At nearly 7:30 in the evening, Bao Wan dragged his tired body into a small restaurant near the hospital that is famous for its casserole dishes.
At a glance, she saw a plain-looking thirty-year-old man with a flat head sitting alone at a dining table for four in the corner of the lobby.
Bao Wan had a smile on his face and sat down opposite the man.
"Senior Brother Wen, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting."
Bao Wan greeted him and asked excitedly: "Brother Wen, are you here to sign a contract in Binhai this time?"
"Will we be able to work in the same hospital after this Spring Festival?"
The crew-cut man picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Bao Wan, and said slowly: "I did come to Binhai to sign a contract."
"It's just that I signed a work agreement with Binhai First People's Hospital."
"Not Huashan Hospital."
Bao Wan was stunned for a moment.
The crew-cut man then introduced: "The signing conditions provided by the first hospital in the city are more sincere."
"We have been established and joined in the youth talent training plan."
"Unlike Huashan Hospital, you have to work for one year and pass the assessment before you are assigned a staff position."
Bao Wan slowly turned the slightly hot tea cup, and said with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Wen, congratulations to you."
"City No. 1 Hospital is one of the four major Binhai hospitals as famous as Huashan Hospital, and its strength is not weak at all."
The crew-cut man chuckled and said: "Speaking of which, I made up my mind to come to Binhai to make a living, and it was also inspired by you."
He pushed the menu towards Bao Wan, "Just order whatever you want to eat, and we'll chat while we eat."
Bao Wan didn't look at the menu and casually ordered a casserole of pig's feet and a casserole of fish balls.
The crew-cut man ordered braised mutton and assorted vegetarian casserole.
After ordering the food, the crew-cut man refilled Bao Wan's tea and said softly: "From resident physician to attending physician, it is the first critical step for our doctors."
"This step determines our medical practice field and is also the beginning of our true integration and roots in the hospital."
"Bao Wan, you are considered a foreigner in Huashan..."
Bao Wan interrupted and said: "Brother Wen, I am very lucky to have met Dr. Yu Zhiming. He helped me connect and contacted Dr. Wang, the chief physician of the general surgery department."
"Dr. Wang treats me very well and teaches me like a student."
The crew-cut man nodded slightly and said, "You are indeed lucky. You have a chief physician to protect you, so you will have no problem getting a foothold in the hospital."
"I wonder if Yu Zhiming has gained his current fame because of Director Qi's appreciation and recommendation."
When Bao Wan heard what he said, he knew why he gave up Huashan and went to City No. 1 Hospital.
This is a person who is quite proud at heart, or in other words, thinks very highly of himself.
He probably believed in his heart that he could achieve similar results if he received similar training from the hospital's resources as Dr. Yu.
This may be a common problem among very outstanding people. They are conceited and exalt themselves while looking down on others.
To be honest, Bao Wan also recognized the excellence of Senior Brother Wen.
But his excellence is what Bao Wan uses himself as a frame of reference to compare.
As for comparing with Dr. Yu, there is no comparison. They are not in the same world at all.
Bao Wan sighed secretly and changed the subject: "There is a doctor Qiu Yi from Huashan in the First Hospital of the city..."
The crew-cut man chuckled and said, "I know you! It was Secretary Qiu who invited me to join City No. 1."
"Secretary Qiu also told me that Huashan Hospital used the whole hospital's efforts to cultivate Yu Zhiming and make him a star."
"This results in other outstanding young doctors not receiving enough attention and training resources."
These words made Bao Wan frown.
This Qiu Yi is telling lies.
Although Dr. Yu is regarded as a national treasure giant panda in Huashan Hospital, everyone loves him.
But the benefits and benefits he brings to the hospital are also real.
First of all, in the past six months, Huashan Hospital’s reputation across the country has increased dramatically.
Secondly, the hospital's financial budget allocation for the next year has increased significantly, with an increase of more than ten points.
Also, there are rumors that the donation received by the hospital from enterprises, institutions and individuals will reach a record high.
Regarding the training of young doctors, Bao Wan has never heard of anyone complaining that training funds or training activities have been reduced.
What's more, this year's number of study abroad places is expected to increase by about ten compared with previous years.
In addition, Qiyue Medical Center also needs to select some young doctors.
Bao Wan could clearly feel that the young attending doctors were gearing up and competing with each other.
As for the real benefits, she inquired about it and found that this year’s year-end bonus was the largest in recent years.
It's just that Brother Wen has already signed a contract with the First City Hospital, and Bao Wan can't explain this to him anymore.
I can only wish him smooth development in the city's No. 1 Hospital...
Zijinyuan Community, where the Yu family and brothers rent a residence.
After dinner, the Yu family siblings and Qing Ning gathered in front of the coffee table to admire Mr. Huang Binhong's paintings.
"Qing Ning, how much is this painting worth?"
Qing Ning observed the paintings in front of her and said slowly: "Mr. Huang Binhong's paintings used to be very cheap and couldn't be sold."
"But in the past ten or twenty years, the prices of his paintings have skyrocketed. The auction prices are basically more than 500,000 square feet."
Yu Xiangwan's eyes couldn't help but double in size.
"Five million per square foot?"
"This picture must be there no matter what..."
Qing Ning replied: "About six square feet."
"However, the auction prices are part of speculation, and many of Mr. Huang Binhong's paintings have failed to sell."
"Mr. Huang's painting style only matured after he was seventy years old."
"Judging from the signature, this painting was created when he was fifty-nine years old. The idea of heavy snow crushing green pines is too tacky."
