Chapter 71: Fateful Path (Part 30)
What a coincidence, she is exactly the Li Luwen I have been desperately searching for.
Li Luwen entered the Barbershop. Is she here for a haircut? I couldn't help but follow her, unsure if she could see me at this moment. If she couldn't, then something must have possessed her, deliberately leading me to understand the intricate details of the City Hospital and those doctors.
The Barbershop was quite impressive; stepping inside took my breath away. The decor was luxurious and grand, with brand new reclining shampoo beds imported from abroad. The hair washers and handsome barbers greeted every customer with smiles.
However, they did not extend the same courtesy to Li Luwen.
"You, getting a wash?"
"Yeah."
"Lie down then!" The Hair Washer had no smile on her face; her voice was harsh and filled with attitude.
"Um, I think I'll pass. Can I just sit while you wash my hair?"
"Ugh, are you old-fashioned or what? This is a new imported shampoo bed. If you don't want to enjoy it, you should go to an old shop for a mom cut instead." The Hair Washer's words dripped with disdain, contempt, mockery, and insulting remarks.
The term "mom cut" used to refer to the hairstyles of married women in earlier years.
The hair washer was also just an employee, dressed in a super short skirt that revealed her fair thighs, her posture alluring. She wore heavy makeup, with half of her eyelids darkened like a crow's. She looked down on Li Luwen, full of scorn. In the end, Li Luwen left the Barbershop unhappily without getting her hair done. She walked a few steps before turning back to glance deeply at the Barbershop, especially at the Hair Washer who swayed as she walked.
I suddenly had a premonition that Li Luwen had developed a hatred for this hair washer.
The hair washer triggered something in my memory; after the recent Fateful Path incident involving Zhang Xian, there had indeed been a case of a hair washer committing suicide by jumping off a building. I followed behind Li Luwen, convinced that if I continued this way, I would surely find the instigator behind it all.
Having failed to get her hair done at one place, Li Luwen selectively chose another Barbershop.
This one was run by an old man; it was quite ordinary with just two chairs and mirrors on either side. The front mirror reflected the front view while the back mirror showed the rear. The old man wasn't very old but rather thin, and since there were no other customers in the shop, it felt particularly desolate.
It wasn't too cold though! The old man was actually using an electric heater.
I sat down and watched Li Luwen getting her hair cut by the old man. For some reason, I felt like the old man could see me. He wasn't looking directly, but rather glancing out of the corner of his eye, discreetly observing. After the old man's meticulous grooming and some useful suggestions, Li Luwen indeed looked much more spirited after her haircut. Then she went to a clothing store to match her outfit with her new hairstyle; this was the real reason she had gone to the first barbershop.
The shape of one's head affects the entire body, and the quality of a Deathly Aura is also greatly related to one's hairstyle.
Li Luwen was one of those who loved beauty. Although she considered herself too ordinary-looking, she believed she could improve in this aspect.
I noticed that after visiting the old man's barbershop, Li Luwen's mood had brightened significantly. She bought some clothes and returned to her rented apartment. After changing into her new outfit, she carefully examined herself in the mirror before finally feeling satisfied and ready to head out.
Where was she preparing to go?
I followed closely behind Li Luwen and soon realized she was heading towards City Hospital. Suddenly, it dawned on me—she was going for a nursing job interview.
In fact, I wasn't wrong; Li Luwen was indeed going to the hospital, but not for an interview—she was going to work.
She was an Intern Doctor.
As a newcomer, Li Luwen was clumsy and often scolded. Sometimes it was because an intern nurse had failed multiple times to get a patient’s IV set up correctly, leading to blame being directed at her; other times, it was due to being bullied by more experienced doctors.
After a mistake with an order, there was a severe reprimand session in the office. Li Luwen hung her head low as her mentor Zhang Xian and other doctors from different departments discussed their upcoming trip.
The travel spots had actually been predetermined long ago; they were for department doctors' assistants who would provide free medical treatment in rural areas, including Li Luwen. Since she was learning medicine under Zhang Xian in Gynecology, she was mostly just running errands and doing menial tasks. The others might not be willing to teach her anything substantial because she seemed like a hapless intern.
When their department organized a trip for voluntary treatment in rural areas, as Zhang Xian's assistant, Li Luwen had no choice but to go. All the heavy lifting and running around fell on her shoulders. She worked quickly and efficiently, taking on tasks that others were reluctant to do.
Thus, several doctors from different departments secretly discussed how strong she seemed despite being somewhat clumsy; she worked tirelessly like an unflagging ox. While this was commendable, they felt that she lacked the finesse needed for clinical practice—skills that required observation and experience were things they believed she wouldn’t be able to grasp.
During the discussion about the trip, someone mentioned Li Luwen.
Coincidentally, at that moment, Li Luwen walked by the door and overheard that she could go too. Excitedly, she rushed over to ask when they would depart and what they needed to bring.
"You want to go on the trip too?" The first person to speak up was her mentor Zhang Xian. She looked at Li Luwen with disdain, scrutinizing her from head to toe. Even if she wore royal robes, she'd still look like a common laborer; no matter how you looked at it, she didn’t seem fit for such an opportunity.
"Li Luwen, if you go on this trip, I won't go either. Don't let your presence affect the quality of our entire team."
"Hey, will Dr. Sun bring any new games to play this time?" Someone completely ignored Li Luwen and shifted the topic to Pharmacist Sun Yue.
Another person chimed in, "You all know about Sun Yue, right? It seems like many years ago, she was reported by some b*tch and then got transferred to the pharmacy." The speaker shot a harsh glance at Li Luwen.
"Sigh, you go check on the rounds. We have important matters to attend to," Zhang Xian tried to dismiss Li Luwen.
Li Luwen stubbornly stood her ground, trembling with anger. The earlier comment from that b*tch was clearly a jab at her. She glared back, her expression filled with grievance, wanting to tell them that Sun Yue was actually a jerk, but the informant wasn’t her.
I saw how wronged Li Luwen looked but felt helpless. I never expected that my impulsive actions would somehow make me a whistleblower from years ago. Just then, Sha Hong arrived. She scanned the room and darkened her face, sternly addressing Li Luwen, "What are you doing standing there? Go do what you’re supposed to as an intern."
Li Luwen covered her face and rushed out of the office. Sha Hong slammed the mini calendar on the desk to the floor and turned to Zhang Xian, saying, "How can you allow her to cry here? If the leaders find out, they’ll think our department doesn’t welcome her."
"I'll go check on her," Zhang Xian said as he left. Soon after, a Male Doctor came upstairs; the first one was Sun Yue, followed by Zhang Youjian. I was worried about Li Luwen and didn’t pay attention to what they were saying as I went to find her.
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