Then contact a small medical institution to set up a part-time job and handle the extra-salary income through accounts. This is a common method used by many senior doctors to make extra money.
Hospitals usually turn a blind eye to this kind of trick that doesn't cost three hundred taels of silver.
The premise is that you don’t do too much.
For example, they blatantly divert hospital patients to part-time medical institutions.
Or they use hospital personnel and medical equipment to do private work, but the expenses are settled at part-time medical institutions, etc.
Yu Zhiming's part-time job at Ning'an Hospital is similar to this to a certain extent.
However, the strength and level of Ning'an Hospital make it look more like a high-level, mutually beneficial and friendly cooperation, rather than a naked attempt to make money.
However, as far as Yu Zhiming is concerned today, there will be no shortage of projects to make extra money that come to his doorstep, and there is no need for others to solicit contacts for him.
Furthermore, the generous financial conditions given to him by Huashan Hospital prevented him from using the much-criticized small medical institutions to pay his bills.
Also, Yu Zhiming always felt that Nurse Liang had very selfish motives in helping him make money so enthusiastically.
Either to make money, or something else...
Yu Zhiming smiled lightly and said: "Aunt Liang, thank you for your enthusiasm, but I am very busy every day now and have no time or energy to do other things."
Nurse Liang continued to persuade: "Dr. Yu, many doctors in the hospital do this, so there will be no problem."
"With your fame and strength, you can easily earn an extra five to six million a year."
"This is five to six million. Even in Binhai, it will cost you a luxury house in three to five years."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "Nurse Liang, to be honest, the money I make now is enough."
"I'm still young, and I'm just an attending physician. Improving my medical skills and accumulating experience are my top priority."
He reminded him tactfully: "Nurse Liang, please have tea!"
Nurse Liang picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
She put down her tea cup and said, "Dr. Yu, I heard that next year's young doctors will go abroad for further study. Because of the cooperation with Ning'an Hospital, the number of places is likely to be increased to more than twenty."
Yu Zhiming said in Hanhu: "The number of places must have increased, but I don't know the specific amount."
"If your son actively strives for it, the chances should be good."
Nurse Liang said with a bitter look on her face: "I know my son's strength well. He is indeed excellent, but there is still a big gap between him and Dr. Yu, who is as outstanding as you."
"If he had been faced with so many opportunities before, he would have definitely passed the assessment and gotten a spot."
"But now, what I did that night will definitely cause the assessment team to have a lot of prejudice against him. The possibility of getting a place to study abroad through the assessment is very small."
"Unless someone important recommends him."
She begged: "Doctor Yu, you saved my son's life. Can you please help him again?"
"With your influence, Dr. Yu, you can easily get a direct recommendation, right?"
Yu Zhiming's face darkened.
Nurse Liang's request is really excessive. The relationship between the two parties is not that great.
He refused directly and said: "Aunt Liang, I can't help you with this matter."
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but said: "Aunt Liang, you have to believe in your son."
"He is such an old man, and he will definitely have his own plans for how he will take the future."
Nurse Liang, who was rejected, moved her lips, her eyes turned red, and tears were about to flow down.
Gu Qingning, who had been sitting quietly aside, quickly stood up and said: "Aunt Liang, your son is still recovering in the hospital and needs someone to take care of him, so we will no longer keep you."
"We are keeping this fruit. But you must take these two boxes of nutritional supplements back."
Yu Xiangwan also interjected: "Yes, you and your son need this nutrition more than we do..."
Under the "warm" farewell from Gu Qingning and Yu Xiangwan, Nurse Liang reluctantly said goodbye and left.
Yu Xiangwan returned to Yu Zhiming and said, "I admire this mother a little about what happened that night."
"But tonight, I feel a little annoyed."
Gu Qingning gently nodded and said: "I have no sense of propriety, I am asking for too much, and I have nothing to do with it even if I beg for it."
Yu Zhiming sighed softly: "I guess I gained a lot of benefits and convenience by using this method in the past."
"It just becomes a habit..."
At this time, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.
It’s Teacher Qi Yue’s call.
As soon as Yu Zhiming answered the call, Teacher Qi's urgent voice sounded on the phone.
"Zhi Ming, something happened."
"Dr. Weng Yang, a plastic surgeon at the hospital, has a 16-year-old daughter with his ex-wife."
"Not long ago, his daughter sent him an audio message containing last words. Now everyone in the hospital is helping to find Dr. Weng's daughter."
"Zhi Ming, please help listen to this audio and see if you can get some useful clues from it."
"Okay!"
Yu Zhiming responded crisply, got up and went into the bedroom with his cell phone, turned on the hypnotic speaker in the bedroom, and turned the volume up appropriately.
He adjusted his breathing and heartbeat rhythm, and connected his mobile phone to the speaker through the Bluetooth system.
Then, Yu Zhiming clicked on an audio piece sent by Teacher Qi Yue and entered the loop playback mode...
"Dad, I am really happy for you when I see you and Aunt Huang living happily together."
"It's sincere."
"I know you love me."
