Chapter 797 — Deliberately Smashed?
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"No one's taking care of him?" Guan Xin was taken aback. Was he serious? Could someone really have dropped the ball? It wasn't impossible — with so many patients arriving at the hospital at once, if there were a careless doctor or nurse, some patient really could have been overlooked.
Though Guan Xin thought it far more likely that Wang Shubin was making things up, a life was at stake. Even if she suspected it was false, her duty as a nurse and the family name she represented meant she couldn't simply turn a blind eye.
But wait — hadn't Kang Jingming merely caught a cold? And maybe scraped his hand on a small cut? Neither of those could be life-threatening, could they?
"That's right — would you mind going to take a look? See if you can bandage him up first, and then help get in touch with a doctor?" Wang Shubin nodded earnestly.
"But hasn't he been hospitalized for days now, and just for a cold? What is there for me to bandage? That's not my responsibility either." Guan Xin paused, then her tone shifted, laced with no small amount of sarcasm: "Could it be that the wound on his hand has flared up again?"
"Ah..." It finally dawned on Wang Shubin that in his haste, he'd failed to explain the context. No wonder Guan Xin had no idea what was going on. He scrambled to explain: "It's like this — Young Master's cold has already healed, and the wound on his hand has healed too. He was discharged today..."
"Then what is there to bandage?" Guan Xin was more puzzled than ever.
"After he was discharged, Young Master went to the shantytown district on some business, and happened to run into a developer carrying out a forced demolition there! It ended with him getting crushed and hospitalized — both legs broken, his head split open too. It's truly pitiful! Nurse Guan Xin, would you please go and take a look?" Wang Shubin said in a woebegone voice.
"What?" Guan Xin was struck dumb by Wang Shubin's words. No way. How could it be such a coincidence? Out of the hospital and back in again? Could Kang Jingming have gotten himself hit on purpose?
And who could blame her for thinking so? The first time she had seen Kang Jingming, he had been the picture of health, and then he had caught a cold and been hospitalized. He had come to her for an injection, and when he learned she did not give injections, he had produced a wound for her to bandage. Then, when he heard the wound was too small to need bandaging, he had turned up today with a serious injury.
So Guan Xin could not help but wonder whether Kang Jingming had inflicted all these injuries on purpose just to get close to her. If that was really the case, then in her eyes Kang Jingming was a complete idiot! Chasing a girl by mutilating himself like that — was there something wrong with his brain? He ought to see a neurologist, or a psychiatrist.
"Nurse Guan Xin, in this whole hospital, you're the only person we know. Could I trouble you to go and take a look?" Seeing Guan Xin's astonishment, Wang Shubin hurried on.
"Then let's go take a look." Wang Shubin's account had frightened her. If truly no one was looking after Kang Jingming, then she really ought to help find someone to examine him. They could hardly let him die in the hospital, could they? Though in her heart she rather wished Kang Jingming would die and stop pestering her, right now she represented the hospital, and she could not blacken its name over a personal grudge.