frustrate me to death
After worrying for quite some time, Elena saw her sister-in-law, Sonita, had also arrived.
Immediately, she went up and grabbed Sonita's hand, just as Daniel came out of the ward.
The two women both turned their gaze to Daniel, asking, "How's Mom?"
"We're still checking, don't panic," Daniel patted his wife's shoulder and said soothingly.
But just after saying this, he noticed something was wrong with Sonita.
Following Sonita's frightened gaze, he saw Elena walking towards them.
Why has she come too! Daniel, without a second to spare, urgently placed himself in front of Sonita, and said, "Sister, take your sister-in-law to the ward first!"
His tone felt as if he had just seen a terrifying ghost. Sylvia nodded, about to take her sister-in-law to the ward, when Elena came forward, looking at the three of them.
She curiously asked, "What's wrong, why are you all standing here? Has the doctor seen Mom?"
Upon hearing Elena's voice, Sylvia and Sonita were so scared they couldn't move.
However, Sylvia was slightly better because Elena had just given her money, making her feel that Elena was in a good mood today, and wasn't as scary.
She replied, "The doctor is seeing her right now, they might be done soon."
"Really?" Elena murmured, then turned her eyes to Sonita who was trembling all over, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you, do you need to rest a bit?"
Sonita was rendered speechless.
Elena sighed again in her heart. She knew that the original host didn't have a good relationship with these two people, it could even be said that she had abused them.
Adults are harder to change than children, so she figured she would take her time.
She stepped into the ward, keeping a distance from Sonita, hoping this would make her less frightened.
In the ward, there was only one patient - Sylvia's child.
She approached and checked the child's temperature and other vitals, and let out a sigh of relief.
"The fever has dropped quite a bit, the medicine is working pretty quickly, they must have given an injection, right?"
Sylvia was surprised that Elena could tell just by looking.
She nodded, "Yes, the doctor said my child's fever was too high and that it could be dangerous if it continued."
Hearing their calm conversation, Sonita could hardly breathe.
"Well," Elena withdrew her hand, "after you go home, keep touching your child's forehead and use a damp cloth to wipe him down, especially the forehead and armpits, and don't cover him with too many blankets—"
"Who are you?!" Before she could finish speaking, a nurse walked in.
Seeing Elena imposing like a doctor, she was instantly discontented.
"Stop covering the child with too many blankets, the most important thing for a child now is to keep warm.
If the fever worsens because it's too thin, what then? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense.
You don't know anything, and you're educating us!"
These words immediately cooled Elena's eyes.
She narrowed her eyes and looked at the nurse in front of her, suddenly saying,
"You seem to have just graduated.
You didn't learn much in school, but your temper is bigger than some renowned doctors."
There was a hint of mockery in her words.
Almost instantly, the nurse seemed as if she had been poked in a sore spot and screamed,
"You shut up! Is that how you talk to a doctor?!"
It seems she wanted to hide something with her loud voice.
Upon hearing that it was a doctor, Sylvia immediately became agitated.
The notion that had been instilled in her since childhood was that doctors should not be provoked as they hold one's life in their hands.
Plus, after being bullied by Elena for so many years, her personality had weakened considerably.
She became visibly nervous, taking a few steps backwards, as if trying to distance herself from Elena.
Then she covered the child's quilt on the sick bed and said to the young nurse, " Doctor, I'll follow your instructions.
You're absolutely right.
What is she talking about? Don't worry, I'll definitely cover the child with more things
when I get back!" Elena couldn't help but laugh at the back-and-forth exchange between the two.
"Very interesting," she first lectured the young nurse, "A nurse can also call herself a doctor? With your abilities, I'm afraid you can't even become a doctor in this lifetime!"
"You don't even have basic common sense, I guess you got here through connections, right?
Are people these days so arrogant, not only those who got in through the back door do not humble themselves, but rather teach others relying on their status?
If the child really suffocates and dies in his quilt as you said, can you bear the responsibility?"
Every word was like a knife stabbing at Nurse Gaelly's heart.
Indeed, just as Elena stated, she got into the hospital because of her grandfather's connections.
Her academic performance was average during her school days, the county hospital didn't need her.
Then by pulling some strings, her grandfather got her here.
Although it isn't as grand as the county hospital, the information here is isolated, and the doctors are highly respected.
Ordinary people hear that she's a nurse and almost worship her, her words are gospel. Why is this woman being so difficult?
Even daring to retort when I lied about being a doctor!
After graduation, this is the first time someone dared to talk to her like this.
Gaelly was so angry that her chest heaved violently, her eyes spitting fire.
Suddenly, she started screaming hysterically,
"Get out of my sight!" "Hmph." Elena looked scornfully at the unrepentant nurse.
"Why should I be the one to leave? It should be you who lacks both knowledge and ability yet possesses a nasty attitude, that should leave! I am the public, isn't the health center meant to serve the common people?
What about you, what about you, a nurse that behaves this way, does the health center belong to you?
If that's the case, then I must write a letter and report it to the authorities – questioning if any Tom, Dick, or Harry can become a nurse now!" The word "report" struck fear into Gaelly's heart, draining all color from her face.
Report, isn't that basically the same as whistleblowing? Suppose this woman really does report it, and people come to investigate.
What would she do? What would her grandfather do? Suddenly, she was seized by panic.
Should she really have picked a fight with this woman? Seeing her initial bravado now considerably deflated, Elena gave a small
snort of derision before turning her gaze on Sylvia.
There was such a force in her eyes, an icy calmness coupled with a certain sharpness, more piercing than any look Sylvia had ever seen before.
Somehow, it left her feeling incredibly uneasy.
Even though Elena didn't throw a tantrum today, she made Sylvia feel even more intimidated.
After reprimanding the nurse, now it was this Sylvia's turn.
Elena snapped in a low voice, "Still staring, am I that interesting to look at? Instead of wasting your time gawking at me, you'd better go back and give your child a warm-water bath! Do I need to drag you back by the ear before you move?"
The sudden noise left Sylvia so startled that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.
It seemed wrong to either hold or not to hold the child.
Seeing her still standing aimlessly beside the bed, Elena felt a throbbing pain in her temples from pure irritation.
With the last of her patience, she asked,
"Do you even understand what I've been saying?"
"Um…" Sylvia shrank her neck, "Yes...I understand."
"If you understand, then get going!" Elena was at her wit's end.
Is she really trying to frustrate me to death?