I Sell Wigs in the Hospital, and I'm Making a Fortune!!!

When medical student Mu Lian was interning, she suddenly discovered business opportunities everywhere in the hospital. A group of "brilliantly bald" doctors – physicians who couldn't ...

Chapter 97 Dignity in the Hospital

Mulian wandered around the ward anxiously, very worried. She couldn't find Dabing no matter how hard she tried. Could it be that it was really as she thought, that two people were kidnapped in broad daylight?

Ren Xinxin looked at the group of old ladies surrounding Bai Yu with a puzzled look on her face. What were they looking at? What money? Before her little head could understand, a cool breeze suddenly blew in from the window, making her sneeze.

Bai Yu spoke calmly, "Our hospital is home to many of the nation's leading medical professionals. It's a teaching hospital, and we want to teach these young people advanced medical knowledge, allowing them to go deep into remote areas and bring these medical skills to identify diseases as soon as possible, saving more people. If you mind, you can choose another hospital."

The crowd immediately protested, their eyes bloodshot and filled with indignation. They surrounded Bai Yu and tried to drown him by spitting at him.

"You're saying all this just because you think we're easy to bully and can watch whatever we want."

"We are human beings and we have to respect ourselves. A group of people are looking into my privacy. Do you think I can live?"

Dabing was so close that she couldn't help pinching her nose. The group of old people had a unique half-rotten smell on them, which was unpleasant and lingered around her nose for a long time. She never wanted to get too close.

"Yes, in the past, if a woman was allowed to be seen by so many people, she would be thrown into a pig cage.

"Yes, my body has been seen by other men. How can I face my husband?"

Dabing covered his nose and muttered casually, "So, women in the past had short lives."

In an instant, all the patients looked at Da Bing with their eyes hunched over like blood-stained ghosts in the dark night, cursing angrily.

"You are all in the same group, you just want to see us die."

"Your mother really gave birth to a little girl like you in vain. If she knew that you cursed her to have a short life, she would be so angry that she would die."

Da Bing was speechless. What did that have to do with anything? Besides, what she said was true. Women in the past did have short lives. Not only women, but men too.

In a flash, Dabing understood and added, "Men also have short lives."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dabing suddenly realized that he was wrong. Why did he suddenly say what was in his heart?

As soon as Ren Xinxin saw a group of people surrounding Da Bing, she immediately squeezed in through the gap in the crowd and hugged Da Bing's thighs. She looked at the thighs of the group of people like a little puppy with bared teeth, shouting, "Don't bully me, I'm a good person."

Dabing reached out and rubbed Ren Xinxin's head, trying to comfort her, but her feet couldn't help but tremble. This was the first time she had encountered such a group bullying, and she was terrified of being stabbed. She hadn't had time to see the beautiful scenery outside, hadn't experienced the Tibetan plateau, hadn't seen the secrets of Sicily, and there were still many places she hadn't been to.

Several patients surrounded the pancake in an instant, talking and trying to devour it.

"Your father really gave birth to you in vain and raised you up in vain."

"Yeah, if my daughter does this, I will break her legs. I have worked so hard to raise her, and she dares to resist me. Don't you think about who pays for your schooling?"

"Yes, he's been stupid from reading so much that he says such nonsense."

Ren Xinxin was so anxious that tears streamed down her face. She cried loudly, holding the pancake in one hand and pushing the old man who came closer with the other hand, and hurriedly drove him away, "I don't like you, you are a bad person, a bad person."

When Dabing saw Ren Xinxin's tears, his heart broke. He immediately squatted down, hugged Ren Xinxin, and exposed his defenseless back to everyone.

Bai Yu frowned slightly, very distressed, and shouted in a loud voice, "Quiet."

Unexpectedly, the director, who had just finished checking the rooms and was about to go to the next one, heard it and stopped.

Everyone felt like they were on edge, not daring to make any rash moves. It was as if their feet had taken root and were firmly fixed in place.

In an instant, the patients were unconvinced and became quiet.

Bai Yu continued, "Will you all listen to me? I know you mind being seen. Everyone does. But if I don't see the details, how can I give you medicine? If I use it incorrectly, the condition will worsen, and in severe cases, it can even be fatal."

The crowd immediately retorted, “Do we mind this?”

No one in the house noticed that footsteps were coming towards the door outside.

Bai Yu continued, "You should also give new doctors a chance to learn. We will all grow old. Who will take care of your children when they are old? We, too, will rely on these young doctors when we are old. Put yourself in their shoes. We are all contributing to the next generation."

The next generation contributes.

For a moment, the room fell silent. Thinking of their children back home, how they wished they could meet a skilled doctor when they fell ill. But without the opportunity to learn, these mediocre doctors couldn't become great doctors. They could be used as test subjects, as test drugs, as guinea pigs, but their families couldn't be used as stepping stones on the path to medical advancement. So, there had to be someone like that, so let these old guys take the lead.

Everyone was silent, but the anger in their hearts was gone, and they slowly dispersed.

Dabing hugged Ren Xinxin who was crying inconsolably. She was still a child, and she was so scared that tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

"Da da da~."

There were hurried footsteps outside the door. Bai Yu couldn't help but frown, pricked up his ears, and walked quickly towards the door. Such hurried footsteps often mean bad things. Maybe the patient's blood pressure dropped suddenly, and the person was dying. He needed major rescue and chest compressions. If more people came earlier, there might be a chance of survival.

The director walked in with his hair standing on end.

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