Qin Yanzheng bent down and picked up Erbao. Seeing that Dabao was standing still, being led by Xiaowu, he took two steps forward to Dabao.
Then he squatted down, hugged the younger child tightly with one arm, and asked the older child, "Don't you want Daddy to hug you?"
Da Bao's bright black eyes clearly showed his desire, but he shook his little head and said in a childish voice, "Daddy is tired."
Then, the little guy looked at Song Lan and said, "Mom, come inside and sit down!"
Da Bao pulled his little hand out of his uncle Xiao Wu's palm, and walked towards Song Lan with his short legs, extending one of his hands: "Da Bao, hold Mommy's hand!"
Song Lanming's eyes were filled with tenderness and a smile: "Okay, let's have Da Bao lead his mother into the house."
Da Bao grabbed one of her fingers and said in his cute little voice, "Grandma and Grandma Liu are cooking."
"Mom knows!"
Song Lan responded with a smile.
Qin Yanzheng carried Erbao and Xiaowu and Xiaoliu in front, followed by Yang Fan and Qin Yaxin. As for Song Lan and Dabao, the mother and son walked slowly.
Okay, it was Song Lan who was taking small steps to match her son's pace.
...
Time passed quickly, and in just over a month, everyone in the hospital knew of Song Lan's exceptional medical skills. Even other hospitals in Beijing were spreading the word that Song Lan was a master of both traditional Chinese and Western medicine.
This is because the TCM department of the hospital where Song Lan is currently working has seen a significant increase in patient visits, and Song Lan has performed two highly complex surgeries in the past month or so.
It wasn't that Dean Su arranged for Song Lan to operate on any patient, nor was it that other surgeons needed Song Lan's help. It was that two of the patients Song Lan was treating required surgery to achieve a complete cure.
To be more precise, it was the combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine that enabled the two patients to recover their health.
Thus, two highly complex surgeries were successfully performed by Song Lan herself. In addition, Song Lan's practice in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, with her precise pulse diagnosis and medication, and effective acupuncture, cured many patients.
As a result, the patients and their families who had been cured by Song Lan spread the word far and wide, making Song Lan's reputation spread throughout the entire capital city very quickly.
In a way, this is no different from how Song Lan's reputation as a "miracle doctor" gradually spread during her time practicing medicine at the Red Star Machinery Factory Staff Hospital.
"That guy in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department is now practically the face of our hospital!"
The speaker was a female doctor named Zhang Ting, who looked to be in her early thirties. Her expression was unreadable, and she seemed to be casually talking to two colleagues who were having dinner with her.
"Dr. Song looks younger than all of us. I really don't know how her brain works. She has an astonishing grasp of both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. Did she study medicine since she was a child?"
Another female doctor named Zhao Pan spoke up, her eyes filled with envy and admiration.
"Isn't Dr. Zhao giving that person too much credit?"
With a hint of disdain in her tone, Yao Qingwan said, "In my opinion, her medical skills are just so-so."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ting and Zhao Pan both paused in surprise. After a moment, Zhang Ting asked Yao Qingwan, "Does Dr. Yao perhaps have some kind of grudge against Dr. Song?"
"What grudge could I possibly have against her?!"
Yao Qingwan would never admit that she saw Song Lan as an obstacle on her path to love and wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.
Zhang Ting and Zhao Pan clearly didn't believe it.
"Dr. Yao, your tone wasn't very pleasant when you mentioned Dr. Song."
Zhao Pan said something casually.
"Look at what you're saying, Dr. Zhao. I'm not familiar with Dr. Song from the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, and we have no grudge against each other."
But you've made it sound like I'm your enemy. If this gets out in our hospital, how will people see me?
Yao Qingwan's expression turned slightly cold, and her words were barbed and sarcastic, showing no respect for Zhao Pan.
"Could it be that Dr. Yao misunderstood what I said?"
Zhao Pan asked.
"Whether I misunderstood Dr. Zhao or Dr. Zhao intentionally slandered me, I think Dr. Zhao knows the answer in his heart."
As Yao Qingwan spoke, she stood up, picked up her tray, and prepared to leave: "I'm finished eating. Please enjoy your meal!"
Watching her leave from Beijing Film Academy, Zhao Pan's expression turned sour: "She's got all the airs of a spoiled princess. Who does she think she's dealing with? Am I wrong?"
Zhang Ting lowered her voice and said, "Dr. Yao is probably taking her anger out on you."
"Taking my anger out on you?"
Zhao Pan was puzzled.
"You should know that Dr. Yao has been pursuing Dr. Mu for the past few years, but Dr. Mu doesn't seem to have any intention of developing a relationship with her, so Dr. Yao is naturally unhappy about it."
Unexpectedly, Dr. Mu and Dr. Song have become very close. Under these circumstances, how could she remain calm? And your praise of Dr. Song just now makes it perfectly normal for her to be resentful.”
After listening to Zhang Ting's analysis, Zhao Pan felt that Yao Qingwan was sick. She said, "Dr. Zhang, didn't you also praise Dr. Song?"
"I……"
Zhang Ting's face flushed slightly. She was praising Dr. Song, but her words carried more of a hint of resentment.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ting said, "Although I was praising Dr. Song, that sentence was really just an ordinary one."
Zhao Pan understood what Zhang Ting meant; it was also praise, but she genuinely praised Dr. Song, and her tone revealed envy and admiration.
The person in front of her, the one Dr. Zhang praised Dr. Song for, was indeed rather ordinary, so Yao Qingwan didn't take him to heart.
In other words, this is why Yao Qingwan gave her the cold shoulder.
Collecting her thoughts, Zhao Pan still had doubts. She said, "Dr. Mu and Dr. Song are getting close. What's wrong with that?"
"Dr. Song is married and pregnant, while Dr. Mu's character is impeccable. Does Dr. Yao really think there's something illicit between Dr. Mu and Dr. Song?"
If that's really the case, then it's a serious illness!
"We're both women, don't you know the word 'jealousy'?"
Zhang Ting said, "Dr. Yao is very likely jealous of Dr. Song. I just heard you praising Dr. Song like that during the meal..."
She didn't finish her sentence.
Zhao Pan understood her unspoken meaning; it would be strange if she didn't take her anger out on her.
"I praised Dr. Song because she deserved my sincere praise. If she feels uncomfortable, that's her business. Why should she take it out on me?"
With a cold snort, Zhao Pan continued, "Anyone with eyes can see that if Dr. Mu wanted to be with her, why would she have been chasing after him for so long without any success?!"
Without a doubt, the "she" Zhao Pan was referring to was Yao Qingwan.
"Let's keep this to ourselves, but please don't say it out loud."
Zhang Ting warned Zhao Pan.
"I'm not mentally ill."
Zhao Pan said in a rather unpleasant tone, "From now on, I will never sit at the same table with her again."
Zhang Ting didn't respond. She and Zhao Pan were both internists, but she was in the respiratory department and Zhao Pan was in the neurology department. They were acquainted with Yao Qingwan, a surgeon.
The reason stemmed from the fact that the three of them often sat at the same table in the cafeteria.
Over time, as they talked more, their relationship naturally became closer than that of ordinary colleagues.
On the other hand, Zhang Ting didn't actually like being with Yao Qingwan, because Yao Qingwan had a cold and aloof personality, as if everyone else had to bow down to her.
However, Yao Qingwan had powerful connections, so Zhang Ting thought she should get closer to her, in case she needed her help someday.
(End of this chapter)
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