Chapter 00158: All for the Patient
# All for the Patient
Chapter 158
Novel: Above Destiny
Chapter 158: All for the Patient
"What about me?" Ji Jue blinked innocently, retorting, "You know, as a newcomer, I value the hospital rules more than anything. How could I possibly violate them on purpose?"
Director Qian's smile grew even brighter.
"Then why didn't you report to your superiors before performing the medical procedure? Isn't that against the hospital regulations?"
An uncontrollable chill rose from the soles of Ji Jue's feet, crawling up to the back of his head.
A bone-chilling coldness swallowed his soul.
Behind him, Tong Hua could see it—gigantic mouths, invisible to the naked eye, emerging from the void, slowly enveloping Ji Jue entirely.
Head, neck, hands, legs, internal organs...
They were all eagerly waiting to lick and chew!
"In emergencies, the patient's life comes first," Ji Jue replied without hesitation, his expression serious.
"While I was performing my duties, the patient sought my help. After assessing the situation, I determined that the condition had deteriorated to the point of endangering the patient's life. After explaining the treatment method, I obtained consent from both the patient and their family. The treatment was successfully completed, and the results were satisfactory."
In that instant, Director Qian's smile vanished, replaced by a menacing glare.
"Know your place. You're just a resident doctor. The hospital rules don't allow you to accept patient requests!"
"But they don't forbid it either, do they?" Ji Jue shot back, completely unfazed by the malice pressing down on him.
He stared directly at the distorted face before him.
"Besides, as a doctor, how can I stand by and watch a patient suffer?"
"Is that so?" Director Qian's face was expressionless as he stared at Ji Jue.
Ji Jue nodded firmly.
"Of course it is."
A kind-hearted doctor had provided emergency care to a suffering patient during his rounds, helping her escape her torment.
He had earned the gratitude and admiration of the patient and her husband, as well as the praise of other patients.
He had upheld and defended the duty represented by his white coat.
Wasn't that the case?
With this incident, if I'm not on the front page of this month's hospital newsletter, no one would be convinced, right?!
In that moment, the malice and menace dissipated.
The giant mouths retreated into the shadows, and Director Qian's exaggerated smile returned, filled with approval and delight.
"Just as I expected!" Director Qian patted Ji Jue's shoulder, his expression growing even more 'benevolent.' "It seems you get along well with the patients. You never hesitate when it comes to saving lives. I was right about you—you're the best among this batch of newcomers!"
"Thank you for the praise. It's just my duty."
"What a pity, though. I thought you might make a small mistake. I was even considering whether to help you out... Hehehe..."
As if lamenting, Director Qian's hair writhed like snakes as he looked back at Ji Jue.
"Since this didn't trip you up, I'll leave the next surgery to you."
His smile was radiant, filled with anticipation.
"You won't let me down, will you?"
If this were outside, Ji Jue would have asked, "Are you out of your mind?"
Me? Surgery?
I don't even have a medical license, okay?
But considering this godforsaken hospital doesn't even pay salaries and treats its own staff's lives so carelessly, it's only natural they'd treat patients' lives the same way.
No big deal.
After searching his mind for every possible reason to refuse Director Qian's request and finding none, Ji Jue could only nod.
"What kind of surgery?"
"What else would it be in the obstetrics department? A delivery, of course."
Director Qian gave Ji Jue's shoulder a final pat, kindly advising, "Go back and review the patient's records. You'll be heading to the operating room soon."
With that, he turned and left.
But in the darkness at the end of the corridor, he suddenly looked back, his radiant smile shrouded in shadow.
"If you don't do well and violate the hospital rules, something very bad will happen."
And then he vanished.
Ji Jue, left behind, smirked.
"How bad? A pay cut?"
Tong Hua, who had been thoroughly frightened, couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"More like cutting your lifespan!"
"Then it's settled," Ji Jue declared, pointing at her.
"You'll be my assistant!"
"Why me?" Tong Hua exclaimed in shock.
"What kind of teammate would I be if I let you suffer alone?" Ji Jue retorted matter-of-factly.
"We're close enough—if we're going down, we're going down together!"
"Thanks a lot!" Tong Hua snapped, furious.
"I'm going to tell Sister Wen you're bullying me."
"Go ahead, cry together. I'll even tell her you peeked at me changing clothes and tried to ruin my purity!"
Ji Jue strode ahead confidently, his head held high.
It was decided!
Then, he quickly had Tong Hua speed-read all the files and books, cramming every bit of information related to childbirth into his brain.
Even Ji Jue felt dizzy and overwhelmed.
To be safe, he went through every record and every piece of knowledge and technique in the books, including half a manual on postpartum care for sows.
But he had a feeling most of it wouldn't be useful.
Given the bizarre nature of this hospital in the Time Ruins, he wouldn't be surprised if the patient turned out to be a 200-pound, gender-swapped, burly, dark-skinned rugby player.
Still, it was better to be prepared.
Even so, when Ji Jue saw the 'mother' on the operating table with four or five legs, seven or eight arms, and only a vaguely human head, he couldn't help but marvel at the absurdity and wonder of the Time Ruins.
This design would definitely be the final boss in a horror game.