"Besides, Mr. Huang has quite a few surviving works."
"I personally think that this painting should not be sold for much, but it should be worth one or two hundred thousand."
Yu Xiangwan pursed his lips and said, "It suddenly dropped from three million to one or two hundred thousand. Isn't the difference too big?"
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "Anyway, it can be considered a masterpiece, and it can be hung on the wall to show off."
"Hey, Qing Ning, you know a lot."
Qing Ning raised her chin and said pretentiously: "Do you think it's so easy to become a socialite? You have to study hard to appreciate music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and all kinds of appreciation."
She counted on her fingers and said: "With this Chinese painting, plus the two calligraphy works of the miraculous doctor and the great doctor, let my brother get three or five paintings or calligraphy works."
"The cultural taste of the new home should be almost the same."
Yu Zhiming hummed, and then he heard this guy hesitantly say: "I still have a grand piano in my hometown. Do you want it shipped over?"
Only then did Yu Zhiming remember that this guy once said that he practiced piano for many years before going to college.
He chuckled and said: "If you want to pick up the piano, you can bring it here. Anyway, the living room of the new home is large enough to put down the piano."
Yu Xiangwan also smiled and said: "Qing Ning, I agree to move the piano here. It will be useful for the children to study in the future."
Qing Ning smiled and said: "You don't have any objections. Then after the New Year, I will have the piano moved over."
"At that time, you will play the erhu and I will play the piano, and we will be able to sing in harmony."
Yu Zhiming thought about the scene of erhu and piano playing together, and he always felt that there was something wrong.
But there is also an inexplicable expectation.
Yu Xiangwan suddenly asked: "Lao Wu, when will your hospital's annual meeting be held?"
"Your Swordsman has not practiced for several days."
Yu Zhiming said: "Just this Sunday night."
"The hospital has the fewest patients at that time, so more medical staff can attend the annual meeting."
Just then, the doorbell rang.
"Are you here to give new year gifts again?" Qing Ning guessed and ran to open the door.
Yu Zhiming put Huang Binhong's painting into the painting tube, and Qing Ning's angry voice could be heard in his ears.
"It's you?!"
"Do you still have a face?"
The next moment, a man's voice sounded, "I came here to apologize to Dr. Yu in person."
When Yu Zhiming came to the door, he saw a middle-aged man with a round face standing outside the door.
He also carried several branches on his back.
This person is the one who accused Yu Zhiming of failing to save him in the short video for falling continuously.
Beside him, in addition to a middle-aged woman, there was also a young man in his thirties with an embarrassed expression.
When the round-faced middle-aged man saw Yu Zhiming, he bent his legs and knelt on the ground with a bang.
It is said that a man has gold at his knees, but this man kneeled without any hesitation, and was exceptionally crisp and agile.
Yu Zhiming was a little confused for a moment.
Just listen to the middle-aged man say: "Doctor Yu, I got dizzy on impulse and did something wrong. I'm here to sincerely admit my mistake and apologize to you."
"Dr. Yu, I will be beaten or punished. I just hope you can calm down and forgive me for my mistakes."
As he spoke, the round-faced man reached out and touched the young man next to him.
The young man met Yu Zhiming's gaze and said bravely: "Hello, Dr. Yu."
"I am Jiang Kai from the Laboratory Department of Huashan Hospital. I live in the same community as them."
"That, that, although they have the shortcoming of taking advantage of others, they are also law-abiding people."
"Dr. Yu, don't you think you're an adult and don't remember the villain?"
At this time, Qing Ning snorted heavily.
"You stand under a bush to apologize, and you kneel down to apologize so sincerely. Isn't it just for the sake of apologizing?"
The round-faced man took a step closer to Yu Zhiming.
"Dr. Yu, I confess, I tell the truth."
"Today at noon, my heart beat faster again, and my heart palpitations and panic were severe. I went to the hospital for a checkup, and no problem was found."
"But, I'm afraid."
"I am only forty-six years old, my parents are still alive, and my child has just entered college. I can't die, and I don't dare to die."
"Doctor Yu, I...I..."
Suddenly, the round-faced man broke down and started crying.
"Doctor Yu, please, wuwu..."
"I'm afraid of death. Even though I'm old and young, I don't dare to die, ugh..."
"I love to take advantage."
"My wife and I only earn more than 10,000 yuan a month. In a city like Binhai, it's not enough to support parents and raise a son. I have no choice but to do it, ugh..."
When Yu Zhiming saw a man in his forties crying with tears streaming down his face and expressing his sadness, he couldn't help but feel soft.
"Okay, don't cry."
"If you cry again, I won't forgive you."
The crying stopped suddenly, and the round-faced man looked at Yu Zhiming with tearful eyes, choking from time to time.
"Two conditions, send a video to apologize."
The round-faced man wiped his tears with the back of his hand and said, "Dr. Yu, before I came here, I sent the apology video I made to the internet celebrity. It will probably be broadcast tonight."
Yu Zhiming added: "The inspection fee... is ten thousand!"
He wanted to say six hundred, but then he thought that for a person who could easily kneel down and cry to admit his mistakes, perhaps only money could really make him feel heartbroken.
"Doctor Yu, we have prepared the money." The woman next to the round-faced man said this.
While talking, he also handed over a wad of money...
Yu Zhiming examined the round man on the sofa in the living room.
A few minutes later, Yu Zhiming stopped and stood up.
"Your heart is fine."
"But, you have an adrenal tumor."
"It should be an adrenal gland tumor that causes excessive secretion of adrenaline, causing your heart rate to race and your heart to palpitate..."
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