was still her favorite Princess Elsa.

"Actually, I'm not afraid."

Mingming was so scared that her eyes turned red, and the little hand that wiped away her tears was trembling.

She still raised her pale little face as usual and smiled brightly, "So Sister Wu, don't cry, I'm really fine."

"The aunties at the orphanage said I was born with a short lifespan, but I still lived to be six years old."

The little girl narrowed her eyes and said, "I've earned it by living this long."

How can he have earned it when he is only six years old?

Jin Wu, exhausted from a day of surgery, caught up with the little girl's attending physician at the hospital gate as he was about to leave work. He anxiously asked, "Director Li, is there really no other way? I can help pay for her medical expenses."

Director Li just looked at her and shook his head. "Doctor Jin, I understand that young doctors like you are most likely to empathize, but empathy is a taboo for doctors."

"It's not that I can't sympathize, but can you ensure that you can help?"

The director patted her shoulder and sighed, "Listen to me, don't worry about this anymore. We are just doctors, not Bodhisattvas. We can't save everyone."

Of course, Jinxiang knows that his behavior is very irrational and saintly.

But the hand that just wiped away her tears was so warm.

Even though he was obviously terrified, he still pretended to be strong and comforted her with a smile. A few days ago, they discussed together how to celebrate her birthday next year.

She really couldn't remain indifferent.

Jin Wu took out his cell phone and called Fu Yuchen.

In the past, in order to prevent her from studying medicine, her mother secretly took away all the scholarships she had deposited in her passbook when she was not paying attention, and then spent it all in the casino.

In order to pay various expensive fees, she would rather take on more part-time jobs and never asked him for help.

This was the first time she had actively sought his help.

"Isn't there a Scarlet Letter Society?"

But Fu Yuchen only listened halfway and interrupted impatiently, "I'm in a meeting. Can you be more understanding and stop bothering me over such trivial matters?"

The call was suddenly hung up.

The phone was busy.

Jin Wu was still holding the phone in a daze, his vision gradually blurring.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she lowered her eyes. She slowly and weakly squatted on the ground, hugging her knees. The tears that she had been holding back for a long time suddenly fell like a series.

She wanted to be a doctor before because she wanted to save lives.

But now that she finally put on the white coat she had longed for, she found that she still couldn't do anything.

Jin Wu's shoulders trembled, and the tears that she had been holding back for a long time finally slid down her cheeks silently, slowly soaking her clothes.

At that time, she despaired and wondered if a young life would just watch her disappear.

Maybe God finally showed mercy.

The next day, a philanthropist from abroad suddenly came and not only specifically expressed his willingness to donate to the little girl, but also established a Children's Cancer Fund Association.

We also sent a team of experts with extensive experience in this area to assist.

The experts also came with a beautiful gift box and a letter, which were specifically given to Jin Wu.

The gift box neatly contained a very delicate sky blue handkerchief.

The equally exquisite card exudes a faint and pleasant scent of camellia. There is no signature on it, only two simple and neat words.

——Don’t cry.