Cannon Fodder in an Era Drama — I Survive with Acting-Chapter 198: Sowing Discord

Song Qingya’s voice was steady and unhurried, each word clear and forceful.

"If you have an issue, you can report it through the proper channels."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over Qi Yuanyuan’s flushed face, and her tone softened slightly.

"But let me remind you, this is a hospital."

Qi Yuanyuan’s expression froze.

Just as she was about to retort, someone nearby cut in.

"Doctor Qi has a point, doesn’t she?"

Yang Meiling had sidled over at some point, her eyes glinting with the relish of a spectator.

"Who here doesn’t know how that position ended up in your hands?"

She shook her head lightly.

"Your first day and you’re already acting this tough? Not even letting others speak? What is this if not throwing your weight around? A new broom sweeps clean, but are you starting by sweeping out your own people?"

At these words, the people around them lowered their heads, secretly exchanging glances.

Song Qingya turned and fixed her stare on Yang Meiling, her voice dropping to a low, heavy tone.

"Yang Meiling, this isn’t a fish market where you can stir up trouble as you please."

"You think changing positions lets you escape disciplinary action?"

She took a step forward, her gaze as sharp as a blade.

"You don’t want that job, then? Thinking of quitting on your very first day?"

Yang Meiling’s smile froze on her face as her panicked gaze darted away.

She hadn’t expected Song Qingya to be so merciless.

To threaten her livelihood right in front of so many people.

The crowd of onlookers instantly fell silent, as if the very air had frozen solid.

Many gazes turned toward her, filled with scrutiny, suspicion, and even a trace of pity.

"Man, the new dean is not to be trifled with. So aggressive on her first day, backing someone into a corner with a single sentence and even threatening their job. She really went for the jugular."

Realizing that sticking around would only get her into trouble, Qi Yuanyuan quickly slipped away into the crowd.

Song Qingya didn’t spare another glance for Yang Meiling’s pale face, nor did she pay Qi Yuanyuan any mind.

She reached out, pushed open the door, and took a step inside.

Then, with a swing of her arm, she shut the door with a loud SLAM.

The onlookers seemed to be snapped out of a trance. They scattered in twos and threes, their footsteps hurried, none daring to linger.

The hallway quickly fell quiet, leaving Yang Meiling standing frozen on the spot.

Her face burned, and her palms were slick with cold sweat.

Tears welled in her eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall.

’Song Qingya, I’ll get you for this!’

’Just you wait!’

After a long moment, she finally took a deep breath, trying to suppress the rage churning inside her.

She looked up and suddenly saw Qi Yuanyuan heading for the stairs.

Yang Meiling’s eyes glinted as an idea immediately came to mind.

Without another moment of hesitation, she hurried after her.

"Doctor Qi!"

She called out.

Qi Yuanyuan stopped in her tracks and turned back with a frown, her tone icy.

"What do you want?"

"Doctor Qi, let’s talk."

Yang Meiling forced a smile.

"About what?"

Qi Yuanyuan snapped irritably.

"About Song Qingya."

Yang Meiling took a step closer, lowering her voice.

"She’s so brazen and arrogant. Are you really content to just watch her sit comfortably in the dean’s chair, trampling all over us?"

Qi Yuanyuan didn’t say anything, but her frown deepened.

"I get it."

Yang Meiling’s tone became more sincere.

"You’re obviously not happy about this. In terms of experience, in terms of medical skill, who in this hospital can compare to you? You’ve worked here for so many years, pulled countless all-nighters, saved so many lives... That position should have been yours! But Song Qingya? Didn’t she just get it by relying on the Fei Family’s connections?"

Her words struck a chord with Qi Yuanyuan.

She turned her head, narrowed her eyes, and coldly sized up Yang Meiling.

"What are you trying to do?"

"I think we should work together."

Yang Meiling’s eyes were full of calculation as the corners of her lips curled up.

"Let’s work together to drag her down from that position! Let’s show her that this hospital isn’t a place where she can do whatever she wants."

"Work together?"

Qi Yuanyuan sneered.

"You? Yang Meiling, cut the act. You think I don’t know your type? You normally wouldn’t even give me the time of day, and now you want to work together? You just want to use me as your weapon, don’t you? And once you get what you want, you’ll throw me under the bus to take the fall, right?"

Her intentions laid bare, Yang Meiling didn’t get angry. Instead, a faint smile played on her lips.

She said candidly.

"Yes, that’s right. So what? The point is, we have a common enemy. Song Qingya snatched the position that should have been yours, using your hard work as a stepping stone. Are you telling me you’re not the least bit angry?"

"Think about it, if we get rid of Song Qingya, who else is more qualified to be dean than you, Doctor Qi?"

"When that day comes, the one sitting in the dean’s chair, rightfully and openly, will be you."

"As for me, I just want to let off some steam and enjoy the sight of Song Qingya looking disgraced and dejected."

Qi Yuanyuan lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought.

Of course, she felt it was unfair.

For so many years, she had been diligent and conscientious, climbing step by step from a resident doctor to her current position.

But somehow, that final step was always just out of reach.

’What right did Song Qingya have?’

’Just because she was Mr. Fei’s wife?’

’Just because she had connections?’

’Yang Meiling was untrustworthy, but she wasn’t wrong.’

"So what’s your plan?"

She looked up at Yang Meiling, a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

Yang Meiling’s lips curled into a smile. She leaned close to Qi Yuanyuan’s ear and whispered a few words.

Meanwhile, over at the clinic, Doctor Xiao Yu was organizing medications in front of the medicine cabinet.

Two colleagues stood nearby, leaning against the wall and whispering conspiratorially, exchanging secretive glances.

"Hey, have you heard? The hospital has a new dean!"

a short doctor said.

"Who took over?"

a tall nurse asked with a frown.

"Doctor Song. Mr. Fei’s wife, the one named Song Qingya."

The short doctor added mysteriously.

"Don’t tell me you don’t even know who she is?"

"Really? She’s so young, and she’s already the dean?"

The tall nurse was so shocked she almost cried out.

Doctor Xiao Yu’s hands paused, his ears instantly perking up. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"The official order came down. Dean Yuan retired, and she’s taking over directly."

the short doctor said decisively.

"Tsk. Talk about flying up in the world."

The tall nurse’s tone was laced with envy as she shook her head and sighed.

"Some people have connections and can shoot straight to the top. The rest of us have to kill ourselves working and still wait years for a promotion."

Hearing this, he froze for a moment, and then his face broke out in a wide, ecstatic grin.

’Doctor Song is the new dean?’

’This is wonderful!’

He was cheering internally, on the verge of jumping for joy.

’That kind yet tenacious Doctor Song, the one who comforted me when my first surgery failed... she finally got the position she deserves!’

He quickly put down the medicine bottle and turned to leave.

Ya’er was squatting down, carefully bandaging a child’s wound.

Doctor Xiao Yu walked over and stood by the side, waiting quietly.

Ya’er tied the final knot and patted the child’s back.

"Alright, remember not to get it wet. Come back in two days to have the dressing changed."

After seeing off the parent and child, she saw Doctor Xiao Yu grinning from ear to ear.

"What’s gotten into you?"

She laughed, reaching out to poke his shoulder.

"Win the lottery or something?"

"Doctor Song is the new dean!"