Love Healing Manual

Chapter 70 Vice Dean

Although it wasn't boiling water, it was still terrifying enough to be poured over someone's head like that. The hot steam rose and billowed into the air, and Dr. Murakami let out one shrill scream after another.

He jumped up, frantically shaking his clothes, knocking over the chair next to him.

Then she kept muttering curses under her breath, saying things like Miyagi Suzuo, the intern, was crazy.

What good is shaking the water droplets off his clothes? The scalding water has soaked through his clothes and clung to his skin, causing a stinging sensation like countless tiny needles pricking his pores. Even if he tries to pull hard on the back of his neck, it's to no avail.

Dr. Murakami could only quickly take off his white coat, followed by his shirt underneath, in a hurried and frantic manner.

However, Miyagi Suzuo looked at him indifferently, seemingly not thinking that such violence was a very serious act; her calmness was somewhat frightening.

Everyone in the department was stunned.

Horikawa Yuzu covered her mouth, her eyes filled with shock. The snack she had just stolen fell to the ground with a "thud".

Dr. Toda stood up abruptly, his jaw almost dropping to the ground.

"Hey! What are you doing?" he asked, frowning.

As for Chizuru Sano, her expression had long since lost control, her pupils dilating in shock—for a girl like her who had always been well-behaved since childhood, Miyagi's behavior had completely overturned her understanding.

No matter what you do, you should at least consider the consequences, right? Although Dr. Murakami's attitude was indeed dismissive, it was far from warranting being splashed with hot water. Besides, how would you handle the aftermath if you did that?

Lin Ze raised an eyebrow.

He hadn't expected Miyagi to do this, because in his memory, she had always been a very gentle girl who had never lost her temper and was very easy to talk to. In the group, she never contradicted his opinions and gave the impression of being very easy to get along with.

"Are you crazy?" Dr. Murakami roared, veins bulging on his neck.

However, Miyagi Suzuo only gave him a disgusted look, crossed her arms, and returned to Lin Ze's side with a relaxed expression, leaning against the table next to him.

Within seconds of the hot water touching his skin, a patch of reddish discoloration appeared, causing Dr. Murakami to grimace in pain.

He glared at Miyagi Suzuo, his fists clenched tightly.

For a licensed doctor who has been working for three to five years, there is always a period of time every year when interns are bullied. Those people all obey the words of their seniors, and even if they encounter a troublemaker, they can only silently swallow their anger after being reprimanded several times.

He could tell that Lin Ze and Miyagi Suzuo were not good people among the three, but such fierce resistance was really beyond Murakami's expectations.

He gritted his teeth.

"Quickly rinse it with cold water, a burn could be a big problem," Dr. Toda urged.

"I'll go with you." Horikawa Yuzu hurriedly came over.

Actually, this already reveals the department's social hierarchy. The absent department head is obviously at the top of the food chain, followed by Toda, then Murakami and Horikawa Yuzu. As for the other person engrossed in typing, it's not clear yet.

However, just as the two were about to leave, the door was suddenly pushed open.

A slightly older figure entered the department. He wasn't tall, but he had a dignified appearance, a square face, and wore half-rimmed glasses. His temples were somewhat gray. Unlike some senior doctors who are bald, he had a thick head of hair, just a lot of gray.

The nameplate worn by the other party, being red, clearly indicates that it represents a distinguished attending physician.

It was Dr. Niishimazu, the head of the Department of Gastroenterology.

“You’re in such a panic. I heard you yelling outside. This is a hospital, Dr. Murakami,” he frowned, his voice authoritative despite his calm demeanor, “What are you doing here?”

“Dr. Murakami got scalded by the hot water,” Toda explained.

He remained silent about how it happened.

"Let me take a look." Director Niijima indifferently reached out his hand, and Murakami quickly lowered his head, revealing the back of his neck behind his shirt.

I took a quick look.

He withdrew his hand from his collar.

"It's nothing, not even blisters, no need to rinse."

"Oh? Really, Director?"

