Chapter 60

Xie Xubai hung up the consultation notice, set it to start calling numbers in five minutes, and without looking up at his colleagues' pale and ashen faces, made a phone call to Lü Xiangcai.

Lu Xiangcai, on the other end of the phone, was inevitably surprised to hear Xie Xubai's arrangements.

Indeed, the Xu's Charity Association, with youth as its legal representatives, completed its registration a few days ago, and all the necessary procedures have been completed, so it can begin operations at any time.

However, he believed that for the institution to officially get on track, it would have to wait until Xie Xubai finished his probationary period at the hospital.

Xie Xubai's explanation was logical and well-organized, and all aspects of the arrangements were orderly, clearly indicating that it had been planned in detail in advance and was definitely not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Lu Xiangcai suddenly remembered the mountain of proposals Xie Xubai was holding, and an unbelievable thought popped into his mind: "You wouldn't have... been thinking about these things before I told you you were going to work at the First Hospital?"

"Pretty much, this was a contingency plan made more than ten days ago." Xie Xubai did not deny it, "but the plan was only actually implemented two days ago."

Lu Xiangcai was more than just amazed.

Xie Xubai had only escaped from the Jiang family's cycle of persecution a little over ten days ago, and he had only received an offer letter from the First Hospital two days ago.

Their execution is simply devilish.

More importantly, Xie Xubai was already considering how to obtain public welfare benefits for patients before he even officially started working there.

The shock and doubt in Lü Xiangcai's heart were like surging waves, making his mind a complete mess.

At this moment, listening to the young man's casual words, one can almost sense an unwavering determination within them.

He suddenly realized.

Xie Xubai's ambitions extend far beyond simply creating "rules" for the rule of law.

From beginning to end, the youth were driven by a vision to build a better future that no one dared to imagine!

The patient is a Grade A patient with excellent hearing, even able to hear Lü Xiangcai making a phone call.

She couldn't understand what the two were saying.

But from Lü Xiangcai's hesitant tone, she could vaguely understand that this matter would be very difficult, and she became increasingly uneasy.

Rough, dark fingers unconsciously hooked together, and he awkwardly stood on tiptoe.

Xie Xubai smiled reassuringly at her, releasing his mental energy to help her relax.

He listened to Lü Xiangcai's increasingly rapid breathing, and his gentle yet powerful voice reached the patient's ears: "Don't worry."

"This time it will definitely work."

Soon, the employees of the Xu's Charity Association received a notification from their boss and rushed to the hospital entrance to verify the patient's difficult situation.

If the verification results are true, they will assist the patient in filling out the application form, and the subsidy will be issued within fifteen working days at the latest.

When the patient's parents-in-law received the call from the hospital, they rushed over with their granddaughter, a cute little girl with pigtails.

The moment the little girl cried and rushed into his arms, the patient's stiff, cold hands and feet regained warmth, and he couldn't hold back his sobs any longer, his eyes moist as he hugged the child tightly.

"I'm sorry, Nannan, I'm so sorry..."

—She almost gave up.

Finally, with red eyes, the patient, holding her daughter's hand, turned around with her parents-in-law and bowed deeply towards the spot where Xie Xubai was.

At that time, Xie Xubai had already treated his fifth patient.

Compared to Grade A severe cases where the condition worsens, patients in other grades seem less challenging.

"Next."

The sick boy sat in front of Xie Xubai, his head bowed, his voice weak and barely audible: "Dr. Xie, my mouth hurts a lot, it's become very strange, I can't open it... Yes, when I gave a speech in the first year of junior high school, my classmates said my voice sounded like a duck's, and since then, I haven't spoken much."

Xie Xubai told the boy to look up.

The boy hesitantly raised his head, his eyes darting around nervously, avoiding eye contact with him.

That youthful face was tainted and distorted; its lips were dry and elongated like a duck's beak, and then tightly sewn together with white thread.

Even a slight opening caused the boy to gasp in pain, and he lowered his head in even greater embarrassment.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be sad, and don't feel embarrassed. After all, you came here to treat it, and I'm sitting here for its sake too."

Xie Xubai put on white gloves, gently touched the stitches on his mouth, and carefully examined them: "Are you in your third year of junior high this year? It's been two whole years from the first year to the third year of junior high. It must have been a very tough time."

