Each Chinese person, more or less, has one kind of resource: connections. We are no exception. You cannot deny or explain the importance, convenience, and utilitarianism of connections in our lives and work. My wife and I are ordinary people, even could be called commoners. In order to make ourselves feel more confident and secure, with the help of a well-meaning friend, we found a connection, the director of the obstetrics department at a hospital. It was because of this connection that we came to know many surprises.
When we entered the doctor's office, the director had just returned from rounds. After we directly stated who introduced us and which doctor was currently in charge of our case, the director thought for a moment, very confused and at a loss, and asked a question that left my wife and I completely baffled.
Who is Doctor So-and-so? How do I not know about them? Is there such a person in our department?
Is this some kind of joke? Can something like this really happen? After waiting for hours, did we end up with an imposter? What's even stranger is that this imposter clearly signed in at the nurse's station of this hospital and department to take charge of my wife, yet the director of this hospital and department doesn't even know about such a heroic subordinate!
Truly, legends old and new happen every year, and today adds a new chapter!
Looking at my wife's stunned expression and the deep fear in her eyes, I knew what I had to do next. That was to slowly explode in anger.
People have many abilities, courage, and boldness that lie buried in everyday life. When you encounter awkward situations, difficulties, desperate straits, or need to go all-in, you will find yourself unconsciously bringing out these most primitive and great human virtues to their fullest extent. I am such an example.
I let my wife sit in the doctor's office while I quickly went to the nurse's station to check the name of the doctor in charge of her case. I said each word deliberately to the busy nurse filling out forms: Please look up the name of the doctor treating patient number seventy. Perhaps after extreme anger, one emits an invisible intimidation. Seeing that I seemed to mean business, the young nurse quickly stopped her work to help me check.
The result of the inquiry once again proved that my memory hasn't declined. There really is a doctor in this department that the director doesn't know about.
When I brought this result back to the doctor's office, the director personally verified it with all the medical staff present, and the result was that there really was such a person, but this person wasn't actually from this hospital or department; they were here on training from another place. This was already enough to surprise me, but when the director told me that trainee doctors don't even have the qualifications to perform surgery alone, I was even more surprised, and mixed in with that surprise was a mockery that couldn't be put into words: we willingly placed ourselves as prime fish meat right onto the doctor's chopping block, and the problem was that the doctor didn't even have the authority to wield the knife!
Absolutely astonished to the point of speechlessness, but even so astonished, I still had to first find the board that was equipped with the knife!