"Stand still."

Director Niijima turned his hands behind his back, and his reprimand immediately made everyone in the department stand still and focus their attention on him.

He glanced at Lin Ze and his group.

"Is this the intern we sent?" Director Niijima asked, pointing.

"Yes, Nurse Rieko just brought it over and asked me to tell you about it."

"Hmm, it's good to have some more young people in the department," Director Niijima paused, raised his hand, "The vice president will be coming over later, you guys..."

He looked at the tea leaves scattered all over the ground, and even the cup was broken.

"Hurry up and tidy up, don't make such a mess."

"Is the Vice Dean coming?" Toda opened his mouth slightly, turned around and quickly waved, "Quick, quick! Clean up the mess, what's going on?"

"understand!"

"I'll go get the broom."

It has to be said that people who have been in positions of power for a long time have a different kind of temperament.

Even though Dr. Niijima was just the head of the gastroenterology department, his demeanor, calm and collected manner, slow speech, and composed gestures all contributed to his remarkable poise.

He looks very different from a regular doctor.

Several people started to get busy.

Director Shinjima walked over to Lin Ze and the others and stood in front of them.

"I will be in charge of guiding you for the next four weeks."

"Good morning, Director!" The three bowed in unison, full of respect.

Director Shinjima chuckled, a hint of satisfaction appearing on his weathered face as he looked at his three junior colleagues, who were nearly two and a half cycles younger than him.

Their faces all look so young...

He felt a pang of sadness when he came into contact with young people, realizing his own age.

“In my department,” he earnestly instructed, “you can ask me anything you don’t understand, but try not to talk about things unrelated to medicine. I don’t want to hear any of the rumors or gossip in the hospital. I hope you will spend these four weeks with a learning attitude.”

"Understood." The three listened attentively.

"The gastroenterology department has a heavy workload because the entire digestive system is extensive, including but not limited to the esophagus, stomach, intestines, liver, gallbladder, pancreas, etc. There are many types of diseases, and the incidence rate is high. I will guide you to understand unique and necessary diagnostic and treatment methods, such as gastroscopy, colonoscopy, and endoscopic ultrasound, to achieve early tumor screening and inflammation treatment."

Dr. Niijima's explanation was very detailed and patient, and in this environment, the initial teaching began from the very first meeting.

This shows that the other party is a very responsible person.

"Alright, tidy up your spot, I'm going next door to get something."

Hear the words.

The three bowed again.

After Dr. Niijima left, they finally relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Look at each other.

They are, of course, a community within the group.

"It seems the director is a very nice person, which is good enough. By the way, Suzuo, you're exaggerating. You scared me to death just now." "What's so scary about it? It was just something I did on the spur of the moment."

"Huh??? You don't even care at all?"

"That's how it is in the hospital. You can respect your teachers and elders, but you can't be too weak, otherwise you'll become a pushover that anyone can bully," Lin Ze said calmly.

“Lin Zejun is right,” Miyagi Suzuo agreed.

Her cheeks were beaming with a warm smile, a far cry from the icy expression she had just worn.

This made Sano Chizuru secretly sigh – Miyagi's attitude towards Hayashi Sawa was completely different from his attitude towards others, the difference was too great.

It seems that her feeling that Miyagi Suzuo was not easy to get along with from the moment she entered the class was definitely not an illusion.

Just as they were whispering and discussing it in hushed tones...

Toda and Murakami returned with mops and hurriedly began cleaning.

This village doctor is really unlucky. He tried to show off but failed, and now he has to clean up the mess himself. He put all the glass shards into the trash can and even wiped up the water splashed on the corners of the table.

Only then did he raise his head and walk over menacingly.

"Don't think this is the end of it." He glared venomously at Miyagi Suzuo, and of course, he didn't spare Lin Ze and Chizuru either, giving each of them a glare.

However, the height of Japanese men is generally average, and Lin Ze, who is over 1.8 meters tall, needs to tilt his head back slightly.

In this way, the momentum is greatly weakened.