Through spiritual resonance, he felt the boy's sorrow, as if a razor blade was pressing on his throat, and every word he spoke caused his throat to tremble with pain.

"Is it because your parents and relatives don't understand you? They say you can't handle being laughed at, that you're too fragile and easily hurt, and that you've been spoiled."

“They used all sorts of methods to force you to speak loudly, pushing you into public, and if you didn’t speak, they would slap you…”

Xie Xubai suddenly paused.

He stared intently at the boy's face, as if he could see the slap mark left on it years ago, swollen and slightly grotesque.

Xie Xubai sighed, and his golden spiritual energy reached out and enveloped the boy's cheek, thus dissolving the pain and shadows that had lingered there for years.

He gently comforted you: "It must have hurt a lot at the time, right? Your face hurt, but your heart hurt even more. It was broad daylight, at the intersection of a busy commercial street, with so many passersby watching you get beaten and verbally abused... How could your parents be so heartless?"

The boy gave an almost inaudible "hmm," and even though he tried his best to suppress it, his eyes couldn't help but become more and more moist.

"Good boy, they made a mistake, a really big mistake."

This was a statement the boy had never heard before.

Everyone has always said it was his fault, that he was unfilial, and that he had failed his parents' teachings and expectations.

Parents are like the sky above their heads, giving them everything, so how could they be wrong?

Xie Xubai didn't miss the boy's heaving chest. He took off his gloves and rubbed the boy's head: "Let's talk about the speech first. How can that be considered fragile?"

"You're standing on that stage, with thousands of eyes staring straight at you. If you mispronounce even one word, there will be a commotion and laughter. Even on the battlefield, in the chaos of battle, at most only a few dozen people will keep their eyes on you. How can that not be terrifying?"

"Even adults can't stand being laughed at by thousands of people. For example, I probably would have run away without looking back the moment I heard the first laugh! So what's wrong with feeling scared, anxious, and embarrassed? And who can you blame?"

The boy raised his head slightly again: "Doctor, don't you think I'm a coward? I haven't dared to speak loudly for two years, and my parents both think I'm..."

"Of course not."

The mental energy transformed into slender surgical scissors, meticulously cutting the thread sewn onto the boy's lips, then slowly pulling it out with tweezers, without causing the boy the slightest pain.

Xie Xubai met the boy's timid gaze and smiled calmly and naturally: "You are very brave, not cowardly at all. You know, you dared to muster up the courage to speak on stage, while those people only dared to sit in the audience and laugh. Just for that alone, you are many times better than them."

"You didn't even run away, and you were able to endure reading the entire script. How remarkable."

The last stitch was removed by Xie Xubai's mental power.

The boy suddenly felt a relief in his mouth, and tentatively opened his mouth, then gradually opened it wider.

“Let’s try to go back to our first year of junior high and use this place as a stage,” Xie Xubai asked. “Can you still recall that courage you had back then? Shout with me, ah—”

The boy was immediately startled by Xie Xubai's loud shout and looked anxiously toward the observation window, but the young man pressed his head down, so he could only see that encouraging smiling face.

Xie Xubai patted his head to make him concentrate: "Try to shout, as loud as you want. Don't worry, it's completely soundproof here, no one outside can hear anything."

"No one here is watching you, and no one will laugh at you."

Perhaps it was the unprecedented ease that made me feel, or perhaps it was the young doctor's eyes that were full of trust, as if saying "you can do it."

The boy moved his lips, hesitantly tried to call out, but what came out was an unpleasant duck quack: "Quack..."

He immediately shut his mouth, his face filled with despair, but then he heard Xie Xubai shout without restraint: "Ah—!"

The sound echoed throughout the room, completely drowning out the boy's shouts and shattering his embarrassment.

The boy paused for a moment, then closed his eyes, steeled his resolve, and, with his blood rushing to his head, shouted again, "Gah... Ah...!"

His shouts grew louder and louder, his mouth opening wider and wider, as if someone who had been suppressing their emotions for a long time was suddenly given a chance to vent, wanting to roar out all the pent-up feelings of the past two years.

Finally, at some point, the boy felt the pressure binding his lips suddenly disappear, and he opened his eyes as a light pat was placed on his shoulder.

