Love Healing Manual

Chapter 96 Aggression

In the department.

In the morning, everyone was busy with their own tasks. When patients came for examinations, they would perform the examinations themselves. When there were no patients, they would also have to process and summarize the medical records.

The surgery department has sent over the hospital observation data for some patients, asking the gastroenterology department to assess whether their preoperative physical condition meets the criteria for surgery.

Busy times are often very quiet.

The only sounds were the clicking of keyboards and mice, with people occasionally going to get a glass of water before returning to their seats to get back to work.

but.

The silence was soon broken.

It was just over two hours into the morning, around 10:00 AM.

Director Shinjima pushed open the office door, holding a document in his hand.

"Horikawa," he adjusted his glasses and handed over the document, "deliver this document to the First Surgery Department before this afternoon."

"Okay, I understand, Director." Horikawa stood up from his chair and took the document.

“Hucun,” the director continued, “leave the morning’s work to others, you come with me to the meeting.”

"Meeting?"

Tomura Masatsu was taken aback for a moment, then quickly understood what he was about to do. He put down his work and pushed back his chair.

The people in the department were used to this scene and were not surprised.

Because Tomura was the chief assistant, he spent far more time with Chief Niijima than anyone else, essentially becoming his protégé and being treated as the next head of the department. Furthermore, Tomura was indeed diligent and talented, a fact that even the previously arrogant Murakami had to acknowledge.

Although Lin Ze and his team were newcomers, they gradually came to understand the specific dynamics of the department over time.

Do we still need to bring paper and pen?

“No need,” Director Niijima said, but he didn’t take a step immediately. He hesitated for a moment, then called out, “Lin Ze, why don’t you come along too?”

"Me?" Lin Ze was taken aback.

"Let's go and broaden our horizons together."

"Ok."

Although Lin Ze didn't know what he was going to do, judging from the surprised looks he received from the other two doctors in the department, it must be something good.

He got up and followed them out.

The department door clicked shut.

"Oh dear, Miyagi took leave, so now there are only the three of us left in the department. It's really depressing..." Horikawa Yuzu said, slumped over the table.

"..." Dr. Kikuchi remained silent, only keeping his head down and doing his own thing.

"Them? What did they go with the director to do?" Sano Chizuru's eyes were full of confusion.

"It's highly likely that she went on a joint consultation with the head doctor."

"Joint consultation? That sounds very advanced; I think I've learned something similar in textbooks."

“Of course,” Horikawa Yuzu turned to Chizuru and said, “Generally, surgeries involving multiple departments usually involve a joint consultation initiated by the main department, with 3 to 4 departments discussing the surgical plan together. It’s always an eye-opening experience, and interns usually don’t go along.”

"Does only someone like Dr. Tomura qualify?"

"Yes, Director Niijima sent Lin Ze there probably because he wanted him to learn some real skills."

"Then it seems they really value him highly."

Upon hearing this, Sano couldn't help but feel a little envious.

the other side.

Director Shinjima walked through the corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant, explaining the situation to the two students behind him as he went.

"The joint consultation was initiated by Chief Physician Minamino of the Department of Thoracic Surgery. His patient has been diagnosed with a tumor in the upper and middle esophagus. We need to evaluate the endoscopic diagnosis and preoperative preparation. My initial judgment is that it is a stromal tumor, but it has already invaded the submucosa of the esophagus. Now we need to check the degree of esophageal stricture."

"Did it invade any organs inside the chest cavity?" Tomura asked, puzzled.

"It's uncertain at the moment; we'll only know once we get there and see the footage."

Upon hearing this, Hucun nodded.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly noticed Lin Ze beside him, and his expression shifted slightly.

In the past, Director Niijima would only bring him alone for joint consultations, which was a special privilege. Now, Lin Ze also enjoyed such an honor—joint consultations were not something interns could participate in, so Tomura was naturally not so comfortable about it.

However, he wouldn't be so narrow-minded as to be jealous of a junior.

After all, Lin Ze was just an intern. Even if he wanted to become the first assistant, it would take him five or six years. By then, he would already be the head of the department.

Department heads in their thirties or forties can be considered young and promising.

"Ahem," Hucun coughed a few times, lowered his voice, and pulled Lin Ze over to give him a senior's advice: "When we get to the thoracic surgery room, don't say anything out of line. Just stay on the side and watch quietly."

"Understood." Lin Ze nodded.

……

Not a moment later.

The three of them then arrived at the building where the thoracic surgery department was located.

Push the door open and enter.

In the brightly lit department, dozens of doctors were already gathered around, each finding a place to sit or stand, all dressed neatly in white coats, though of different ranks.

Thoracic surgery, radiology, anesthesiology, and finally, the gastroenterology department arrived late.

"Hello, Director Shinjima."

The doctors bowed respectfully, fulfilling their duty as juniors.

"Alright, the gastroenterology department has arrived. Let's officially begin the joint consultation. Pull out a chair for Director Niijima."

Standing in front of the whiteboard displaying the images, a familiar voice came from behind him, and Lin Ze couldn't help but look over.

He immediately spotted the serious face; it was Section Chief Minamino.

