Chapter 272
After separating from Zhou Minlin, she went back to see her aunt and brought back dinner. She said, "Let's go to another hospital."
"You just arrived, why change hospitals?"
"Stop talking and leave!"
He taught her a very important lesson: don't trust anyone. It was already evening, and by the time they moved to another hospital, it was already dark because they had to walk farther.
There were no private rooms, so she had to share. When she entered, the bed next to her was already occupied, with the curtain drawn. Not wanting to disturb them too much, they simply packed up and went to bed.
Wang Jiazhi couldn't sleep at night, as if meeting Zhou Minlin a few hours ago was just a dream. She really doubted whether it was just her illusion.
This meeting was too hasty, and the separation was too hasty. Maybe they will never see each other again in this life. She thought of Xiaoshuang and wondered how she was doing now. In this chaotic world.
Then I thought, will I ever see him again in this life? Is this really the end of their relationship?
Not only did she deceive herself in her previous life, but she also deceived herself in the same way for a period of time after she separated from him in this life.
Because she knew it was impossible to see him again, and he had already forgotten her, she was too painful to live with the memories alone. Most importantly, she felt that fate would not give her any comfort, and she would never have anything beautiful. It was much better to never believe that she had it than to believe it and then be disappointed.
When they found her again, she firmly rejected them because her mind told her that she could not repeat the tragedy of her previous life, but in her heart she wanted to see him.
When I saw him for the first time, I couldn't help but want to cry.
She knew that her life was over again, and her heart calmed down.
She didn't fall into a drowsy sleep until daybreak, but she wasn't asleep for long before she was woken up. The woman next door was about to give birth and was being pushed into the delivery room.
The aunt next to her said, "There are no empty rooms. It's troublesome to live with others." Then she told her to catch up on her sleep and went out to buy breakfast.
When she woke up, the room was quiet and the bed next to her was still empty. She hadn't given birth yet? The ward was close to the delivery room, and she could hear screams coming from inside.
Wang Jiazhi's hair stood on end. While there was a chance of death during childbirth, that was a minority of cases, and she didn't think she'd be that unlucky. Besides, her daughter was incredibly well-behaved, and her figure was exactly what the elders had said was the perfect size for childbirth. Still, it was a little scary.
At this time, the child moved a little, and she quickly calmed down, thinking to herself: "What happens to others is their business. Anyway, I will be fine."
At noon, the woman in labor was pushed back. The curtain of the bed next door was drawn and there was a flurry of activity.
The aunt returned with lunch. Wang Jiazhi had eaten breakfast late, and only a few hours had passed. Seeing the food and snacks, she said, "I'll eat later."
"You must eat well and sleep well these few days, so that you can have the strength to give birth when the time comes."
"Ah..." She became nervous again.
If only her mother were here, she felt extremely sad.
She saw a vase of white lilies next to her, and the aunt said, "Don't you like flowers? They make you feel good."
What would happen to the child if she died? Would he take care of the child? Of course he would. She believed he wasn't like her father, someone who didn't treat his daughter like a human being. But who would raise the child then? He was so busy, he wouldn't have time to look after the child. Would he leave the child to Mrs. Yi? Mrs. Yi might not be good to the child. Besides, the child would have to watch a bunch of fake imperial edicts playing mahjong and gambling, fighting over who would be his wife. What kind of person would he be when he grew up?
I'm worried about leaving the child to the nanny. Does he have the time to watch someone take care of the child?
Wang Jiazhi immediately dispelled her thoughts, feeling that she had been thinking too much.
But then she changed her mind and thought, if she died and had a child by her side, would he think of her when he saw the child and would not forget her?
She was so lost in thought that she hadn't noticed the bed next to her had quieted down. With the curtains drawn, she couldn't see the woman in labor, but she sounded exhausted and asleep. But after an hour or two, the baby started crying, waking everyone up.
Wang Jiazhi's attending physician was a woman in her twenties, very fair and beautiful, with a classical and gentle air. She was also very gentle and spoke clearly. They got along very well.
The next day, which happened to be her night shift, she heard a man cursing in the corridor. His words were extremely harsh, and he seemed to be swearing, "I'm going to beat you to death..."
The female doctor just kept comforting him and didn't dare to refute him.
The man's wife lived in a separate ward from them. She had a face full of muddy flesh, a bald head, and was extremely short. She was overeating and had a disgusting red rosacea on her face. She ran around the corridor shirtless every day and liked to steal unused cardboard boxes from other wards.
The aunt rushed over to rescue him, and heard him say smugly and viciously: "I'll let you off this time, but you'll have to wait and see what happens next time. I'm not someone you can easily bully!"
The aunt took advantage of her profession and inquired about the details after only being there for less than a day.
The man's wife couldn't get pregnant, probably because he couldn't afford to marry her, so he bought an ugly one with some mental issues. This time, he also spent a lot of money to be hospitalized to protect the fetus. The doctor who was in charge of him was a man, usually arrogant. He was angry, but because he was a male doctor, he didn't dare to offend him.