He saw Xie Xubai smile as he took out a mirror, his expression one of undisguised satisfaction and praise: "Look."

The boy stared at himself in the mirror. There were no stitches on his mouth, and it was no longer an ugly duck beak. The stunned look on his face gradually turned into overwhelming joy.

The boy's prolonged silence made it difficult for him to speak, so all his excitement and joy were contained in the next few words, each one filled with gratitude: "Thank you, doctor!"

[Personal Notification: Congratulations to Director Xie on successfully treating a patient with a grade B moderate condition! 10 points added to your performance evaluation! Since the evaluation score is already full, this point will be converted to performance bonus at a 1:1 ratio!]

[Reminder: The three doctors with the highest performance scores this period will be selected for the First Hospital's "Medical Expert" Award. This award recognizes doctors who have made outstanding contributions to medical technology and services. Winners will receive double their year-end bonus and the privilege of utilizing interns from various departments.]

[If more awards can be selected, more internal hospital privileges will be unlocked. Good luck to all the doctors!]

Xie Xubai glanced at the notice, pressed the broadcast button, and called the next patient.

The observation window was crowded with people at that moment.

Several directors have already left, even though they are feeling conflicted and distressed. They wanted to stay and see what Xie Xubai could ultimately achieve, but the mountain of work and patients on the other side couldn't wait any longer.

The medical work in the monster zone is completely different from that in the human zone, and Director Zhou from the Human Resources Department has the easiest job there.

But he didn't stay either, saying he was too ashamed to face anyone.

After they left, the number of people outside Xie Xubai's clinic increased.

Some of them are patients.

They had originally stayed in their wards waiting for their number to be called, thinking they would have to suffer for several days, but who would have thought their number would be called so quickly.

Seeing that they would be called soon, the patients simply went to the scene to wait.

The announcements over the hallway never stopped calling out numbers; they were incredibly grateful for the last-minute change of attending physician and their eyes were filled with anticipation.

Others were interns and attending physicians whose patients were taken away.

They stared intently at Xie Xubai inside, treating patients as if no one else was there, their teeth practically grinding with hatred.

Don't say they're idle and have nothing to do—all the patients are going to get appointments with Xie Xubai, what can they do besides stare blankly? They really have nothing to do.

Actually, the phenomenon of patients being snatched up has happened before. Otherwise, the more than 30 patients that Dean Fu Zong had on the day of his initial consultation couldn't have just fallen from the sky.

They used to treat this as a joke, but when it happened to them, they realized it was a truly unpleasant experience.

What happened next was even more devastating.

Xie Xubai was never perfunctory in his medical practice. He would earnestly engage in spiritual resonance with each patient, establish a connection, and listen to their grievances.

However, the entire process didn't take much time.

On average, a patient would walk out of the ward briskly every eight minutes, their previously ashen and pale face regaining its radiance.

For other doctors, just getting the patient to relax, accept themselves, and feel the spiritual resonance would take more than twenty minutes!

"Damn, he's like a monster! He's treated seven patients in one go, and he hasn't even had a sip of water. Doesn't he get tired?"

"I just don't understand what he means by allowing unlimited treatment. Is he really all talk and no action? Isn't he afraid of bloating himself to death in the end?"

The First Hospital has very strict restrictions on the patients it admits. To avoid misdiagnosis and mistreatment due to insufficient doctor experience, interns can only treat D-level patients, while physicians can treat C-level and below patients.

Following this logic, only chief physicians can define the level of patients they admit.

If the hospital were to open up without restrictions, all patients who hadn't yet managed to register for an appointment that day would be placed on the admission list all at once.

Even patients who have already registered will receive a special notification reminding them that a new senior doctor is on duty and that there are available appointments under their name.

Ask yourself, who comes to the hospital not wanting to get treated and recover their health as soon as possible? Since you're going to have to wait anyway, you might as well find a doctor who seems more experienced and get an appointment with them.

This is the First Hospital, where strength reigns supreme.

Given the opportunity and the capability, resources will be allocated without reservation.

Therefore, everyone covets the position of chief physician, everyone tries their best to climb up the ranks, and inevitably they are jealous of those in high positions.

Seeing that Xie Xubai was treating more and more patients, these doctors even had a slightly malicious thought.

