Chapter 109 Whoever snatches her is truly capable.
For some reason, Jiang Wanqiu suddenly had a bad feeling.
She clutched the still-warm lunchbox in her hand, and followed the nurse's retreating figure, asking again, "Comrade, do you know where they transferred the patient?"
The nurse didn't stop walking, but waved her hand impatiently: "Military General Hospital! Dr. Lin is a doctor at the General Hospital. He said he needs to take the patient for a comprehensive examination."
The words had barely left his mouth when he disappeared at the end of the corridor.
The General Hospital of the Military Region? Cui Hua's condition had just stabilized, and such a major transfer to another hospital would definitely not be good for her mental state.
At the same time, in the military hospital, Lin Mengyao was irritably rinsing her reddened palms with cold water.
Actually, she had no intention of getting involved in this mess at first.
The abducted women, filthy and with external injuries, were brought to her, but she disgustedly pushed them to her other subordinates, not bothering to even glance at them.
Who is Lin Mengyao? She is the youngest attending physician at the General Hospital of the Military Region. The patients she sees must be family members of officers at the company commander level or above.
Who has the time to meddle in the trivial matters of those country women?
Highly skilled technical personnel like her should be put to good use.
"Ring ring—"
The phone on the table rang at an inopportune moment. She picked up the receiver: "Hello?"
"Mengyao, it's me." The father's calm yet slightly anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
"Did you go check on that new patient named Cui Hua who was transferred to the health center?"
Lin Mengyao refused without hesitation, her tone full of perfunctoriness: "Dad, I'm a surgeon. I heard that Cui Hua suffered a mental breakdown and is under the jurisdiction of internal medicine. What does it have to do with me?"
"You're being foolish!" The man on the other end of the phone lowered his voice in exasperation. "I just got word that Cui Hua is very likely the daughter of Minister Cui from Beijing! She's been missing for six years! The elderly couple is frantic with worry and has already taken the train here overnight!"
Beijing... Minister Cui?
Lin Mengyao's eyes lit up instantly.
"Dad means..."
"My silly daughter, is there even a question?!" The man coaxed patiently, "If you can become her attending physician and cure her, it's like you've made connections with the Cui family! If you want to get promoted or transferred to Beijing in the future, with this connection, it'll be a piece of cake."
Lin Mengyao's heart pounded wildly; this was indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
She immediately hung up the phone, grabbed her white coat, and rushed out, heading straight to the health center.
She found Cui Hua's attending physician and made a direct request: "Dr. Wang, I'm planning to transfer that patient named Cui Hua to the General Hospital of the Military Region."
Dr. Wang was taken aback by her commanding tone. He adjusted his glasses and looked at her suspiciously: "Transferring to another hospital? Why? The patient's condition has just stabilized. And... Dr. Lin, I remember you're a surgeon, right?"
Lin Mengyao had already prepared her explanation. She waved the medical report in her hand and pointed out with a professional expression, "I've looked at her test results. She has multiple old injuries, and I suspect she may have a rib fracture. She needs to go to the main hospital for a detailed examination with better equipment. What, Dr. Wang, do you not trust my qualifications?"
As she spoke, she glanced at the clinic's rudimentary facilities with a hint of disdain.
Dr. Wang was speechless, choked by her words. Rank matters, and he, a doctor at a local clinic, couldn't possibly argue with the attending physician at the main hospital.
Seeing that he was no longer speaking, Lin Mengyao, along with several nurses, hurriedly pushed open the door to Cui Hua's ward.
A loud crash startled Cui Hua awake.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw several people in white coats surrounding her. Their aggressive demeanor instantly triggered her most terrifying memories.
"No...don't come any closer!" Cui Hua shrank to the corner of the bed in fright, her small body trembling like a leaf in the wind.
"Take her away." Lin Mengyao coldly gave the order.
Two nurses stepped forward to grab Cui Hua's arms.
"Don't touch me! Get away!" Cui Hua suddenly screamed, struggling with her hands and feet.
Seeing this, Lin Mengyao frowned and impatiently concluded, "She really is an aggressive mental patient. Bring the restraints and tie her to the stretcher!"
With her hands and feet bound by the restraints, she suddenly remembered the helplessness and despair she felt when she was tied to the bed and at the mercy of others.
"Ah—! Let me go! You criminals! Let me go!" She began to struggle hysterically with astonishing strength, and the two nurses couldn't hold her down for a moment.
Seeing this, Dr. Wang quickly stepped forward to stop her: "Dr. Lin, you can't do this! She's just too scared! You'll only upset her!"
Lin Mengyao shoved him away and shouted sternly, "If you can't control the patient and something happens, will you take responsibility? Go! Give her a sedative injection!"
"No!" Dr. Wang retorted anxiously, "She's still young and weak. Forcibly injecting a sedative could cause irreversible brain damage!"