Seeing that their doctor was a girl and usually very kind to patients, they thought she must be easy to bully. So they took advantage of her being on duty and started to make trouble, taking out their frustrations with the male doctor on her.
"He's a man, and what he said was really vulgar." The aunt said, then sighed and said, "It's hard to be a woman."
Sure enough, the next day when the male doctor came for rounds, he was like a pug, bending over and nodding constantly.
When the female doctor came to check on the ward, the aunt said, "You didn't sleep well last night. Go back and get some rest."
The female doctor had the dark circles under her eyes that Wang Jiazhi was most familiar with, and her face was haggard and pale. She smiled and said, "No, I can't leave until I finish the work at hand."
Wang Jiazhi felt even more distressed when she saw this.
The aunt said, "You guys are really working hard. I see that all the people wearing coats are men, with only a few female doctors. You guys are really amazing."
She laughed and said, "It's nothing great, it's just hard work. Many of my classmates can't stand the hardship and don't do this job anymore."
Wang Jiazhi laughed and said, "That person is really vicious and bullies everyone he sees."
The female doctor smiled bitterly and said, "I can't help it. I've gotten used to it. The patriarchal system applies here too. Seeing you're a man, people wouldn't dare to provoke you. But seeing you're a woman, they'll use you as a punching bag. Last night, he was ranting to me about how you doctors are such terrible people. I can't possibly piss him off. If he reports it to the higher-ups, they'll all say it's your fault anyway, which is too much trouble. Some people, seeing they can't beat a man, hit a woman instead. As long as they can't kill you, it's still your fault, and the higher-ups won't stand up for you, so you'll just have to endure the beatings in vain. The best thing to do is just to swallow your anger. I'm exhausted, shouldering the responsibility, and having to deal with all this people."
After hearing this, Wang Jiazhi sighed helplessly.
Medicine is a particularly difficult field, and the work itself is incredibly grueling. This female doctor must have excelled academically to be able to work here. Yet, after working hard to graduate and find a good job, she still endures this kind of bullying, being harassed by such a beast.
She remembered a sentence in the novel: Submission can be the result of being bullied, or it can be the cause of being bullied.
If she had a worse temper and wasn't so gentle, those people might have seen her as less good-tempered and wouldn't have considered her easy to bully and harass. As expected, good people don't get good rewards, and evil people are even happier.
She thought about herself. If she had a personality like Lai Xiujing, even if she was pretty and smarter than them, they probably wouldn't treat her like a nobody.
Even if Lai Xiujin had gone through the same thing she did, she would never have felt unworthy. When she found someone she loved, she would enjoy love without any pressure, as if nothing had happened. Even if the other party questioned her, she would still deny it without blushing or beating her heart. No wonder the wicked live longer.
The aunt asked, "It's hard work at home too. The government office is so busy, and you still have to manage the household when you go back."
The female doctor smiled and said, "I'm not married. I probably don't have any plans to do that."
The auntie uttered an "ouch" and said, "There is no such thing as not having a family."
"Who says women have to get married? If you can't find a good one, marrying a useless man will only make you angry and have a bunch of children. It's just asking for trouble. Why bother?"
Wang Jiazhi laughed and said, "Maybe blind dates scare the men these days."
The female doctor empathized and said, "That's right. I didn't plan to be alone. After meeting those blind dates, I was completely scared. I do believe there will always be good ones, but I won't meet them. Although this job is hard, I can support myself. I don't have to marry a man to survive. It's better to die from work than to be annoyed by a man."
The aunt also spoke with emotion and said, "That's right. When my dead husband was alive, I hoped he would die every day. He didn't provide for the family, and I worked every day to support the family and son, and he beat me every day. Only after he died did I live like a human being."
When the three of them chatted here, the aunt hurriedly told the doctor to go back and rest after finishing his work.
On the third day, Wang Jiazhi still had no intention of giving birth, so it would only be one or two days. She asked the aunt to fetch her some water to wash her hair, as washing hair was forbidden for several days after giving birth.
The aunt exclaimed, "It's not just a few days, you can't even wash it during the confinement period."
Wang Jiazhi shook her head. She would never go without washing her hair for a month. How could she survive that?
The child in the next bed was always crying. After the aunt washed her hair, she complained quietly, "If someone else is discharged from the hospital, we can book a room for them."
Wang Jiazhi said, "It's such a sin to take up an extra bed and prevent others from staying there."
That evening, the muscular man barged in to see if there was any scrap he could take. The child in the next bed was crying loudly. Wang Jiazhi, her hair frizzling, cursed, "Whoa! You dare barge in here, a room full of women? If you throw something and scare the child, I'll let you go."
The scoundrel was a coward, so he ran away in a panic after being yelled at. The aunt had just returned from shopping, and when she saw him at the door, she joined in the scolding. The background sound of the child crying in the next bed made the situation even more powerful.
That afternoon, the rascal was beaten up by a group of people outside, and he went back and hurriedly took the silly woman to get discharged from the hospital.
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