[MTL]How Can I Get Rid of Him[BL]

Ch 38(Extra 13)

"Then doctor, how should I take this medicine?" A middle-aged woman stared at the list the doctor had just written to her, but couldn't recognize a single word.

"One tablet in the morning and evening, after meals." Mo Zi replied.

Next to the middle-aged woman stood a little girl of seven or eight years old. As soon as she heard that she was going to take medicine, she began to hum: "Mom, I don't want to take medicine."

Mo Zi touched the little girl's head and comforted: "It's okay, This medicine is sweet and tastes like sugar."

The little girl looked at her pitifully with her big watery eyes, half-believing: "Really?"

"Really." Mo Zi nodded affirmatively.

"Alright then." The little girl rubbed the corners of her eyes, sniffed, and walked out with her mother satisfied.

Mo Zi looked at the time. It was less than an hour before she got off work, and she could see a few more patients. She stood up with her stomach stretched out, ready to go to the toilet first.

The hospital corridor is very long, and she has to go from the beginning to the end, turn a corner, and walk for a while to get to the toilet. Fortunately, sometimes colleagues will come to help her when they see it, and the family members of the patients in the corridor will consciously give way to her when they see that she has a big belly.

After Mo Zi came out of the toilet, she heard the noise at the door. She washed her hands and stuck her head out to take a look. A doctor in their department was surrounded by several family members in a corner. Those family members were arrogant, swearing dirty words in their mouths, and kept pointing at the doctor's hands.

These family members, Mo Zi, knew that an old man in his 80s had a tumor in his brain. The doctor suggested conservative treatment. The family insisted on the operation. When the doctor gave advice, he didn't listen. Now he's coming back to make trouble?

Seeing that the tense atmosphere was not right, Mo Zi quickly took out her mobile phone and called the dean and another doctor, asking them to come over immediately.

The surrounded doctor tried to explain to no avail. He turned around and wanted to leave, but Wang Mou, a family member of the tall man in the middle, grabbed his hair and pulled it back. Wang Mou muttered words, and scary blue veins burst out on his face. He pulled the doctor's face over and punched him hard.

The doctor was a little dizzy from the beating. He stumbled against the wall, covered his face, and cried out in pain.

At this time, a child's sharp cry sounded, attracting everyone's attention. Mo Zi looked for her reputation and saw that it was the little girl who had just seen her doctor. The child might be waiting for her mother at the door of the toilet. Seeing these people calling the doctor, she was scared to cry.

Another family member with a ferocious face may be afraid that the cry of the little girl will attract others, so he rushed up in two or three steps, slapped the little girl, and whispered: "Shut up!". The little girl was spanked and sat on the ground, crying even louder.

Mo Zi clenched his fists beside him, his teeth rattling with anger, what kind of scum? Even kids beat!

The doctor, who had just been beaten up, wanted to protect the child, but was pulled by Wang Mou and kicked him hard in the abdomen. The doctor curled up in pain, frowning and groaning.

Mo Zi couldn't stand it anymore. The education she received since childhood did not allow her to turn a blind eye at this time. She came out of the toilet, walked in front of the little girl and squatted down, wiped the tears from the little girl's face, and comforted in a low voice, "Don't cry."