What to do when your first love cries and asks for reconciliation?

Arriving earlier than the notice of appointment as acting dean was the personnel transfer of Su Huai to the Department of Thoracic Surgery.

The chest is full of joy, but the breasts are full of sorrow.

Su Huai was not surprised. Director Jiang had told her as early as last weekend. At most, she felt relieved and relieved.

If you ask who is the happiest about her job transfer, it would of course be Wen Cheng who is also outside the chest.

From now on, she no longer has to go across the hospital to the thyroid and breast department to chat with Su Huai about gossip, and she finally doesn’t have to face that mean Zhang Ziwei alone anymore!!!

Celebrate together!!!

When Su Huai moved his office, several young thoracic surgeons and Wen Cheng were so enthusiastic that they wanted to bring a sedan chair over and carry them along.

Generally speaking, the procedure for transferring departments is very complicated. Even if you are successfully transferred, you will only be treated as an intern at the beginning.

However, Su Huai had a strong background and strong technical skills, so he was able to enjoy a separate office as soon as he arrived, which was no different from the department director's office.

It is hard to believe that there was no arrangement made by Mr. Fang. This was probably the last thing he could do for Su Huai before he left.

The environment in the new office is even better than the one in Jiaru before. In Wencheng's words:

"Oh my god, your office is even more impressive than our director's."

The floor-to-ceiling windows facing the main entrance of the hospital overlook all the buildings in the Yongdong Central District. The treatment of the department director is no more than this.

It still has to be you, Sister Su. Even the dean’s office will be taken over one day.

Wen Cheng was envious and jealous, and of course he also hated her. He wanted to strangle this person who got the advantage but still didn't know how to act nicely.

Su Huai sat down on the office chair nonchalantly, with his hands on the armrests.

"Then your director of thoracic surgery's salary is too poor. Our director Jiang's office is bigger than this."

It's really infuriating. The poor Wen Cheng, like all ordinary doctors, has to work in the same office.

If I could have my own office, I would probably wake up laughing in my dreams.

The reason why Wen Cheng said this was because she forgot one thing. When Su Huai was in Jiaru, he also had a separate office.

It’s just that the floor is lower and the view is not as wide as it is now, so it looks ordinary and unremarkable.

After tidying up the office, the two sat opposite each other.

Wen Cheng asked a question that had been puzzling him for a long time: "You said that Dean Fang had been gone for several days, why hasn't the appointment of the acting dean been made yet?"

Putting down the pen in his hand, Su Huai stared at the computer, not knowing what he was doing, and replied perfunctorily: "Maybe in the next few days."

"Who do you think is most likely to become the new dean?"

Gossip is human nature. Wen Cheng has been curious about this matter for a long time. Not only her, but the entire hospital is curious.

Before, she didn't feel comfortable asking because there were so many people around. Now that Su Huai is the only one left, there is no need to hide it.

As the favorite student of the previous dean, Su Huai said she didn't know the inside story, and even the dogs on the street wouldn't believe her.

"What do you think?" Su Huai didn't even raise his eyes, his voice was very light and expressionless.

Good question, Wen Cheng didn't even think about it before he spat out the name: "Who else could it be? Zhang Ruifang."

Then she supported herself on the table with both hands and leaned forward towards Su Huai who was standing behind the table.

"I heard Zhang Ruifang is planning to move his office." He said this quietly, then immediately raised his voice. "Bah! Shameless bastard! He and that medical company..."

"What's his name? I don't know how much money he gave me. Now the hospital is in such bad shape because of him. How can curing illnesses and saving lives be the same as exchanging benefits?"

Releasing the mouse, Su Huai pinched his brows and casually reminded: "Yuan Feng."

"Yeah, that long-range weapon and that bullshit miracle drug are all just a scam."

Every time Wen Cheng is mentioned, it's like eating firecrackers. There are many poor elderly people in the department who come from remote areas and have no money to pay for the anastomosis devices used in the operation.

Zhang Ruifang also instructed some doctors without medical ethics to keep selling the drug to others, saying that it could reduce the risks of surgery.

Damn it, a doctor with good suturing skills can completely avoid using it.

A stapler costs tens of thousands of dollars. Can every family afford such a sum?

Wen Cheng has been exposed to the ideas of selfless dedication and justice along the way, and he is very disgusted with Zhang Ruifang's unscrupulous approach to making money.

"Okay, okay, it's not up to you or me to decide whether he can become the dean. If he doesn't, that's the best. But if he does, can you stop him?"

Su Huai knew what she was thinking, but some things were beyond his ability to change, so he could only try his best to accept them.

Upon hearing this, Wen Cheng immediately wilted and began to wail and lament the unfairness of fate.

"You said we all graduated from University A, so why are there such huge differences between us?"

"One of my classmates who studied financial management now earns a million dollars a year, and we don't even get half of their annual salary."

Hearing this, Su Huai curled his lips and smiled: "It's good enough to make money, but you are still picky..."

"Doctor Su, this is the schedule the director asked me to give you." The nurse knocked on the door and came in.

Su Huai thanked him and took it, his eyes also falling on the paper.

There is no change in the schedule. She still works on Fridays, and her days off are still Saturdays and Sundays.

I have just taken office and the tasks are not heavy. I still have a lot to learn, so I cannot go to the operating table for the time being.

But it’s also good, I can use my free time to spend more time with Gu Yu, she thought to herself.

The nurse looked left and right, but had no intention of leaving. Her expression made her want to say something but hesitated, as if there was something extremely tangled stuck on her lips, waiting for someone to sort it out.

Wen Cheng volunteered to be the one to make the connection. She smiled brightly and said, "Why aren't you leaving yet? Are you secretly in love with me?"

The nurse rolled her eyes and said, "Who has a crush on you? Don't be so narcissistic, Wencheng. The person I like is Doctor Su."

"Hey, Dr. Su is already married. How about giving you a chance to like me?"

She propped herself up, her expression playful and extremely unreliable.

The nurse pretended to be nauseous and said, "Ugh, you'd better keep it. I can't handle it."

In fact, Wen Cheng has very good facial features, but she doesn't like to dress up. She always has a nonchalant smile on her face, which makes her look funny no matter how you look at her.

It cannot be said that there are no people who like her, but they are not as exaggerated as Su Huai.

After restraining her expression, the nurse got to the point. She looked at Su Huai:

"Um... Doctor Su, I just passed by your wife's ward and saw someone go in."

Su Huai's hand moving the mouse suddenly stopped, and he looked up quickly, his brows raised high, and his face showed alertness.

“Did you see who it was?”

“Yes… yes… it seems to be Gu Yanshu.”

"boom"

She pushed the ergonomic chair behind her away, and it hit the cabinet behind it with a "bang".

When I came to my senses, there was no trace of Su Huai in the office. She just felt like a gust of wind, unpredictable and making it impossible to guess where she would go next.

Wen Cheng was horrified, thinking to himself that it was all over, completely over.

But she didn't follow him. When it came to Su Huai's family affairs, she was just causing trouble.

The nurse lowered her head in silence, her eyes wide open as she asked, "What...what's going on?"

Wen Cheng shook his head, raised his index finger to his lips and made a silent gesture, indicating that he must not tell anyone about this.

She didn't want to hear any more rumors about Su Huai's love life. It's not easy to regain love.

If everything fails because of such a small thing, I won’t even have a place to cry.