"Dr. Wang, are you trying to teach me how to do things?" Lin Mengyao's eyes turned cold, and the threat in her tone was obvious. "My title and experience are higher than yours. If anything goes wrong, I will take full responsibility!"
In the midst of this chaotic tug-of-war, a nurse was violently shoved aside by Cui Hua, bumping into Lin Mengyao.
Lin Mengyao stumbled and instinctively reached out to steady herself on the bedside table.
"hiss--!"
A burning pain came from her palm. She looked down and saw that her hand was pressed against the scented candle with a burning flame!
"Damn it!" she cursed in pain, shaking her hand; a red mark had already appeared on her fair palm.
Her anger was completely ignited, and she turned to Dr. Wang, roaring, "What kind of management is this at your clinic? Putting something as dangerous as an open flame in a mental patient's room, are you trying to kill her?!"
After saying that, she ignored the heat, stretched out two fingers, and ruthlessly extinguished the leaping flame, then casually threw the still-smoking candle into the trash can.
While Cui Hua was being held down by the crowd, a nurse quickly injected a sedative into her arm with a syringe.
Cui Hua's struggles visibly weakened, her terrified eyes slowly lost their luster, and finally she completely lost the ability to resist, collapsing limply to the ground.
Lin Mengyao looked at her scalded hands, then at Cui Hua who was as quiet as a puppet, and waved her hand coldly.
"take away."
The main hospital building was much more impressive than the health center, and people in white coats and military uniforms were coming and going in the corridors.
Jiang Wanqiu found out which ward Cui Hua was in and was about to go in when she was stopped by a figure in a white coat.
The person who arrived was Lin Mengyao.
She had just treated the burn on her hand and applied some ointment. Now she was looking Jiang Wanqiu up and down with an arrogant expression.
"What are you doing here again? This is the intensive care unit, you can't just come in like this."
Jiang Wanqiu glanced behind the woman and said, "I came to see Cui Hua. I just got her some food from the cafeteria and wanted to check on her."
Lin Mengyao was now extremely wary of this woman, fearing that Jiang Wanqiu would ruin her plans: "What are you looking at! The patient needs to rest now, not some random people coming to visit."
Jiang Wanqiu frowned: "I know about Cui Hua's situation. She has just suffered a great shock and needs comfort and companionship, not to be locked up like a prisoner!"
"You know?" Lin Mengyao crossed her arms and sneered. "Are you a doctor? Have you seen her medical records? Let me tell you, based on my professional diagnosis, the patient suffers from severe stress-related mental disorder, accompanied by strong aggressive tendencies. Until her condition is completely stable, for her own safety and the safety of everyone else, no one is allowed to visit her!"
"That's utter nonsense! She's not mentally ill at all! I even spoke with her this morning!"
Lin Mengyao's face instantly turned ugly when she was exposed to the face by a woman who knew nothing.
She never expected that Jiang Wanqiu would dare to question her professional authority.
"You're disrupting our normal medical work!" Lin Mengyao shouted sharply, her voice suddenly rising, drawing the attention of everyone in the corridor. "I'm her attending physician! I'm making the most scientific judgment! If you keep causing trouble here, believe me, I'll have the security department kick you out!"
After saying that, she gave a wink to the guard standing next to her.
Two guards immediately stepped forward, gesturing for them to enter, their attitude firm.
Night has fallen.
As the effects of the sedative wore off, Cui Hua slowly awoke in the deathly darkness.
An unfamiliar ceiling, a cold iron bed, a syringe inserted into the back of her hand, and icy liquid dripping into her body.
Fear instantly enveloped her.
She's been locked up again!
"No..." she let out a weak groan. Her survival instinct made her struggle to sit up and pull out the IV tube from the back of her hand. Blood gushed out instantly, but she felt no pain.
She stumbled and lunged toward the door, desperately twisting the doorknob.
"Let me out! Let me out!"
The door was locked from the outside.
The loud noise startled Lin Mengyao, who was on duty. She rushed in with a nurse and saw Cui Hua banging on the door like a trapped wild animal.
"Hold her down!" Lin Mengyao's eyes showed no sympathy, only annoyance at being disturbed.
Cui Hua was once again pinned to the bed, and the cold needle pierced her skin once more. As the sedative was injected, her struggles gradually weakened, and the light in her eyes slowly faded.
Looking at Cui Hua, who had quieted down again, Lin Mengyao said impatiently to the nurse, "Double the dosage tomorrow. Also, continue the infusion of that circulation-improving drug, two bottles a day."
She had no idea how to treat psychological trauma. In her opinion, as long as the patient calmed down and stopped making noise, the illness was cured.
As for the anticoagulant medication that improves circulation, it's a new product launched by the pharmaceutical company, and she gets a commission for every bottle she opens.
Since losing medication won't kill anyone, and it makes the medical records look more "rich," prescribing more medicine makes her seem more professional, so why not?
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