"After hearing the news that I left this world, having Aunt Huang accompany you will definitely ease your pain a lot..."
Yu Zhiming, who gradually calmed down, tasted the girl's voice carefully and noticed the obvious rhythm.
It’s as if the body is shaking...
Yu Zhiming immerses his body and mind into the sound...
Suddenly, he seemed to have turned into a girl, talking with a mobile phone.
"Dad, don't blame anyone, I'm tired of it..."
Yu Zhiming's hands moved unconsciously, which made him understand the reason for the rhythm of the voice.
The phone clicks back and forth, sometimes getting closer and sometimes further away from the sound source.
What causes the pauses?
Yu Zhiming suddenly heard the sound of a motorcycle speeding past, causing him to subconsciously turn his head and look outside.
This angle of looking outward and downward, the trembling of the phone, and the motorcycle speeding past outside the car...
Yu Zhiming was keenly aware that he was sitting on a bus.
As he thought of this, a moving bus immediately appeared around his body.
And he was sitting in the last row of the bus, with the window beside him half-opened, and the cold wind "blowing" on his face.
Yu Zhiming "looked" ahead and vaguely saw a sparse group of five or six passengers.
There were two people talking, but the sound was too small and there was wind noise, so the content could not be heard clearly...
"Dad, I am really happy for you when I see you and Aunt Huang living happily together..."
Another loop playback begins.
Yu Zhiming, who was completely immersed in the role, made a new discovery. The bus was passing a bus stop without slowing down.
Because there were noisy sounds outside the car, another voice came in, "The car is starting, please pull up the armrests, ahead..."
Yu Zhiming was stunned not to hear the most important station name at the end.
He knows better than to be impatient.
The more anxious you are, the more you will get nothing...
"Dad, I am really happy for you when I see you and Aunt Huang living happily together."
The cycle begins again.
Suddenly, Yu Zhiming, who was completely immersed in the role-playing, caught another sharp woman's shout.
"27, 526 are here, we..."
After listening to the audio twice more, Yu Zhiming found nothing more and dialed Teacher Qi Yue's phone number.
"Teacher, that girl should be riding on a bus. There are only five or six passengers on the bus."
"Passing by the station where buses No. 27 and 526 stop."
Yu Zhiming told Teacher Qi Yue the information he had heard, and he felt a sharp pain coming, as if someone had cut a knife in his head.
He covered his head and left the bedroom.
Gu Qingning and Yu Xiangwan, who were waiting outside, immediately came up to them.
"Lao Wu, what's wrong with you?"
"Why do you look so bad?"
While talking, Gu Qingning and Yu Xiangwan helped Yu Zhiming sit down on the sofa.
Yu Zhiming relieved his headache and said: "It's okay, it's just that I consumed too much for a while. Just calm down for a while."
He took the milk from Gu Qingning and drank it in one gulp.
"The girl took the bus and passed by the bus station where bus No. 27 and No. 526 stopped."
"I only heard so much information and called the teacher to tell it."
Yu Xiangwan massaged Yu Zhiming's temples and said comfortingly: "Lao Wu, you have tried your best."
"The information you heard is already very critical. If they put their minds together, they might make a big discovery."
Gu Qingning looked at Yu Zhiming with great distress, "Zhiming, your face is pale, and your eyebrows were twisted into knots just now."
"Does it hurt?"
Yu Zhiming pretended to be very weak and leaned towards the fourth sister, and said solemnly: "It really hurts, like a knife on the head."
When he told the truth so solemnly, Gu Qingning didn't quite believe it, thinking it only hurt like a needle prick.
Gu Qingning sat on the other side of Yu Zhiming, stretched out her arms to hold him in her arms, and hugged him tightly.
"Let me hurt you well, and it won't hurt anymore."
Needless to say, Yu Zhiming's head really doesn't hurt anymore when he smells the girl's alluring fragrance at such a close distance.
It's just that his body posture is a bit awkward and uncomfortable, but his head is pressed against a rich and soft spot that makes him unwilling to adjust.
Yu Xiangwan stood up.
"Lao Wu, you spent a lot of money just now. I'll prepare some food for you."
After a pause, she said jokingly: "Why don't you go to the bedroom to warm up for a while? Anyway, the soundproofing is very good. No matter how loud the noise is, I can't hear it."
Yu Zhiming sat up straight in embarrassment.
"Sister, I want to eat Sixi meatballs."
Yu Xiangwan glanced at him and said: "It's late at night, what a beautiful thought. Sixi meatballs are so troublesome, so you can eat whatever I do."
Yu Zhiming covered his head again.
"Oops, my head hurts again. If I can't eat Sixi Meatballs, my headache won't go away."
Gu Qingning pursed her lips and smiled: "Sister, let me help you make Sixi meatballs."
Yu Xiangwan said depressedly: "Qing Ning, you should stay here with this guy, lest he does something wrong again."
"I'm going to make Sixi Meatballs."
Gu Qingning giggled and said: "Sister, you are so kind. I have an extra bottle of skin care essence for you to use..."