Director Niijima walked over and sat down on a chair that someone had pulled over. Tomura and Hayashi could only stand behind him. At first, Section Chief Minamino did not notice Hayashi's presence.

A moment later, he looked up and saw Lin Ze, and was slightly taken aback. But he quickly looked away.

Continue to oversee joint consultations.

In such a large department, Lin Ze was probably the only one wearing a conspicuous green name tag, the only intern present.

But Lin Ze was not intimidated by this. Instead, he devoted himself to it wholeheartedly, listening to Section Chief Nan Ye's words and cherishing this hard-won learning opportunity.

……

"Next stop, Tokyo Electric Machinery Industry Street, please take note."

"Next stop, Tokyo Electric Machinery Industry Street, please take note."

Inside the tram, an announcement played, informing passengers of the upcoming next stop.

Kitagawa Ayane got up from her seat and gave it to the aunt next to her, while she grabbed the handrail and stood at the exit.

As the tram swayed slowly as it moved, Ayane Kitagawa's body moved back and forth with it.

It was already afternoon.

Long-awaited.

She was finally going to collect her salary, and naturally, she couldn't hide her excitement.

Within minutes, the vehicle began to slow down.

With a "ding-dong," she pressed the exit bell next to the door and hurriedly got off the tram after it came to a complete stop.

Kitagawa Ayane walked with rather light steps, carrying her schoolbag, leaving the public station and walking on the street.

Just two blocks from the bus stop is "Pure Moe Dimension Cafe," where she works. It's not far, and you can walk there quickly.

I had already spoken to the store manager by phone.

She'll receive all her wages from the previous two weeks today, marking the end of her days as a waitress. From now on, she'll have to earn money through her brains.

Not a moment later.

Kitagawa Ayane arrived at her destination. She took the elevator to the fourth floor, and after turning around a few times in the corridor, she stood at the entrance of the maid shop, which was bathed in soft light.

The familiar aroma of slightly bitter coffee wafted through the air, and a sign reading "Popular Maid" hung behind the door.

Her photo is even on the sign, but it occupies the most remote position in the group photo.

The glass door automatically opens in front of you, sensing your presence.

However, to Kitagawa Ayane's slight surprise, the maid café, which usually had fairly good business, was almost deserted at the entrance today, and it was even more silent after she went inside.

Even on weekdays, this has never happened before.

She looked towards the front desk, but there was no one there either.

Could it be?

Is the maid cafe closed today?
Even when you're on vacation, you'll still get a notification.

The store manager clearly told her that she could just come directly, but Kitagawa Ayane frowned, somewhat puzzled by the scene before her. She took out her phone from her pocket, hesitating whether to make a call and ask.

but.

Suddenly, a clear and melodious female voice entered her ears.

This made Ayane Kitagawa stop taking out her phone.

Under the warm and soft lighting, a tall girl walked out from the deepest part of the store.

The voices echoed throughout the coffee shop.

"Earning 2200 yen per hour, working more than 20 hours a week, taking time out on weekends to tutor, and even working as a telephone customer service representative for two months, I have to say that my senior is an admirable woman."

She paused, raised her delicate and haughty face, and the "tap-tap" of her little leather shoes was particularly clear until the sound stopped.

Suzuo Miyagi stood facing Ayane Kitagawa.

"Even if it's just being a maid, dressed in outlandish clothes, earning an hourly wage for service work, and pleasing those boring customers, it sounds like a disgusting job... But my senior can stick to it, which is an 'advantage' that ordinary girls can't match."

Listen to her.

Kitagawa Ayane's expression gradually softened; she lowered her eyes and stood motionless.

The girl was truly dazzling. She was wearing an expensive dress that looked very expensive at first glance. Thick black stockings encased her straight legs, and a limited-edition coat gave her a cool and aloof air.

It perfectly matches Tokyo's autumn.

However, Kitagawa Ayane's silence did not stop the girl's sarcasm. Instead, she walked to the front desk, took out a wad of banknotes, and placed them on it.

“All your wages are here, senior,” she said softly, a bright smile spreading across her face. “The shop manager has asked me to help you with something.”

just now.

Kitagawa Ayane, however, knew why the shop was empty.

She didn't reach for her own money; she just stood there, turning her head to look at the other person with some curiosity.

Women are far too sensitive to the perception of enemies.

From the first glance outside the classroom, she knew that the other person disliked her, and as for the reason, Kitagawa Ayane could guess a little.

"Oh my, Lin Ze, do you know you work at a maid café? I've seen some old photos of you, and you look really cute in that outfit... With your pitiful appearance, you can definitely deceive men's hearts." Miyagi Suzuo rested her chin on her hand, her eyes unusually narrow.

"You think so?" she asked, feigning ignorance.

An eerie silence fell over the room.

Kitagawa Ayane suddenly turned her head and looked at her very seriously, saying, "Whether it is or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Just one sentence.

Ayane made the smile on Miyagi Suzuo's face disappear, and she narrowed her eyes.

A cute and innocent appearance is always a lie. Women understand women best, and Suzuo never thought that Ayane-senpai was a silly and cute person.

However, it was very aggressive right from the start.

(End of this chapter)