Samantha’s voice was loud, and the other patients looked over.
She persistently tugged at me, saying, “Emily Green! As a doctor, if you have such privileges, you should give them to us. We’re the patients.”
Hearing her, the other patients started chiming in.
“Yeah! Why does she get a private room? Just because she’s a doctor?”
“Why can’t we?”
“They said beds were tight, but suddenly a doctor wants one, and there’s a bed right away?”
The voices grew louder.
Nurses tried to explain, saying my condition was more serious, but everyone was already biased and didn’t want to believe it.
Samantha kept saying things that were particularly unpleasant.
At this moment, Jason Lee walked in.
Samantha ran to him immediately.
“Jason, Dr. Lin got herself a private room by pulling strings. She’s clearly the least serious case here yet got a private room. Just because she’s a doctor?”
Tears fell as she spoke, her pitiful look naturally evoking sympathy.
I could clearly see the affection in Jason’s eyes for her. He hadn’t even glanced at me since entering, only focused on Samantha.
Other patients called out to Jason.
“Samantha’s husband, you’re a lawyer, speak up. Didn’t the doctor pull strings? Why does she get a private room, and we’re stuck here?”
“Yeah! Samantha’s husband, say something.”
Jason…
When I looked at him, he seemed to enjoy being called Samantha’s husband by others. But when he turned to me, he suddenly looked quite annoyed.
“Emily, let’s step out and talk.”
When I didn’t respond, he grabbed my hand and pulled me outside.
“Let go!”
“Jason Lee, let go of me!”
After I spoke, he finally released me in the corridor. “Emily, I know you must have used your Central Hospital doctor status to get a private room, but your condition isn’t severe. It’s just a miscarriage surgery. Could you let Samantha have the room?”
Let Samantha have it?
Seeing his expression, I suddenly chuckled.
“Fine, Jason Lee, I’ll let her have it!”
Just as he was about to say something, I slapped him.
“Lin Mu, please step outside; we need to talk.”
When I didn’t respond, he grabbed my hand and started pulling me out.
“Let go!”
“Ji Mingli, I said let go!”
Finally, after I spoke, he released my hand in the hallway. “Lin Mu, I know you got this private room because you’re a doctor at Central Hospital. But your condition isn’t severe; it’s just a miscarriage procedure. Could you let Qiu Yue have this room?”
Let Qiu Yue have it?
I looked at him and couldn’t help but laugh.
“Fine, Ji Mingli, I’ll give it up!”
Just as he was about to say something else, I slapped him hard.
“What are you doing?”
“Are you out of your mind?”
Ji Mingli held my hand down.
“It’s none of your concern.”
“Ji Mingli, let’s get a divorce!”
He was speechless, just staring at me. “All because of a hospital room?”
“Is it just about the room?”
“As an OB-GYN, I know exactly why Qiu Yue’s cyst ruptured. You said it was because of some incident with your ‘good buddy’ that took time to manifest. Fine, let’s ask your good buddy!”
As I spoke, my phone rang. It was an unknown number, and when I answered, it was Qiu Yue’s boyfriend, Chen Jun. I put it on speaker.
“Dr. Lin, I just arrived on the late flight. I’m at the OB-GYN inpatient department. Where’s Qiu Yue?”
