Love Healing Manual

Chapter 39 Reprimand
"A medical record of this quality isn't even fit to be used for wiping your butt."

"Trash, go back and rewrite it before handing it in."

"You're not even writing down whether someone has a history of allergies? Are you trying to kill your patients? Are you trying to get other doctors to go to jail with you?"

……

In Section Chief Minamino's office.

The shouts and curses continued, and could be clearly heard even in the corridor.

Those who were scolded all hung their heads, their faces full of shame. Some even turned red in the face. The most intense reaction came from a girl with low tolerance for stress. After being scolded, she ran to the corridor to wipe away her tears. She was the one who forgot to write down whether she had any allergies.

She hadn't cried at first, only her eyes were red, but when she turned to leave, Section Chief Nanye noticed that there were tears glistening in her eyes.

then.

"You still have the nerve to cry?" he sneered.

After saying that, the girl burst into tears like a dam breaking.

In the classroom, teachers wouldn't reprimand you so harshly; at most, they'd just give you a few words of advice if you made a mistake. But when it comes to the supervising teacher, the pressure suddenly increases several levels.

Associate Professor Fujita was alright; he was relatively mild-mannered and didn't criticize the medical records too harshly, even though they were full of errors. He simply sent them back for rewriting.

Lin Ze's group was very lucky; all three members passed, and it was Professor Fujita who gave them the pass, preventing Section Chief Minamino from scolding them relentlessly.

Looking at the people queuing nervously in the corridor, the three in this group felt rather fortunate.

"Luckily I went to see Shimazu-senpai, otherwise I would have been in the same boat," Miyagi Suzuo whispered.

“Yes, Section Chief Minamino’s expression was terrifying. Just looking at me was frightening. I can’t imagine what it would feel like to be yelled at by him,” Chizuru Sano replied.

“Being stricter isn’t always a bad thing. Section Chief Minamino is a very responsible person.”

Unlike others who feared their section chiefs as if they were tigers, Lin Ze wasn't afraid of criticism; he was only afraid that his teachers wouldn't teach him anything substantial—like Professor Hishida.

He had been taken in as an apprentice for over two years, during which time Shimazu Kazune-senpai had been responsible for teaching him things and occasionally giving him pointers, while Professor Hishida had him do most of the work of organizing papers and documents, and dumping all sorts of miscellaneous tasks on him.

Sometimes Lin Ze would think that maybe he was just too inexperienced. Even if a great professor taught him personally, he wouldn't be able to grasp anything. But more than two years passed in a flash, and he still hadn't received the professor's first lesson.

He hoped to learn a great deal from Section Chief Minamino and Professor Fujita.

"Lin Ze-san," Otomo Shoji, who was queuing at the entrance, called out softly, "Come here for a moment."

He lowered his voice and looked very nervous.

"What's wrong?" Lin Ze walked over to his best friend.

"Could you check if this medical record is written correctly? I'm really worried."

"Okay, let me take a look."

Lin Ze took the stack of medical records handed to him by Otomo Shoji, and he looked down and carefully flipped through them.

The white papers were stacked, stapled for revisions, and turned page by page.

It is obvious that the handwriting is somewhat messy.

However, the content is written with appropriate detail and a clear format.

Lin Ze raised an eyebrow.

"Not bad, I read what You Sang wrote this morning, but it's not as good as yours."

"Really?" Otomo Shoji's previously distressed face instantly lit up with joy.

His flushed face brightened, and even the pockmarked acne scars were smoothed out.

"There's no need for me to lie to you; it's really well-written."

Lin Ze was also somewhat surprised. His best friend had always been one of the worst students in the class and was the teacher's main focus, but this time he had performed exceptionally well.

"My all-night effort yesterday was worthwhile," said Shoji Otomo, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"So hard?"

"I can't slack off. This weekend, Onoko almost whipped me with a belt. I revised it so many times under her supervision."

"Did you write it together?"

"Yes, our two houses are very close. Once she catches me, I can't escape."

Seeing the sudden change in Otomo Shoji's expression, Lin Ze could already imagine the scene of him being scolded by the class monitor by the ear.

It seems that what Yamazaki Yu said about Hiramomi Onoko and Shoji being childhood friends is true.

No matter which group the class monitor leads, they will eventually become formidable rivals in the competition for an "S" grade... Lin Ze thought to himself.

"Excuse me, could you move aside?" A nurse suddenly walked over from around the corner of the corridor.

She said to the students who were lining up.

Lin Ze and the others immediately made way for the nurse in white to enter the office.

Everyone looked on with curiosity at the nurse who had suddenly barged in.

"Section Chief Minamino," the nurse knocked on the wide-open wooden door and urged, "The emergency room is calling for a consultation with the heads of all departments. You need to get there as soon as possible."

“Okay,” Minamino Isamu said, immediately standing up and putting down the medical record in his hand. “I’ll go right away.”

The students lined up looked at each other, their eyes revealing a shared sense of surprise and disbelief.

I was already prepared to be scolded.

Next.

Section Chief Nanye swiftly slipped on his white coat, the movement fluid and effortless, a glint of shrewdness gleaming behind his glasses.

Whether it was a misperception or not, the interns suddenly felt that Section Chief Minamino's demeanor had changed abruptly.

"Professor, you can take care of these interns for now."

"Understood, please go quickly." Associate Professor Fujita nodded.

As he spoke, Section Chief Minamino quickly followed the nurse's steps, and the two of them, one in front of the other, passed by the group of interns and entered the corridor.

"what's the situation?"

during this process.

At the doorway, Lin Ze and his companions perked up their ears and overheard the conversation between the two.

"A man was in a car accident, and a piece of steel bar pierced through his chest. The cross-section measured 2.6 x 1.9 cm. He was just taken to the emergency room after being cut by firefighters. Now, Section Chief Dapu wants to discuss a suitable surgical plan..."

Do you have symptoms of pneumothorax or hemothorax?

"A drainage tube has already been inserted."

"Only one patient?"

"The passenger in the front seat was the man's wife, who was pronounced dead at the scene..."

Gradually.

The two people's voices were no longer audible.

Only in the corridor remained Lin Ze and his classmates, who lingered, trying to hear a few more words.

The moment the word "death" was uttered, it suddenly reached the ears of Lin Ze and his classmates, including Da You.

An overwhelming sense of solemnity descended from above.

The students, who had been whispering amongst themselves, fell silent.

Inside the office.

Associate Professor Fujita continued speaking slowly and deliberately, without glancing outside, as if he were already used to such sudden events.

Half an hour later.

Associate Professor Fujita put down the medical record handed to him by the last student, took off his glasses, and habitually took out a glasses cloth to wipe them.

"Everyone must be on time at 2 PM. I'm going to teach you something new."

"Commander, where shall we assemble?" Hiramomi Onoko asked.

"You can do it right outside this office."

"understood."

The group agreed and left the office one after another.

Went downstairs.

They filed out of the hospital through a side entrance.

Some people looked as if they had survived a disaster, their backs soaked with cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)