The kind where you have to trigger a chase scene and run a marathon through a haunted house.
At that moment, the 'mother' on the delivery bed, seeing fresh meat delivered right to her, began to struggle violently.
Her mouth, full of fangs, opened wide, eager to replenish her nutrients.
Unfortunately, chains tightly bound her limbs, body, and neck, leaving her completely immobilized.
Her two pairs of pitch-black eyes, devoid of any whites, stared fixedly at Ji Jue as she continuously screeched.
"Hurry up, everyone's waiting for you," Director Qian, standing by the operating table, said with a cheerful smile.
"Don't keep the mother waiting."
Under the shadowless lights, which shone like spotlights, all the necessary equipment was ready.
But in the shadows beyond the light, it seemed... crowded.
Ten, twenty, or thirty?
Around the operating table, blurry figures had been waiting for a long time, now restless and eager for the surgery to begin.
Their crimson eyes glowed in the darkness, like thirsty stars.
"Who are these people?" Ji Jue asked, turning around.
"Family members here to accompany the mother," Director Qian explained.
"Don't worry, they won't disturb you. You should understand the bond between family and the mother. At such a critical moment, they naturally want to be present."
Present for what?
A feast?
Seeing the blurry figures rubbing their hands and drooling, Ji Jue's eye twitched uncontrollably—if the baby is born, they'll celebrate; if not, they'll feast on the doctor, right?
He subtly kicked Tong Hua, signaling her to stop spacing out, and then confidently stepped up to the operating table.
Raising his right hand, already clad in sterile gloves, he gestured to the side, making sure Tong Hua didn't think he was making a heart shape.
"Prepare the anesthesia. Hand me the tools."
Tong Hua, startled, quickly retracted her half-raised hand and fumbled around before finally finding the syringe filled with anesthetic among the trays.
But Ji Jue mercilessly swatted it away.
"Not that one," he said, pointing to the corner of the operating room.
"Bring me the big one."
In the corner of the operating room, leaning against the wall, was a large hammer.
Its handle was stained with dark red, and the head was covered in rust.
The moment Ji Jue picked it up, he could almost hear the wails of countless unfortunate doctors or patients who had met their end under it.
"Here we go!"
*Thud!*
In the stunned gazes of the family members, the director, and even the assistant, Ji Jue swung the hammer in a wide arc and brought it down squarely on the 'mother's' head.
The entire delivery bed groaned, almost falling apart.
Under the chains, the mother, who had been struggling with her multiple limbs, suddenly stiffened, her body straightening before going limp and silent.
The screeching and wailing ceased.
"Whew..."
Ji Jue whistled, nodding in satisfaction.
Perfectly dazed without brain damage—just the right amount of force!
But then, the mother's eyes snapped open again, now blood-red, and she began to scream once more.
Ji Jue's smile froze for a moment.
This is a bit ungrateful.
In that case, let's add a bit of brain damage!
*Thud!*
In an instant, Ji Jue swung the hammer again, and then again, several times!
With each dull thud, countless limbs spasmed and flailed, like a game of whack-a-mole, creating a spectacular scene.
Only when the mother's ferocious face was completely mangled and no longer made a sound did Ji Jue finally stop.
He tentatively raised the hammer again, and when there was no reaction, he reluctantly put down his 'anesthesia tool.'
I was hoping to play a bit longer.
"If the patient wakes up, remind me. I'll give her another tap. Intraoperative awareness is very dangerous," Ji Jue solemnly instructed Tong Hua, causing her eye to twitch uncontrollably.
Dangerous? Dangerous my foot! Your method of anesthesia is the real danger here!
Thankfully, you have a natural talent for controlling the force.
Otherwise, with the way you're swinging that hammer, the mother's head would've been smashed to bits in the first few strikes!
"Easy peasy, no big deal," Ji Jue reassured her.
"Don't be nervous. What's there to be afraid of? It's just cutting open, taking out, and stitching up, right?"
"I-I'm not nervous!" Tong Hua tried to bluff, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
Then she saw Ji Jue glance back at her.
"No, I wasn't comforting you. I was talking to myself..."
Her vision darkened.
Brother, are you even capable of this?!
But she wasn't bold enough to slap her chest and say, "Step aside, I'll handle it," so she could only fret in silence.
"Alright, stop dawdling. The anesthesia won't last forever," Ji Jue ordered.
"CT, hurry up!"
Tong Hua was even more confused.
CT? Where's the C...
Oh, you mean me?!
Gritting her teeth, Tong Hua glared at him for a long moment before finally extending her hand—on the first day in the Time Ruins, you shot me, teased me, scared me, and now you're making me do a CT!
I'll remember this grudge.
I'll spread your famous quotes eight hundred times!
The Eye of Ether instantly penetrated everything, and the observed scene transformed into data, flooding into Ji Jue's mind.
It was like turning on X-ray vision.
Everything became crystal clear.
But when Ji Jue saw the condition inside the mother's body, he couldn't help but suck in several cold breaths, his eye twitching violently.
What the hell is this? This isn't a delivery!
This is more like defusing a bomb in an armory!
At this point, wouldn't it be better to just call in a bomb disposal expert?
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