Director Cha left the ward with a smile on his face, and as soon as he left the room, he asked the nurse to buy a new bed sheet for Lin Qingyue.

The pretty young nurse stared at Director Cha with her eyes wide open.

Director Cha saw her standing there, frowned, and yelled, "Wang Tingting, go buy it quickly. Why are you looking at me? I can grow new sheets on my face."

Wang Tingting felt very aggrieved: "Director, it costs money to buy bed sheets. How can I buy them if you don't give me money?"

It's impossible for you to please others, so I pay for you.

Director Cha was choked and waved his hand, "You use it first, I'll give it to you later."

"You haven't paid me back the money for the fruit last time. This bed sheet costs several dollars. I really can't afford it." Wang Tingting said boldly.

Director Cha glanced at the ward, afraid that Lin Qingyue would think that he was unwilling to pay such a small amount of money, so he reluctantly took out five dollars from his pocket and put it in Wang Tingting's hand.

"Buy it quickly, and buy the best."

"Don't buy it at the supply and marketing cooperative. The goods there are very low-end. Go to the department store. The Friendship Store has imported bed sheets that feel smooth to the touch." Lin Qingyue's voice came from the ward.

Wang Tingting walked out of the hospital with a pout, mumbling something.

This Miss Jiao is really picky and is really good at arranging things.

The hospital is halfway across the city from the Friendship Store. It takes her at least two hours to go back and forth. By the time she comes back, the work has been piled up like crazy.

When I got to the Friendship Store and asked, I found out that a bed sheet was twelve yuan!

Buy it, it costs seven dollars.

If you don’t buy it, this trip will be in vain.

The young nurse was almost about to curse in the street.

Doctor Li is right. Cha Liangren is only good at flattery and is not a good person.

She gritted her teeth and took out all the money she had to scrape together enough money to buy a bed sheet. After she bought it, Lin Qingyue frowned and scolded her for being stupid.

"You can't even pick a bed sheet. Look at the color you picked. It's so old-fashioned. Which girl would sleep on a bed sheet of this color? Return it and change it to light yellow. I won't sleep in this color!"

Wang Tingting was so angry that her head was smoking. She pulled off the new bed sheet in two handfuls, picked it up in her hands and returned to her workstation.

Lin Qingyue waited for a long time and found that no one came to change the bed sheets, so she went to the door. Seeing that Wang Tingting was still in the hospital and had not gone to return or exchange the bed sheets, she started to make a fuss.

As soon as Zha Liangren came over, he yelled at Wang Tingting: "I asked you to buy a bed sheet and you couldn't even do it. What else can you do?"

Wang Tingting was so angry that she cried.

Yang Heping felt that this Miss Jiao was going too far. She made his head hurt so much that he forgot for a moment that he had been shot. The doctor repeatedly told him not to get angry.

He roared suddenly, like a thunderbolt in a drought, "What are you arguing about? Damn it, who are you to act like a big shot here? Is this the old society? Can a lady order a maid around at will? This is a hospital!

If you want to stay here, stay here. If you don’t, get out. Why are you using such messy sheets? Are you letting me rest properly? "

When Lin Qingyue heard this, she knew it was directed at her, so she immediately rushed to Yang Heping's ward.

He pointed at his nose and started cursing.

Yang Heping's roar tore the stitches on the wound that had just been sutured. Blood gushed out, instantly dyeing his clothes red.

Lin Qingyue was cursing vigorously when Wang Tingting came over. When she saw the amount of bleeding, she immediately turned around and ran, shouting as she ran: "Doctor Li, Doctor Li, come quickly! The patient's wound has burst!"

When Dr. Li heard the shout, he put down the water cup and rushed out of the clinic immediately. He even fell because he ran too fast.

He quickly got up and ran to Yang Heping's ward regardless of his aching knee.

"Send him to the operating room immediately and he needs to be sutured again."

Wang Tingting and Dr. Li were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

Lin Qingyue flicked her nails and looked at Doctor Li with disdain. "You can't even sew the wound properly. I heard that the stitches broke just one day after the operation? I'm afraid you missed a stitch when you were sewing it, right?"

Doctor Li didn't want to pay attention to her. Just then, a sliding bed arrived. He and Wang Tingting lifted Yang Heping onto the bed and pushed the bed away without even glancing at Lin Qingyue.

Lin Qingyue was very angry. She stamped her feet and stood in front of the bed, shouting, "I guess I hit the nail on the head. You are a doctor with poor medical skills. You are not capable of doing surgery for others. You are taking human life lightly!"

Doctor Li remained silent.

The patient's condition was very critical, so he had no time to care about the unreasonable behavior of a spoiled young lady.

Yang Heping suddenly raised his foot and kicked Lin Qingyue, frowning and saying, "A good dog doesn't block the road. You are standing here blocking the way. Do you want to kill me?"

Wang Tingting directly pushed Lin Qingyue away and pushed her aside.

Yang Heping was finally pushed out of the ward.

Lin Qingyue said to Cha Liangren who had just arrived: "They all bullied me. I'm going to call my dad and ask him to fire them all!"

Cha Liangren couldn't persuade her, so he could only take Lin Qingyue to the office to make a phone call.

After the call was transferred several times, it finally got through.

Lin Qingyue complained to the other end of the phone, "Dad, they all bullied me."

A clear male voice sounded, like cold jade soaked in ice and snow, "Who bullied you?"

"Cousin Cheng, why are you the one answering the phone? Oh, I forgot, you were transferred to work in my dad's secretariat.

Let me tell you, there was going to be an autumn harvest in the village, and I was the first one to rush in, but I got hurt accidentally, and there was blood all over the floor, so they sent me to the First People’s Hospital, but an old man named Li who had just been released from the cowshed didn’t like me, and said I was faking illness, so he refused to give me a bed…” Lin Qingyue lied without blinking.

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