Shi Wan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but then she saw a patch of blood on Sikong Jingyu's hospital gown, the spot where he had been injured before.
"Your wound has reopened; let me treat it for you!"
Shi Wan frowned, hurriedly pulled Sikong Jingyu up, pushed him to sit on the sofa, and went to find the first-aid kit.
Sikong Jingyu watched Shi Wan's busy figure, a bitter smile on his lips.
Soon, Shi Wan jogged back, opened the first-aid kit, and untied Sikong Jingyu's hospital gown. Looking at the torn wound, Shi Wan's brow furrowed even deeper, and she bit her lip: "You shouldn't have hugged me!"
The wound had nothing to do with Bao Shiwan; it probably reopened when he went berserk and beat up Xu Weizhou. Sikong Jingyu already felt the wound was very painful in the hotel, but at the time, he didn't care about it.
Shi Wan packed up the medical kit and hurriedly took Sikong Jingyu back to the hospital. The lacerated wound needed to be stitched up again, otherwise it would easily tear again later.
Seeing Shi Wan's worry and anxiety for him, Sikong Jingyu was actually very happy. If his wound tearing open could bring about emotional fluctuations in Shi Wan, then he would let the wound tear open a few more times.
Upon arriving at the department, Shi Wan stopped, released Si Kong Jingyu's arm, and calmly said, "Go to the dressing room and wait for me. I'll go to the duty room to put on my white coat."
Sikong Jingyu nodded and obediently walked towards the dressing room.
The on-duty nurse, Li Jingru, witnessed all of this and looked on in surprise. Was this still the same Sikong Jingyu who had been living with his father before?
I still remember when I took Sikong Jingyu on a house call, Sikong Jingyu looked arrogant and indifferent, glaring at me and finding fault with everything, as if everyone owed him something!
Now, however, he obediently listens to what Shi Wan says.
Love is truly magical; it can change a person.
The next morning, after Shi Wan finished her rounds and returned to her office, she saw the dean was also there.
As usual, Shi Wan greeted him with a smile: "Hello, Dean!"
The dean chuckled and asked, "Are you adjusting well back to work?"
Shi Wan smiled and said, "It's fine, thank you for your concern, Dean."
Shi Wan didn't know why the dean came to the department today, but her intuition told her that the dean definitely had something to discuss.
The hospital director smiled kindly and said, "Dr. Shi, your professional competence is evident to all. After discussion, we have decided to appoint you as the director of the emergency department."
Shi Wan was stunned for a long while.
I never expected the dean would come today to promote her!
The last time the emergency department changed directors was because Sikong Jingyu spent a lot of money.
Shi Wan lowered her eyes, concealing the complex emotions in her heart, and smiled, cutting to the chase: "Dean, did someone... say something to you?"
Shi Wan was quite clever. The dean shook his head: "No, no, what are you thinking! Don't you have confidence in your own abilities?"
Shi Wan frowned slightly, her delicate brows furrowing. "Then why did you suddenly...?"
The dean's eyes darted around. Of course, part of it was also due to Sikong Jingyu. In the past few days, rumors about Shi Wan and Sikong Jingyu had spread throughout the hospital. Who would have thought that Shi Wan would be Sikong Jingyu's ex-wife? He was thinking that if he promoted Shi Wan, Sikong Jingyu would invest again.
Furthermore, it was said: "Dr. Shi, your professional competence is beyond doubt, you can rest assured about that. The main issue is that today, a previous patient, Song Zhiqin, sued Nie Shirong, claiming that Nie Shirong prescribed the wrong medication, causing her to have an allergic reaction and require emergency treatment. And Nie Shirong is currently at the police station. Therefore, after discussion among our hospital leaders, it was unanimously decided to dismiss Nie Shirong. As a result, the position of director of the emergency department has become vacant. The emergency department is a key department of our hospital, and it cannot be without a leader for even a day. You are highly professional, and we are very confident in having you lead the emergency team. Therefore, it has been decided that you will serve as the director."
Thinking of Nie Shirong's fate, Shi Wan couldn't help but sigh. Back then, she was highly regarded, but now that something had happened, she was abandoned at the first opportunity!
Shi Wan pursed her red lips and said in a deep voice, "Dean, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't think I'm suitable for the position of director."
"Shi wan" means to refuse.
The dean frowned and said, "What's wrong? Is there something you're not satisfied with? If you have any problems, you can talk to me directly."
Shi Wan smiled and politely declined, "No, I just don't have a talent for management. Dean, Director Zhang was very good at managing the emergency room before, why don't you..."
The dean pondered for a moment, then said, "In that case, I will not insist."
Shi Wan nodded and smiled, then said nothing more.
Without a doubt, Zhang Zhibin successfully resumed his position as director of the emergency department. He sat at his desk in a good mood, reviewing medical records. When he returned from the ward late at night, he happened to run into him.
"Dr. Shi, thank you!"
Shi Wan nodded politely and said calmly, "Director Zhang, that's what you deserve. Even without me, you would still be the director of the emergency room, so you don't need to thank me."
Zhang Zhibin nodded, smiled, and said nothing more.
Days passed like this, and finally it was time for Sikong Jingyu to be discharged from the hospital. He had stayed there for about twenty days in total.
At this moment, Sikong Jingyu, like a wronged little wife, followed behind Shi Wan and said in a low voice, "Wanwan, I don't want to leave the hospital. I'm not fully recovered yet."
Shi Wan glanced at him, her expression indifferent: "It will take two or three months for you to fully recover. Hospital beds are very scarce, so please give your bed to someone who needs it."
"I have needs too, Wanwan, my wound is hurting again," Sikong Jingyu said, slumping her shoulders and looking like she was in great pain.
"You're still putting on an act," Shi Wan said helplessly. "Mr. Sikong, as the head of a large corporation, don't you feel ashamed doing this?"
In the past, Sikong Jingyu might have thought so.
But now...
Sikong Jingyu shook his head. "I don't think so."
The emergency room was busy, and Shi Wan didn't have time to watch Sikong Jingyu's performance. She said casually, "Mr. Sikong, please take care. I'm going back to work."
No sooner had Shi Wan left Sikong Jingyu's ward than Sikong Jingyu followed her out, grabbing Shi Wan's sleeve and tugging at it carefully.
"Wanwan..."
"Stop!"
Shi Wan spoke coldly, "In a public place, Mr. Sikong, please be mindful of your behavior."
Sikong Jingyu looked around and saw many people staring at him. A group of onlookers covered their mouths and chuckled.
Sikong Jingyu raised his eyebrows triumphantly, his skin thick with shame: "I'm afraid of people watching?"
"I'm scared," Shi Wan said.
These words were incredibly hurtful. Sikong Jingyu knew that Shi Wan simply didn't want to be seen with him.
“Since we’re divorced, let’s treat each other with some dignity,” Shi Wan said earnestly.
Fearing to anger Shi Wan, Sikong Jingyu pursed his thin lips and reluctantly compromised, temporarily loosening his grip on Shi Wan's sleeve.
"It's late!"
Someone called out to Shi Wan in the hallway, the voice gentle. Shi Wan turned around and saw that it was Sean.
Shi Wan raised the corners of her lips, her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, and her smile was gentle: "Senior brother? What are you doing in the emergency room?"
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