"Would you like some more tea, Murakami-senpai?" Lin Ze asked, somewhat puzzled.

Hear the words.

The department fell silent again.

A moment later, Miyagi Suzuo burst out laughing, unable to hold back her laughter.

As for Chizuru Sano, she desperately suppressed the corners of her mouth and quickly lowered her head, afraid that Dr. Murakami would see her.

"What do you mean?" Dr. Murakami's face was ashen. He took a step forward and met Lin Ze's gaze.

Neither of them moved an inch.

That distance was almost nose to nose.

The atmosphere was tense, ready to erupt at any moment.

"It doesn't mean anything, I just felt that you were thirsty again."

"You, an intern, have the nerve to mock me? You like to stick up for others, huh?"

Caught off guard, he suddenly reached out and shoved Lin Ze.

Dr. Murakami hadn't anticipated that Lin Ze was leaning against a table, which was impossible to move. Moreover, the advantages of regular morning runs and exercise became apparent at this time.

He felt as if he had pushed a steel plate, and couldn't help but stagger back two steps.

"That's enough," Toda said sternly, holding a mop. "If you want to cause trouble, do it now."

"Wait!"

Indignant, Dr. Murakami could only leave those words behind, walk to his desk, pick up the trash can, and go to empty the garbage.

However, no one noticed.

Miyagi Suzuo's gaze suddenly turned cold, devoid of any warmth.

In fact.

The bullying of interns is not limited to the gastroenterology department.
That afternoon, in every department where interns were assigned, everyone was undergoing the initial "internship training," though the degree varied.

Workplace bullying in Japan is like this; almost no company is immune. It has become a culture, a tacit rule. Of course, when these interns gain seniority, they can still use this bullying on new interns to vent their frustrations.

so cycle.

……

"The videotape of the surgery you and Minamino performed has been compiled and should be able to be used for the cover of this year's Tokyo Medical Weekly. I have also arranged for a TV station to interview you, and several media personnel may ask you some questions at that time."

in the corridor.

The vice president of the University of Tokyo Hospital, with his gray hair, was walking with Director Niijima.

"I will answer truthfully when the time comes."

"Try to talk more about the emergency room then, to build up some goodwill with the public. You know, it won't be long before there's a comprehensive public opinion poll conducted by various hospitals..."

"Understood, Dean."

"We must cherish this publicity opportunity that has been delivered to our door, haha."

The vice president let out a hearty laugh that seemed out of character for his age, full of energy, hardly like a man in his fifties.

The two pushed open the door and stepped inside.

"Good morning, Dean." The group lined up in two rows and greeted the Vice Dean.

"Toda, I watched the videotape of the surgery. You really made an appearance this time."

"Ah... thank you for the compliment, Vice Dean, but actually I wasn't much of a help," Toda said, scratching his head sheepishly.

"Don't say that. The success of the surgery is thanks to everyone who participated in discussing the surgical plan."

"The dean is right."

Exchanging pleasantries.

To their surprise,

The vice dean turned his face towards Lin Ze and the other two, a hint of satisfaction in his deep eyes, before turning his hands behind his back.

"Ahem," he coughed lightly twice and said to Miyagi Suzuo, "Little Suzuo has grown up quite a bit. It must have been more than two years since we last met?"

"Uncle Okamura, it's been a long time." Miyagi Suzuo smiled.

The moment she was given that nickname.

Suddenly, the entire department fell silent.

The doctors, including Hucun, stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"My father heard yesterday that I was going to do an internship, so he called me to give you his regards. He said I should definitely visit Uncle Okamura when I have time."

"You're too kind. President Miyagi certainly didn't say that, did he? He probably came to me to get me drunk; that's the real story." Vice President Okamura laughed helplessly.

however.

Director Niijima was not surprised, and simply glanced at the doctors under his command.

The implication is quite clear.

The upper class in Tokyo is a complex web of relationships, and there are some people you clearly can't afford to offend, without even considering who they are...

(End of this chapter)