Surgery Godfather-Chapter 327 - 0311: Feeling Anxious

Chapter 327: Chapter 0311: Feeling Anxious

Yang Ping ignored her. Arguing with someone like her was just like barking at a mad dog.

Even though the woman positioned herself as being acquainted with Director Kong, in reality, she was a friend of a friend, so the connection was tenuous at best.

“You stop right there! Don’t you dare walk away from me!” she yelled, refusing to be ignored.

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If it wasn’t for the professional relationship required between a doctor and a patient, Song Zimo would have already dealt with her harshly. She was already being ignored, yet she refused to stop pushing.

“You should go get treatment in the U.S., and you better go quickly, don’t delay your treatment. We admit, we aren’t up to your standards, we can’t treat your condition. Is that not enough?” Song Zimo was a force to be reckoned with when provoked, his gaze alone could kill.

He glared at the woman, who did not dare to approach him. She took note of his imposing stature, realizing it would be no easy feat to confront him. Even her son would have a hard time dealing with him.

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Bao Junhao came out, hobbling with the support of his crutch, and seeing his mother’s flustered state, he jabbed his crutch in her defense, “Don’t you dare leave! Have some guts, how dare you treat us like this, I’ll make you pay for this!”

The injury didn’t deter his combative stance; on the contrary, it stoked up the troublemaker in him, just like he used to be on the football field.

Yang Ping paid no mind to their threats and continued to walk faster to put distance between them. He understood that some battles aren’t worth fighting, especially with people like these.

On the other hand, Song Zimo stayed behind to shield Yang Ping, ready to fight should they decide to turn violent. He would do anything to protect Yang Ping — after all, he is skilled in martial arts.

A doctor quickly pressed the elevator button for them. Yang Ping hurried in, followed by Song Zimo. They managed to evade the woman and her son.

“Don’t bother with them, it’s not worth getting angry over such trivial matters.” Song Zimo tried to console Yang Ping.

Yang Ping was rather calm in response: “It’s fine, I have an exam tomorrow, I don’t have time to get upset about this. They can seek treatment wherever they want.”

Yang Ping’s calm demeanor wasn’t an act, years of refining in the system space had molded him into a person of exceptional composure and precision.

“That’s the spirit. Rest well today and do your best in the exam tomorrow.” Song Zimo gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

“Things have been hectic in the department lately, I appreciate your help with Zhang Lin and Little Five.”

“Don’t worry about the department, and don’t pay any mind to those two either. Just focus on your exams.”

The elevator arrived, and they both exited.

Yang Ping received a call from Director Han: “Xiao Yang, I heard about the incident at the Overseas Chinese Building…”

“Director Han, let me explain…” Considering the call was from Director Han, Yang Ping naturally took it seriously. He didn’t want any misunderstandings.

Director Han’s voice boomed, “No need for explanations, leave these petty issues aside and concentrate on your exams, that’s all.”

“So, they really filed a complaint?” Song Zimo overheard the conversation.

Yang Ping hung up the phone, “It’s fine. Old Han told me not to explain, saying I need not concern myself with such nonsense.”

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After all the preparation, the doctoral exam came and went within two days.

As soon as the exam was over, Old Han called to ask how it went.

Yang Ping didn’t feel too good about it, there was a sense of uneasiness: “I didn’t do too well—”

“You are done with your exams, don’t worry about it. We can sit down for a cup of tea and relax. At worst, I can get a reserved exam spot for you next year. This isn’t that big of a deal, it’s only a year’s delay. Nothing more,” Old Han’s voice was as gruff as usual.

Originally, Yang Ping thought if he could score average marks, it would be sufficient, but in the heat of the moment, he worked hard on every question. The examiners probably deducted points ruthily. It felt like he was overdoing it.

Considering, he realized deductions could have been made on his English essay, basic subjects, and professional courses regarding disputed answers. Other than that, he couldn’t think of where else they could have deducted marks. His overall score might be unnaturally high.

A high score made him even more uneasy. Screw it! What’s done is done. Since Old Han likes high scores, Yang Ping thought, let him enjoy it then.

“So, how’d it go? Did you pass?”

The next day when Yang Ping returned to the office, his colleagues were eager to know his results. Zhang Lin and Little Five approached him from either side to ask about it.

Yang Ping waved his hand and kept his silence. The exam was over, and there was no point in talking about it. The less said, the better.

“Did he flunk it?”

Given his expression and reluctance to discuss his results, they concluded he must have flunked it. Considering his day-to-day responsibilities with surgeries and limited time for studying, it was understandable why he flunked. The doctoral exam and clinical work are polar opposites.

Having failed was not the end of the world, there was always next year. They knew better than to rub salt on his wound. They figured let sleeping dogs lie and decided not to bring up the exam.

“Here are the application documents for Takahashi Fumiya and Fujiwara Miyuki. Could you check them? If you approve, just sign here,” said Zhang Lin cautiously.

The transfer documents had arrived from the Medical Education Department the very day. Since Zhang Lin was in charge of the education department, the medical education department sent the documents to him.

Yang Ping carefully reviewed their documents. Takahashi Fumiya had passed Level Four of the Chinese proficiency exam, and Fujiwara Miyuki had passed Level Six. Both candidates had good educational backgrounds and clinical experiences with sincerity reflected in their self-introduction columns.

They both met the department’s criteria for transfers. Therefore, Yang Ping signed “Approved” along with his name.

“The educational aspect of the department is your responsibility. Be strict with the management and treat everyone equally. Ensure every trainee acquires profound learning and doesn’t tarnish our reputation. This task is quite suitable for you.” Yang Ping reminded Zhang Lin.

“I quite like managing people, it’s my area of expertise. You can trust me, I’ll be strict.” Zhang Lin was elated with the additional responsibility. It was right up his alley.

Takahashi… you conceited jerk. Just wait till I make your life miserable. Zhang Lin could barely conceal his resentment against Takahashi.

“I mean I’m good at managing student cohorts; being patient, diligent, and empathetic towards young individuals—” Zhang Lin quickly corrected himself, realizing his phrasing had been too bureaucratic.

“Xiao Yang, come in for a moment!”

Director Han was signaling from the doorway.

He didn’t mention a word about Yang Ping’s doctoral exam, assuming that he had failed, and knowing better than to salt his wounds.

“Set aside your doctoral exam for now, and don’t worry about it too much. The patient who filed a complaint against you is being dealt with. You don’t need to pay any mind to such matters, the hospital won’t let them create havoc. However, they might want to get some information from you for the records, just cooperate and say a few words when the time comes. This patient has some clout, his household is involved in business with assets worth billions, and they think they’re almighty. You were right; we are doctors standing on our feet, not beggars. This family is just trying to stir up trouble after they’ve had their fill. They found connections equal in rank to Dean Xia, pressuring her to make you apologize and give them an explanation. But Dean Xia suggested that they apologize first, she’ll think about it if they do so, but if they expect you to apologize – not a chance!”

Old Han advised Yang Ping not to worry about this trivial issue.

“Don’t worry, Director, I won’t let this bother me. As for the exam…, we’ll see.”

Yang Ping wanted to explain, but thought better of it in the end.

“Leave the exam aside for now, there’s no need to burden yourself with it. There’s always something one is good at. Tomorrow, I’ll get you a reserved exam spot, it’s not a big deal.” Old Han was more open about it than anyone else.

Before the exams, he pushed Yang Ping hard; after the exams, he was the least bothered about it.