Yunheng left Michelin's residence, returned to his room, and entered the study room, where he would read and study as usual, or go into the simulation space to practice.

Before the establishment of the emergency department and internal medicine department, Yunheng had almost used up the hundreds of hours rewarded by the panel. Now the battery life of the simulation space is less than fifty hours.

Name: Yunheng

Gender: Male

Age:28

Job Title: Junior

Traditional Chinese Medicine Internal Medicine:5(6%)

Acupuncture and massage: 3 (67%)

Orthopedic reduction: 3 (71%

Surgery:3(45%)

More than 600 hours, plus the nearly 700 hours earned by Tian Zengming's return visit and Yunheng's consultation during this period, there are less than fifty left. With so much time, Yunheng's various levels have still improved.

It's quite big, but only Chinese Medicine and Internal Medicine has reached Level 5, and the other three have not yet reached Level 4.

As the level increases, the further you go, the more difficult and time-consuming it becomes to improve.

Yun Heng is a very pragmatic person. He knows one truth very well. No matter how much time is saved, it is empty. Only by converting the endurance time of the simulation space into one's own strength can it be real. Only by continuously improving one's own level

, it is possible to earn more battery life, just like learning.

Only by enriching yourself, improving yourself, and improving your abilities and status can you truly feel relaxed.

Freedom is based on self-discipline.

Yunheng is a self-disciplined person. The habits he has developed since he was a child allow Yunheng to easily adapt to this kind of life.

"Yunheng, what happened to Mr. Mi?"

Xu Bo sat next to Yun Heng and asked.

"You can go and ask yourself."

Yun Heng glanced at Xu Bo and continued to read the book in his hand.

"I......"

Xu Bo curled his lips. People tended to ignore his questions.

As a rich second generation man with tens of millions of assets waiting to be inherited, Xu Bo was considered a poor man in front of Michelle.

"Yunheng, please tell me about this medical record."

Xu Bo leaned next to Yun Heng and humbly asked for advice.

"What, modified?" Yun Heng was a little surprised.

"I discovered that for people like me, when money doesn't work, I instantly become useless. I still have to learn something, and I can't just be a rich person."

Xu Bosha has his own way of doing things.

Yun Heng: "..."

He felt that Xu Bo was actually showing off, but he had no evidence.

God, when money cannot play a role, it becomes useless.

"I think you still don't have enough money." Yun Heng thought for a while and said.

Xu Bo: "..."

Let me go, do you want to be so worried?

However, how come this statement makes so much sense?

Compared with Michelin, Xu Bo's money is indeed not enough.

"Come on, I'll tell you."

Regardless of the reason why Xu Bo suddenly became popular, Yun Heng was willing to tell Xu Bo about it.

For several days, Yunheng did not see Michelin again.

Of course, Yunheng didn't see Michelin often, but when the two of them lived in the same community, they would meet by chance once or twice every now and then. But this time, Yunheng didn't meet Michelin again for a week.

Considering that she had finished taking the medicine she had prescribed for Michelin, Yunheng asked Tian Zengming to call her for a return visit.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao!"

After hanging up the phone, Michelin's face was full of excitement.

"What's wrong?"

Xiaoxiao was very puzzled. Mr. Mi had been keeping a straight face and not very happy these past few days. Why did he seem to have eaten a bee today?

"Doctor Yun called me."

Mi Shilin happily said to Xiaoxiao.

"Really?"

Xiaoxiao was also a little surprised that Dr. Yun, with his temperament, actually took the initiative to call Mr. Mi?

"Well, just now Dr. Tian from West Asia Community Hospital called me to inquire about my situation. It must have been Dr. Yun who ordered me."

Michelle nodded and said happily: "Doctor Yun still has me in his heart."

Xiaoxiao: "..."

...

Beiyang District Hospital.

Yang Kaibin looked at the director of the Human Resources Department in front of him with a gloomy expression.

"You said that Qin Dajiang and several doctors from the original Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine have submitted their resignation reports to you?"

"Yes."

The director of the Human Resources Department nodded: "At first, I thought it was just one or two people, and I didn't care about it for the time being. Unexpectedly, I received four resignation letters one after another. I felt strange. After checking, it turned out that they were all from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Isn’t Qin Dajiang the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?”

Hospitals generally have strict personnel management.

Hospitals are all short of staff. Although hospitals are harsh on junior doctors, hospitals generally do not approve doctors' resignation easily. At the very least, it is very difficult to resign through normal procedures.

It's not easy to recruit someone. You've managed to take someone with you for so long. How could you let him go so easily?

Therefore, when the Human Resources Department first received Tian Zengming's resignation letter, they were reluctant to agree to it. Who would have thought that they would receive several more letters one after another.

The director of the Human Resources Department actually didn't know where Qin Dajiang's group of people had gone. After finding out, he found out that these people were all from the hospital's Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, and Qin Dajiang was the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department.

After learning about it, the director of the human resources department was shocked.

Is this a collective defection of the entire department?

Although the traditional Chinese medicine department of the hospital was only established last year and there were not many people, it was the first time that all the doctors in the department resigned collectively. Therefore, the director of the personnel department did not dare to neglect and hurriedly came to Yang Kaibin to understand the situation.

"Dean, where did you ask the people from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to go?" the director of the Human Resources Department asked cautiously.

It seems that Qin Dajiang and others are no longer in the hospital. I heard they went somewhere, it seems to be a community hospital, but the director of the Human Resources Department is not sure.

Of course he didn't believe it either.

Went to a community hospital and never came back?

What a joke.

Even if they all go to Xihua Hospital, it is impossible that none of them will come back. How can they all be favored by Xihua Hospital with just a few goods?

"Okay, let's hold it down for now, then go get to work."

Yang Kaibin waited for a while before he suppressed his anger and said to the director of the Human Resources Department.

"Then Dean, I will go and get busy first."

The director of the personnel department nodded.

After the director of the human resources department left, Yang Kaibin first called Qin Dajiang, but no one answered.

Called again, still no one answered.

At West Asia Community Hospital, Qin Dajiang was sitting in the consulting room, looking at the call from Yang Kaibin, not that he didn't want to answer it, but that he didn't dare to answer it.

After all, after working in the district hospital for so long, Qin Dajiang was still quite afraid of Yang Kaibin. What did he say when he answered the phone?

Yang Kaibin called several times, but still no one answered. Yang Kaibin was so angry that he almost dropped his phone.

After calming down for a while, Yang Kaibin called Qi Yaping, and the call was answered very quickly this time.

"Dean Yang."

Qi Yaping was rarely at the community hospital today and received a very polite call from Yang Kaibin.

"Director Qi, what do you mean?"
To be continued...