The boy said gratefully, "Thank you, Senior Zhao. In fact, I was very confused before whether I should trouble you. But..."
Zhao Yuan waved his hand to interrupt and said with a smile, "Stop talking about this. Take good care of your mother. After your mother has the operation, you must work harder! When you get to the internship unit, you must work harder."
The boy's eyes shone, "Thank you for your encouragement."
After the boy left, Zhou Guangchen looked at his back and sighed, "I just learned about his situation. His grades are good and he gets scholarships every year. But his family conditions are average. I don't know how far he can go."
Zhao Yuan smiled lightly, "Young people who have no retreat will walk more firmly than others."
Shang Yu was always by his side.
Zhao Yuan's way of handling it obviously surprised her.
Facing young people he had never met before, Zhao Yuan maintained goodwill from beginning to end and tried his best to help.
You must know that the resources he provides are all human debts that must be repaid later.
Most people wouldn't have so much patience.
Some people might say that he is trying to gain attention.
Shang Yu knew that Zhao Yuan was not that complicated.
Although he has reached a very high position now, the kindness and justice in his heart have never disappeared.
Shang Yu recalled the brief exchange between the two on the rooftop that day...
Zhao Yuan returned to Shonan this time and had a tight time schedule. After giving a speech on employment counseling in the morning, he rushed to the affiliated hospital immediately.
As soon as I entered the compound, I saw a group of people waiting not far away.
Zhao Yuan felt flattered.
This is the hospital affiliated to my alma mater, and many people are familiar faces.
When I was studying, most of the clinical teachers were employed in hospitals.
It was a different experience to have the teacher from that year stand at the entrance to greet me.
The car stopped and Zhou Guangchen got off first.
Zhao Yuan followed him with a humble smile on his face.
The doctors crowded towards Zhao Yuan and Zhou Guangchen, leaving only one passage for them to move forward.
"Director Zhao, welcome, welcome." The leading doctor is the vice president in charge of business, whose surname is Jing.
"Dean Jing, hello." Zhao Yuan greeted quickly.
"Remember me?" A short man with thin hair smiled and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
Zhao Yuan quickly retrieved the memory of medical student Zhao Yuan.
"Teacher Tian, how could I forget you?"
"Why didn't you contact me when you came back? After all, I taught you for two years back then."
Tian Bing had done his homework beforehand, and he remembered Zhao Yuan as a boring gourd who never missed every class he signed in for.
But the results are not outstanding.
Anyway, he couldn't understand why Zhao Yuan suddenly became enlightened.
Of course, when chatting with others, he would not say that Zhao Yuan was mediocre in school back then. Instead, he would praise Zhao Yuan to the best of his ability and add that he was very optimistic about him back then and secretly gave him a small start.
It's as if the birth of a genius is all thanks to him.
Of course, if they actually met, he wouldn't dare to make excuses.
Today, Zhao Yuan is not the student who sat under the podium three years ago and listened to his own bragging. He is the director of a department in a provincial tertiary hospital and a disciple of two academicians.
Zhao Yuan smiled and greeted many doctors.
He seemed to be familiar with everyone, but in fact, he had no impression of many people at all.
These doctors are well-known in the province.
Although they also have positions in medical schools and need to teach, their focus is on teaching postgraduate students.
When the hospital is particularly busy, they directly arrange for graduate students to teach on their behalf.
I didn't have the opportunity to listen to their lectures several times.