In a VIP room of Shengjiang Hospital, Henry Russell was about to remove his IV. As a surgeon, he couldn't stand the smell of the hospital's disinfectant.
He used to tolerate it with the help of a mask, but now he is a patient in a hospital, and the strong smell of disinfectant fills his lungs with each breath.
The days he had endured in the hospital had reached his limit, and he didn't want to stay any longer today.
A nurse who came to change his dressings saw this and rushed to him, saying anxiously, "Dr. Russell, you can't remove the IV yet!"
The nurse had barely touched his arm when Henry Russell, with a look of distaste, shook her off. "Don't touch me! I'm a doctor myself and I know my own condition! I want to be discharged now!"
Even as he spoke, he had already removed his IV. Realizing that she couldn't stop him, the nurse hastily put down her things and blocked the door.