21: Chapter 21 Order!

Sister Su Bei had truly been scared witless just now.

She stood at the entrance of the Department of Neurology's consulting room. Even after the knife-wielding family member was dragged away by security, her ears were still buzzing, her fingers were icy, and her legs felt weak; even her breathing felt sluggish.

It was too sudden.

So sudden that she still hadn't quite recovered her senses.

This patient was indeed one she was following, but at the end of the day, she was just a Standardized Resident Trainee, an intern rotating through the Department of Neurology. Her responsibilities were nothing more than recording medical histories—everything followed her mentor's lead. Real diagnostic and treatment decisions were nowhere near her level.

But just a moment ago, the mentor she was following suddenly asked her to go out and fetch some consultation materials.

She had barely stepped out the door when she was cornered by this patient's family member at the entrance.

The other party was emotional from the start, opening with accusations and getting louder and louder until spittle was practically flying onto her face. A crowd began to gather. She tried to explain a few times, saying she was just a Standardized Resident Trainee and wasn't clear on many things, but the other party had clearly lost their head and wouldn't listen at all.

Then, that cold, glinting knife was pulled out.

Sister Su Bei felt the blood throughout her entire body turn cold.

Her mind went blank, leaving only a sharp ringing in her ears. When Wang Dandan blocked the way in front of her, she didn't even react to what she should be doing; she just stood there, tears falling uncontrollably.

Fortunately,

Su Ye arrived.

Sister Su Bei bit her lip gently, her gaze involuntarily falling on that figure not far away.

Su Ye was currently standing in the middle of the corridor with a calm expression, dispersing the onlookers—both patients and doctors—to either side.

“Everything's fine here, disperse now. Patients go back to your appointments, staff go back to work.”

His voice wasn't loud, yet Su Ye's effortless subdual of that tall, burly family member just now made many people feel that this young man was not to be trifled with.

The crowd that had been packed tight moments ago had now mostly scattered. The few remaining patients who were still peeking around also obediently pulled their heads back under Su Ye's calm gaze.

Sister Su Bei watched this scene with a complex mix of emotions.

She had, of course, noticed that from beginning to end, very few of the surrounding doctors and nurses had truly stepped forward. Some stood in the distance watching, some pretended to be on the phone, and some hid back in their consulting rooms.

To say she wasn't disappointed would be a lie.

But thinking about it after calming down, Su Ye didn't actually think they were in the wrong.

Everyone is just an ordinary person.

The moment a knife is pulled out, who wouldn't be afraid?

If such a conflict isn't handled well, it's not as simple as just getting hurt. Getting injured, or even having one's professional career cut short—everyone has a family, and everyone has to look out for themselves. Honestly, seeking benefit and avoiding harm is just human instinct.

So Su Ye and Sister Su Bei exchanged a glance, neither choosing to condemn anyone.

“Brother Ye.”

Wang Luo had approached at some point, the shock still lingering on his face. He had been stunned when he saw the family member pull the knife from a distance earlier; now that he'd come to his senses, his eyes were full of admiration.

“Those moves of yours were so slick. After that Marathon, I already thought your physical fitness was amazing, but are you some kind of retired Sanda fighter?”

Su Ye turned to look at him, saying nothing but giving him a pointed look.

Wang Luo froze for a second, then understood instantly.

“Understood, understood.” He immediately shut his mouth and turned to give Wang Dandan a look.

Wang Dandan rolled her eyes, but she still joined him at Sister Su Bei's side, flanking her to protect her in the middle.

“Are you okay?” Wang Dandan asked in a low voice.

Sister Su Bei shook her head, though the rims of her eyes were still red.

Wang Luo pulled a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed them over, his voice much softer: “Wipe your eyes, it’s over. Brother Su’s kick just now was incredibly cool; that guy's legs are probably still like jelly.”

Sister Su Bei was coaxed into a smile through her tears and whispered, “Thank you.”

That thank you was meant for Su Ye.

Su Ye simply waved his hand, indicating she shouldn't take it to heart.

Just then,

A woman's voice came from the consulting room door.

“What happened? Sister Su Bei, what's going on?”

Everyone turned around.

A female doctor wearing glasses walked out of the consulting room. She was in her thirties, her hair meticulously tied back, her white coat neat and tidy. Her face carried a hint of confusion, as if she truly had only just learned that something had happened outside.

She glanced at the few security guards who hadn't yet dispersed at the end of the corridor, then looked at Sister Su Bei's red eyes. After learning the 'cause and effect,' she immediately furrowed her brows.

“This is truly detestable. These patients' families really cause trouble without any regard for right or wrong.” She sighed, her tone full of righteous indignation. “Sister Su Bei, are you alright?”

Standing nearby, Wang Dandan nearly ground her teeth to pieces.

Hypocrite.

When Sister Su Bei was cornered outside just now, this teaching mentor hadn't shown the slightest intention of coming out. Now that everything was settled, she comes out to feign concern.

Wang Dandan cursed her a few times in her head, but showed nothing on the surface.

The group knew very well that this was how the adult world worked.

No matter how unpleasant this female doctor was, she was Sister Su Bei's teaching mentor for this month's rotation.

Whether Sister Su Bei could pass her upcoming residency assessment, or even stay at the hospital in the future, depended on this woman. If she truly offended her, the mentor could sabotage her within the department, and there wouldn't even be a place to argue her case.

Sister Su Bei clearly understood this logic as well.

She pursed her lips, forcing down the grievance in her eyes, and said softly, “I'm fine, Teacher.”

The female doctor nodded, her tone softening slightly: “It's good that you're fine. Come back to the consulting room with me; the patients here are still waiting.”

Sister Su Bei stood in place, her fingers curling slightly. After two seconds, she still gave a low response: “Okay.”

She turned to look at Su Ye with a complex expression, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she said nothing. She just gave him a slight nod and followed the female doctor back into the consulting room.

Watching her back, Wang Dandan couldn't help but mutter under her breath, “This is so frustrating.”

Wang Luo also let out a sigh.

The corridor became quiet once again.

Su Ye stood there, watching coldly from beginning to end.

He wasn't angry.

One could even say he was very calm.

He had no time to interfere too much in other people's lives, nor was he interested in rushing forward to uphold some kind of justice. Trainees, mentors, departments, assessments—these things constituted a complete set of order within the hospital.

It looked cold, even somewhat absurd.

But it existed nonetheless.

This was the order.

These were the rules.

Wang Dandan was still stewing in anger nearby while Wang Luo rambled on to comfort her, saying nonsense like “Sister Sister Su Bei is so gentle, she'll surely be rewarded in the future.”

Su Ye looked at the closed door of the neurology consulting room, and a very faint curve suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

However,

How much longer can these rules hold up?