One day in April.
Transplant ward.
A mother and son are comforting each other.
"Binbin, you have to cheer up and don't be afraid! OK?" The mother encouraged the thin-looking child who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old.
"Mom! Don't worry! I'm not afraid! Soon I will be like my friends!" This child named Binbin is actually sixteen years old.
He missed the high school entrance exam due to illness and was a year older than his senior year. The skinny boy had a heart attack during military training, and the mass-produced Emperor Dragon wouldn't provide organs from minors.
There is almost no hope for donating organs from minors, and without transplantation, it would be difficult to save Binbin if he falls ill again.
So at the end of the year, Binbin's mother scraped together money and finally raised one million to order Jinhao's organ cultivation.
Four months later, the original organs were almost grown, but good news came about that a new **** had appeared.
The mother, who loved her son, participated in the pilot project without hesitation, and Binbin became one of the first patients to receive a leukocyte transplant.
Every child has a desire to act spoiled, run wild, and do things that have nothing to do with following the rules.
Binbin was also very much looking forward to his new heart. Before the operation even started, he had been imagining the wonderful future for several weeks.
Full of anticipation, Binbin's mother watched her son being pushed into the operating room corridor.
There are more than a dozen operating rooms in this corridor, and the organ waiting room is at the innermost end.
In the waiting room, several groups of assistants were verifying organ information with the organ culture technicians. Once the verification was complete, the correct organ, along with the culture circulation machine, was placed on a cart and wheeled into the operating room.
To ensure the efficiency of living transplantation, doctors will cut off circulation and remove organs from the amniotic fluid at the last moment.
The assistant whose name tag reads "Zhang Xiaoting" is also one of them.
Zhang Xiaoting has been working at Jinhao Hospital for almost a year, and this is the third case she has prepared for the surgery for this project.
"Xiao Zhang!" The doctor stopped Zhang Xiaoting mid-route. "Your director is looking for you! Did you remember your annual review?"
Zhang Xiaoting, who was halfway down the corridor pushing the organ, was stunned for a moment. She thought to herself, "Isn't the evaluation scheduled for 3 p.m. today? Why are they letting her go before noon?"
However, this annual evaluation will determine her regular salary level and will also directly affect the department she is assigned to and her benefits.
"Hand over to Xiao Xue and don't participate in this operation." The doctor continued.
Zhang Xiaoting glanced at the cart in her hand, her eyes looking somewhat worried. But since the doctor had said so, she had no choice but to hand it over. Before leaving, she even glanced back at the organ.
Medical Director's Office.
"Xiao Zhang! Are you here? Sit down!" The director smiled and asked Zhang Xiaoting to sit down.
"Director, didn't they say the evaluation would be based on three points?" Zhang Xiaoting asked after sitting down.
"The sooner you finish it, the sooner you can go home, right?" After the director said this, Zhang Xiaoting naturally thought that he was waiting to get off work and was in a hurry to go home, so she gave the assessment in advance.
No longer having any questions, Zhang Xiaoting waited for the director to ask questions.
"Xiao Zhang? It's been almost a year since you came to the hospital. Do you have any opinions on your work?" the director began to ask.
"No, it's fine!"
"So what are your thoughts and opinions about the hospital?"
"No, the hospital is pretty good!"
"Are the benefits and salary satisfactory to you?"
“Good benefits and good salary!”
"Has anyone deducted your overtime pay for working overtime?"
"No, overtime is always paid double the salary, no one missed it."
"Is that so? That's strange!" The director seemed to be talking to himself, and then continued, "Do you get along well with your colleagues?"
“Everyone is so polite and nice!”
"That doesn't make sense!" The director looked puzzled. "Then why are you still making things difficult for the hospital?"
"Ah? I didn't?" Zhang Xiaoting shook her head repeatedly. "Don't listen to nonsense!"
"Are you talking nonsense? You really don't know what I'm talking about? What did you do?" The director was actually still giving her a chance, but unfortunately Zhang Xiaoting insisted that it didn't happen.
At this time, the director's expression became serious and his hand pressed the secret security call button under the table.
"Xiao Zhang! The hospital hasn't offended you. Your salary and benefits are still the same, and your colleagues treat you kindly. You're wrong to be like this!"
Before Zhang Xiaoting could react, three security guards came in.
The director gave them a look, and two of them restrained Zhang Xiaoting who had just stood up.
"Left pocket!" said the director as he handed another security guard a pair of medical gloves.
It would have been better if she hadn't said this. As soon as she said it, Zhang Xiaoting's face turned from blue to white and then to red. She could even sing Kunqu Opera!
A micro syringe was found in the pocket of Zhang Xiaoting's white coat, and it was obvious that it was not Jinhao's.
The director looked at the syringe and saw it was empty. "Do you know what's inside?"
Zhang Xiaoting shook her head in panic: "This is not mine! I have never seen this thing! I was framed!"
"You don't know? How dare you inject without knowing?" The director said with disgust, "You know whether it's you or not. You didn't wear gloves! Do you know how to sentence premeditated murder?"
"I didn't, I didn't commit murder!" Zhang Xiaoting was anxious, "That person said..."
You've been exposed in a hurry, right? And you still say you didn't do anything!
"say what?"
"That person said it just makes people recover more slowly!"
"Did you collect the money? How much?"
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