Dr. Jiang's Daily Adversities Chapter 357 – A mutual consent

Chapter 357: A mutual consent

Mo Zhining had gotten out of bed and put on his clothes. But he didn’t realize that he had worn it inside out. It was beyond the capability of a four-year-old kid to have Mo Zhining worn his shirt correctly without the help of an adult.

After that, Mo Zhining had sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for about ten minutes before his father finally got out.

When he discovered something weird about the kiddo, Mo Boyuan paused for two seconds before he had comprehended the situation.

He waved his hand. “Come here, dummy. Can’t you put your clothes on properly?”

Ahem, it can’t be helped. Wasn’t the father to be blamed if a preschooler had worn his shirt wrongly? Mo Zhining thought, and he lowered his head, his self-esteem taking a hit.

Mo Zhining hadn’t got to his feet, and Mo Boyuan walked up to him and removed his clothes. Then, he helped him put it back.

“Uncle Jin will be sending breakfast over soon. Let’s get you washed up. Follow me.”

“Okay.”

At Yun City’s No. 1 Hospital, Doctor Liao had woken up. “Good morning, Dr. Jiang.”

“Good morning.”

Jiang Tingxu had just washed her face with cold water and was much more awake. She looked at her watch and noticed that it was already 7 a.m.

She had her shift with Doctor Liao the night before. The two had even worked together and performed surgery on an acute appendicitis patient. It was during the latter half of their shift, and after that, they had lain down on their desks and fallen asleep. It was at this hour that they’d gotten up from their nap.

Just as she was thinking that she’d be able to go home from work in an hour, she saw the nurse rushing in. “Dr. Jiang, Dr. Liao, a patient’s family is causing a ruckus in the ward.”

“Which patient is it?” Jiang Tingxu was frowning.

“Bed Number 46.”

Bed Number 46—wasn’t that Ni Xiaona?

Jiang Tingxu stood up and was about to head over, but she was stopped by Doctor Liao. “I’ll go over and see what’s going on first. You stay put.”

Doctor Liao wouldn’t want a female doctor to be at the frontline in the middle of a commotion. Yet Jiang Tingxu had understood his intention and let out a smile. “It’s fine. Let’s go.”

…

The ward was surrounded by patients and their families from the neighboring rooms. Seeing the doctors were there, everyone hurriedly made way for them. Someone kindly reminded, “Dr. Jiang, Dr. Liao, you guys have to be careful!”

Hmm?

“The person who’s making a racket inside—there’s much more to it. She’s fierce. Stay alert. She might hurt you.”

Both doctors were grateful for the reminder, yet they’d still have to make it inside to resolve the issue.

“Have you called security?” Doctor Liao asked.

The nurse quickly nodded. “Yes, we’ve also called the police.”

Everyone was relieved upon hearing that.

Doctor Liao turned away from his colleagues and was about to go in with Jiang Tingxu. But before he could grasp the situation, she had strode far away and gone on her own.

“Dr. Jiang!” Doctor Liao yelled, but it was down the drain. She’d already gone inside the room. Doctor Liao had no choice but to follow behind hurriedly.

When Jiang Tingxu was inside the ward, she saw Ni Xiaona and her parents with outrageous looks on their faces. The other two standing across them were a pair of mother and son. The boy was young—he had looked like he was in his twenties. He was good-looking, lean, and tall.

At this instance, the boy’s mother was pointing her finger at Ni Xiaona’s family of three and cursing. “What a disgrace. It was your daughter who had shamelessly seduced my son, and now she’s accusing my son of sexually assaulting her? How absurd do you think this sounds?”

The woman continued. “It was a consensual act. Who would’ve known that your daughter wouldn’t take any birth-control measures after sex?” she added, “also, how are you so sure that the baby belongs to my son—where’s the evidence?”

When the crowding patients and families had heard these words, they began to chatter.

“This girl doesn’t have respect for her own body!”

“How could you put all blame on the girl? It’s clearly the boy’s fault!”