Chapter 442 The VVIP Ward (Part Two)


    "You can attend to it if it''s an urgent matter. Leave the ointment with me. I''ll apply it myself." Daisy was


    so observant that she noticed the slight change in Tom''s expression. But she took it wrong and thought


    he had something urgent to attend to.


    "It''s nothing. Remember to apply the ointment. I''ll go in and check on Edward." Tom didn''t tell Daisy


    what he was worried about. He stood beforeforting Daisy with his calm voice. There might be


    something wrong with Edward. Tom sensed the anomaly and decided to go in and check on the


    patient.


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    Daisy''s heart sank when she heard Edward needed to be examined again. She was so worried about


    Edward that she forgot about the ice pack on her hand. Before she realized it, the pain in her face


    reminded her that she had pressed the ice bag too hard. Daisy regained herposure and focused


    on Edward''s condition.


    "Has the patient showed any unusual symptoms? Show me all the data." Tom busied himself the


    moment he stepped into the ICU. He instantly started flipping switches, turning dials and checking


    gauges against the chart, examining Edward.


    "The patient has been in stable condition. There have been no major spikes in his vitals, nothing to


    affect the data." The paramedics handed a stack of ECGs, BP Logs and other medical records to Tom


    before they stepped aside and waited.


    "OK! He''s in good condition. Keep paying close attention to him. If there are no otherplications,


    send him to the VVIP ward at once." Tom looked carefully at Edward''s medical records. Hepared


    the records to the results he just obtained from the exam, and found no major differences. Tom was


    relieved. Now he knew why Edward didn''t wake up as he had expected. Since Edward was seriously


    wounded and lost so much blood, he was undergoing cerebral anoxia, which took him more time than


    usual to recover from. The cerebral anoxia was something that Tom didn''t take into ount.


    "The VVIP ward that no patient has used before?" The medical staff interrupted Tom''s thoughts and


    asked. They asked to make sure they had heard Tom right. The VVIP ward that Tom mentioned held


    such a strict standard to patients that no one had sessfully moved in till now. They didn''t expect that


    Mr. Mu would be the first one to have the honor.


    "Yeah. What? Is there a problem?" Tom raised his head, and sized up his staff from head to toe in a


    provocative way. They didn''t know how to react to the obvious anger in his eyes. This was the first time


    they had worked with a doctor who didn''t y by the rules and acted casually. As the old saying went,


    live and learn. This was the first time that the health professionals learned how arbitrary their director


    was. They still needed time to get ustomed to his style, given that they had been and would be


    surprised by Tom for many years.


    "No problem. We were just wondering when it would be OK to transfer Mr. Mu to the VVIP ward.


    Obviously, we need some forms signed as well, insurance, etc." The staff didn''t dare to reveal their true


    feelings in front of Tom. After the snafu with the blood supply, they learned their lesson. Be prepared,


    and never question Tom''s orders. Even if Tom didn''t threaten their jobs at the moment, he would


    probably go after them afterward someday. That was why the staff needed to work harder than they


    ought to and acted as cautiously as possible.


    Tom raised his hand and checked the time again. He looked at the changing data on the screens of the


    monitoring devices before he said to his subordinates, "If everything goes well, move him in an hour.


    The VVIP ward has all the equipment we need. I''ll run more tests on the patient after he''s transferred


    there."


    "Understood, Doctor." The VVIP ward was called VVIP for a reason. It was a luxurious suite with living


    room and kitchen equipped. The medical equipment in the VVIP ward was more advanced and precise


    than equipment used in normal VIP wards. There were also specific techs hired to inspect and clean


    the equipment every day, which gave the VVIP ward an incredibly high price tag -- not just anyone


    could afford it. That was one of the reasons that no one had moved in before. Thinking about that, the


    paramedics had a feeling that their lead doctor was trying to extort Edward''s money by transferring him


    to the special ward.


    "Pay more attention to the patient. Don''t make any mistakes." After giving his instructions, Tom walked


    out of the ward without looking back. He still remembered the bruise on Daisy''s face that he needed to


    attend to.


    "Tom, is Edward OK?" Daisy asked, worry lining her pretty face. Her fears were relieved after she saw


    the peaceful look on Tom''s face. No trace of the anger he showed moments earlier was visible now.


    "If everything goes well, he can be transferred to the general ward in an hour. Don''t worry." Tom smiled


    to reassure Daisy.


    "Really? Thank you so much!" Daisy clenched her fist and put it on her lips to keep her from shouting


    out of joy. Her eyes became wet. The good news came to her so suddenly that Daisy needed time to


    process it. She almost burst into tears at Tom''s words.


    "Now let me help you with the ointment. There''s no need to thank me. I''ll be grateful if Edward doesn''t


    me me for not protecting you well after he wakes up. I''m sorry that you were hurt in my hospital."


    Tom said to Daisy as he gently applied the ointment to her face. He did it with full attention and as


    gently as he could. He didn''t want Daisy to feel more pain, as the wound was already painful.


    Daisy blushed at Tom''s words. She felt surprised that Tom brought up the wound again. She thought no


    one knew how she got it, but it turned out everyone knew she was pped in the face. Daisy knew Tom


    said the words in jest. He was doing his best to keep her from being embarrassed in front of other


    people. Daisy didn''t know what to say. She just kept her eyes closed and sat still while letting Tom


    apply the ointment to her.


    Time passed slowly. An hour was so long for some people, yet short for others. As Daisy waited for


    Edward to get better, Mark stood aside and studied her. He was standing straight with his uniform on.


    Mark kept staring at Daisy as he felt curious about the wound on her face. ''What happened? The


    colonel was fine just a bit before. What has she done to get a face like that in less than two hours?''


    Mark wondered.


    "Colonel, what''s wrong with your face?" Mark was the kind of person who talked straight. He couldn''t


    hide his curiosity. He found it hard to figure out a possible exnation, so he asked.