My daily work as a doctor: My treatment value is increasing.

A few days after Dean He was taken away, Director He also suddenly disappeared from the department, it seems that he ultimately failed to sever ties with Dean He.

These messages were like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, quickly creating ripples.

At first, it was just a few doctors whispering among themselves, but then the news spread like wildfire.

Everyone reacts to the news differently.

There were people who followed Director He around, received benefits, and attended various social events.

They were all restless, their eyes filled with apprehension, and they would steal glances at each other from time to time, afraid that they would be implicated.

Over at the nurses' station, several young nurses huddled together, their voices low and filled with disbelief and astonishment.

"Oh my god, I never expected Director He to... But his style is usually quite flamboyant," a round-faced nurse whispered.

"Yeah, what a fine director, why did he have to do all this?" another nurse wearing glasses chimed in casually, shaking her head. "Now look what's happened, everything's gone."

"I heard the amount involved is quite substantial..."

"Shh-"

The discussion was interrupted by a deliberate cough, as head nurse Shen Ping appeared behind them unnoticed.

It's unclear how much the leader actually heard, but the nurses were startled and scattered like birds, returning to their posts to pretend to be busy.

Shen Ping didn't speak; she just stood there for a long time.

Having worked here for over twenty years, rising from a newcomer to head nurse, it's fair to say she knows the department inside and out.

After He Ping took office, as another powerful figure in the department, it was almost impossible for him to completely bypass Shen Ping in his private actions.

Therefore, in order to win her over, He Ping allocated a portion of his profits to her.

At first, Shen Ping hesitated and struggled, but in the end she could not resist the temptation of real money.

Now, that money that once seemed so tempting has become a hot potato.

She recalled Zhao Yunxiao's words that day: "Head Nurse Shen, sometimes being honest and confessing might get you leniency."

What should I do? Should I hand it over and try to get a lighter sentence?

Or should we pretend we know nothing and take a gamble to get away with it?

She thought about how she had worked diligently for so many years and was about to retire, but because of greed, she might ruin her reputation in her later years and even face legal sanctions.

She thought of her family...

She thought about how her nurses might look at her strangely...

Various thoughts collided in her mind, giving her a splitting headache.

Shen Ping was in a state of turmoil. She subconsciously gripped the hem of her nurse's uniform. After a long while, her eyes gradually hardened, and she made a decision.

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

Several senior doctors, who were usually suppressed by Director He, continued to see patients and write medical orders without showing any outward expression, but they were secretly overjoyed.

……

Soon, several official vehicles arrived downstairs at the hospital. The investigators went straight into the proctology department, instantly freezing the atmosphere on the entire floor.

The crowd, who had been whispering and harboring their own thoughts, suddenly fell silent and even moved very quietly.

The hospital's senior leaders accompanied them throughout, their expressions grave. They informed everyone that they needed to speak with each of them individually.

The consultation room was specially prepared and is located next to the doctor's office. Once the door is closed, the soundproofing is excellent.

Each time someone was called in, the people waiting outside felt their hearts tighten a little more; the air was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Lu Renxin and Lin Bo sat at their workstations, calmly typing on their keyboards with indifferent expressions.

They're all students, what's there to be afraid of? At most, they'll eat some boxed lunches and drink some milk tea. That's not enough to warrant arresting them.

Lu Renxin rubbed his fingers together, thinking about the evidence he had collected back then, which had been useless to Ye Ting.

I originally planned to send it to my email after graduation, but this opportunity seems... even better.

If the investigators haven't collected the information, he can fill in the gaps; if they have collected it, giving them a copy won't have much of an impact, so naturally, they should take advantage of his weakness to finish him off.

The students were all relaxed and content, but Wang Jingyao was completely stunned. Ever since he learned that Director He had been taken away, he had been paralyzed at his workstation, his blood frozen.

He was a protégé of Director He.

From choosing He Ping as my mentor during my fifth-year internship to the three years of my residency training, I followed him around like a servant, always trying to please him and do as he pleased.

At the time, Director He personally promised him that as long as he completed the residency training, he would be guaranteed a place in the hospital, and working under him would be a sure thing, with no problem in terms of connections and resources.

Wang Jingyao went to great lengths to please everyone in order to keep this promise.

He Ping usually runs errands to pick up packages, tutors his children for free, and even helps with moving.

I'm just waiting to graduate. With my teacher as my mentor, my future looks bright.

But now, the tree has fallen, and everything has vanished like a bubble.

Wang Jingyao sat there with his head down, his face pale. He was lost in his own world and couldn't hear anything.

Dean He and Director He have been dismissed from their posts, implicated in numerous scandals. They are both in dire straits themselves, so how could they possibly have time to care about their student?

The hospital interview is in three days. Right now, the hospital will definitely conduct a thorough investigation, and as a close associate, he will definitely be the hospital's main target.

It's all gone, all gone. All my previous plans and expectations have been wasted.

He was filled with resentment, unwilling to accept that he had placed the wrong bet, and he couldn't help but blame He Ping. Couldn't the incident have happened a few days later? He could have waited until He Ping came in before he got out!

Having followed He Ping for so long, Wang Jingyao knew several teachers who had a good relationship with He Ping.

He wanted to find out if there was any room for negotiation, but the people who used to greet him kindly when they met now had changed their expressions.

Some gave vague answers, laughed it off, and didn't take his words seriously, afraid of getting into trouble.

Some shook their heads directly, their attitude indifferent, telling him bluntly that it was impossible.

Some well-meaning people advised him that the entire hospital is conducting a thorough investigation, and anyone even remotely connected to He Ping will be flagged.

……

After running around for nothing, Wang Jingyao stood in the corridor, his hands and feet ice-cold. All his last bit of hope and glimmer of expectation had been shattered.

He finally came to his senses: when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when teachers are successful, they can benefit from connections, but when things go wrong, they have to bear the consequences of being implicated.

Wang Jingyao walked back to his department dejectedly, his head hanging low, no longer displaying the spirited confidence and self-assurance he once had.

Pushing open the door, I immediately saw everyone else sitting quietly, carrying out their work in an orderly manner.

He joined the department at the same time as Lu Renxin and Lin Bo and underwent standardized residency training together.

He used to look down on these two people from the bottom of his heart, always thinking they were too rigid and dull, and didn't understand human relationships at all.

What's the point of just working diligently and honestly? It's better to curry favor with his mentor, otherwise he's destined to go nowhere and never get ahead.

Now that fortunes have turned, they have nothing to fear or worry about; it is he who is worried.