Even the strongest person has limits. They didn't believe Xie Xubai could continue treating patients indefinitely; they knew he would eventually run out of steam.

By then, they will—

...It seems there's nothing we can do about Xie Xubai.

In any case, he is a chief physician.

Even if they weren't under Xie Xubai's command, he was still their superior.

When department heads sabotage each other, it's called a head-on confrontation, a fierce battle.

For them to humiliate others and show off is tantamount to courting death, like moths to a flame.

And there's one more thing.

Something they were ashamed to talk about, but had to admit.

Before they knew it, the doctors' discussions became hazy, and their fragile hearts were hit by a series of blows, causing them to begin to doubt the meaning of life.

"...How many is this? Has anyone counted?"

"I didn't count, but I feel there are at least 20 or more."

"To be precise, it's 27."

"There were only 32 deans back then, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an awkward and uncomfortable atmosphere filled the room among the doctors.

If numbers couldn't give a direct sense of Xie Xubai's abilities, then seeing most of the patients craning their necks and peering into the consultation room, almost forming a human wall, was so impactful it nearly broke their hearts.

Their mindset has changed now.

They didn't care about Xie Xubai's backdoor admission and just watched with amusement;

He was filled with resentment as he saw himself become a clown whose patients had all been robbed.

Then, amidst extreme resentment, they discovered the new director's extraordinary strength and realized that the joke was actually their own embarrassment and shame.

They finally had nothing more to say.

"The new director is indeed very capable."

"What kind of talk is that? Anyone who can sit in that position isn't strong?"

“It’s different. Even if the hospital director came, I’m afraid he couldn’t treat a Level A critical case within 10 minutes.”

"What do you mean? You're not trying to say that Director Xie is better than the hospital director, are you? Did you eat mushrooms?"

"But Director Xie is incredibly strong. Look, he's already treated his 30th patient... a full 30!"

"Pah! If the dean had been able to admit patients without limit back then, he would have admitted even more than him."

"But given Director Xie's current momentum, he might be able to surpass the Dean's current record."

"Are you kidding me? What's the hospital director's rank? What's his rank? Do you think he can admit 154 patients a day?"

Everyone felt that Xie Xubai couldn't do that.

As a chief physician, it's considered impressive if he can treat 80 patients a day, and it's considered incredible if he can treat 90.

As patients streamed into Xie Xubai's consultation room, and everyone involuntarily held their breath as they watched the numbers on the display screen go from 50 to 60, and then from 60 to 70.

That's why people are so strange.

They were tense and annoyed when they saw Xie Xubai catch up with them.

When Xie Xubai ran ahead, they were resentful and unwilling, even wanting to curse.

As Xie Xubai easily accelerated, leaving them far behind, all the negative emotions vanished instantly, replaced by a kind of self-deprecating peace.

They no longer thought about bringing Xie Xubai down, because they were at different levels, and he had become someone they couldn't even begin to compare themselves to.

So much so that while I couldn't believe it, I couldn't help but feel a sliver of hope that I was about to witness a miracle.

Unexpectedly, it suddenly stopped when it reached number 87.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that Xie Xubai had put up a notice announcing the suspension of consultations.

Good grief! Has he finally realized he's tired?

Doctors with a gossipy mindset felt their hearts, which had been hanging in their throats, suddenly fall back into place, bringing a sense of relief mixed with an indescribable regret.

"My God, this Superman has finally stopped."

"Yes, I thought he could do this all day, but thankfully it's still within the normal range."

"87, that's pretty good. I think Director Li's highest record is only 95?"

The excitement finally subsided, and everyone felt a sense of exhilaration, as if they had witnessed a great battle, unsure whether they should leave.

Fortunately, Xie Xubai hadn't come out yet, so they decided to continue waiting there.

They admit they are snobbish.

Seeing how capable Xie Xubai was, they were completely convinced and bowed down in admiration, waiting for him to come out so they could see if there was a chance to make his acquaintance or become familiar with him.

But to everyone's surprise, the notice announcing the suspension of consultations was suddenly removed just a few minutes later.

Everyone was stunned for a few seconds before they reacted, staring dumbfounded at Xie Xubai in the consultation room, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor.

"Director Xie has started taking patients again?"

"He's not human, holy crap!"

Author's Note:

Failed to support the edge QAQ