Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...
"I don't have prescription rights for now, so I couldn't get the medicine." Yang Zongbao was relieved that he didn't have prescription rights. Now he had an excuse.
"No prescription is no big deal, just steal some medicine and it's fine." Dogzi chimed in.
Yang Zongbao suddenly lifted his head and stared at Dogzi, startling him.
"Sorry, that medicine is counted every day, can't be stolen." Yang Zongbao felt it was unnecessary to back down on this issue, it's a matter of principle, and can't involve poison. Moreover, Qin Shou is short of money and would make decisions on his own body, one vial of medicine even if sold outside wouldn't be worth much. Besides, looking for someone like him, a small role, must be behind the parents' back, not a big deal. This whole thing was caused by Dogzi. Dogzi, Dogzi, have you forgotten who I Yang Zongbao am? Forgotten how I Yang Zongbao got to know you?
"Don't give face, don't give face. Today, my brothers and I invited you to give you face, if you don't agree, then don't walk out of this door." Qin Shou suddenly stood up, the girl on his body fell to the ground, a pair of jade rabbits were exposed, bounced several times, covered with red pinch marks, it was terrifying.
Yang Zongbao didn't say a word and silently picked up Mai Zhichu, which had been placed on the tea table earlier. The music in the private room stopped at some point, and the girls who were originally sitting on either side of Yang Zongbao were frightened and shrank to the side.
Bang.
Yang Zongbao suddenly smashed the wine bottle on the tea table, and the broken end of the bottle became an irregular sawtooth shape. It's just right for stabbing people. Yang Zongbao has a characteristic, usually he is a good man, but when forced to be urgent, he becomes a madman. Once he starts to be cruel, he won't stop until he sees blood.
Yang Zongbao's actions scared the woman next to him into loud wailing, and the two of them shrank back together in a heap.
"Are you messing with me?" Qin Shou felt incredulous, like a fairy tale, and it felt particularly unreal.
"What's the point? Why bother humiliating yourself?" Yang Zongbao said aimlessly.
"Stop it, stop it! We're all family, what's the point of this?" Dogzi anxiously jumped up and down.
"Don't drag my brother into this. This is all your doing. Are you short of money at home? Why follow him and do such things?" Yang Zongbao was furious. It seemed that today there was no way to end it peacefully. What's wrong with the Municipal Committee Secretary's son? Beat him up first, then talk.
The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became tense. Qin Shou seemed to be a master who was afraid of being kind and evil, and he didn't dare to make a move himself.
"What's going on?"
A person walked in from the door, with a visually striking makeup look, their hair styled with gel into a quiff on top of their head, wearing a leather jacket, leather pants, revealing a small waist, and 10cm high heels.
"Xianxian, how did you come?" Qin Shou appeared to be very happy, immediately throwing Yang Zongbao behind his mind and surrounding the woman who came in.
"Get out, what are you causing trouble here for? You've got a lot of nerve?" A girl named Lingling slapped Qin Shou's face without any politeness.
"You, what's with you? Call out one more time and I'll beat you to death."
Yang Zongbao put the half bottle of wine on his hand neatly on the tea table. Without paying attention to others, he went out.
When going out, I also met a lady who led the way for herself. Yang Zongbao smiled at her and got off the elevator.
As he walked out of the Jian Guo Hotel, Yang Zongbao finally let out a breath of stifled air that had been pent up in his heart.
Back again, don't know why I came back this time. It seems like I won't be able to contact Dogzi anymore, this city is really a dead end for me.
"Brother Bao."
Just as Yang Zongbao was about to step off the curb, someone behind him called out in a timid voice.
Yang Zongbao turned around and took a look, it was the visual girl from the hotel.
"Brother Bao, is that really you? You're back?" The visual girl came up and grabbed Yang Zongbao's sleeve, reluctant to let go.
"Your hair looks terrible." Yang Zongbao was almost suffocated by his visually stunning hair gel.
"Sorry." The visual girl was completely different from her proud and arrogant self earlier, now looking like a fledgling bird that had just learned to walk.
"Makeup doesn't look good either." Yang Zongbao didn't have any self-awareness of being gentle and sparing, continuing to criticize: "The clothes are too short, revealing too much. Leather jackets are not breathable if worn too little..."
The woman stood at the crossroads, allowing a man to ogle her, still with a happy face. Fortunately it was late at night, otherwise she would have been surrounded by eager mothers-in-law.
"Remember?" Yang Zongbao concluded finally.
"Got it."
"I'm leaving then."
"Then where can I find Treasure Brother?"
"You can find your way here, but you can't find me. Goodbye." Yang Zongbao coolly turned his back and waved goodbye.
The woman who was left behind not only didn't think the departing man was a gentleman, but instead seemed to have received a blessing as she touched her forehead that had been touched by Yang Zongbao: "Brother Bao, you've finally come back."
Yang Zongbao returned to the rental house at 5 o'clock in the morning, and he had to go to work in an hour. Another day without a good sleep, so far yesterday's lunch and dinner were not eaten yet. He made a packet of instant noodles and boiled an egg as a reward. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he started reading Stanford University textbooks.
At a glance, you can immerse yourself in it. Although Yang Zongbao is doing anesthesia, he still prefers cardiothoracic surgery in his heart.
At 6:00 am, I left on time and now I'm near the hospital. I bought two buns for my director. At 6:30, I changed clothes and entered the office. Then I opened the director's office door to deliver the buns.
But I didn't expect that as soon as I went in, the director was sitting inside.
"Are you here?" The director asked without lifting his head from in front of the computer.
"Hmm." Yang Zongbao also didn't know what to say.
"Do you know whose paper this is?" The director pulled out a stack of papers from the drawer.
"I don't know." Yang Zongbao really didn't know what that scroll was.
"This is your entrance exam paper for the hospital. Do you know how many points you got?" The director looked at Yang Zongbao with a smile, who was still pretending to be calm.
"I don't know, isn't it because I didn't get the notification of my score?" Yang Zongbao thought to himself, "It can't be that I got it wrong, could it? Is it possible that my score isn't good enough to get in? But I remember taking the exam was very smooth... unless it's different domestically and internationally? If it is, then I'm in trouble. It looks like I'll have to find a job again. I don't know what kind of job I can find this time, this month's living expenses aren't enough... should I go work on a construction site for a few days? That's how I made money when I was in university."
Yang Zongbao's thoughts were seen as deep and reserved, understanding and clever in the eyes of the director. The perfect test paper was lying on his office desk. This wasn't just any ordinary test paper, it was entirely in English, with many cutting-edge scientific terms that even he didn't understand. Because they were newly coined, who knew what they meant? But the young man in front of him, who seemed gentle and reserved, could grasp them accurately and explain them. Adding to this, the entrance exam wasn't specifically for one subject, but covered all subjects. What did this mean? It meant that he had struck gold this time, his legacy would be passed on. Thinking this, the director's eyes turned fervent as he looked at Yang Zongbao.
"Was I fired?" Yang Zongbao felt that the director's eager eyes were staring at himself.
"No, your test paper is full marks."
"Full score?" This was unexpected by Yang Zongbao, he didn't think it would be a full score.
"Yes, what I mean is that I want you to take the graduate school entrance exam this year." The director said, revealing the purpose of calling Yang Zongbao.
"I can't afford to study full-time, I don't have enough money to live." Yang Zongbao actually considered the issue of food and clothing in front of such a good opportunity.
The director said that although he couldn't be ranked in the top ten nationwide, he could still have a place on the chairman's platform at every national conference. Now Yang Zongbao refused without hesitation, which made the director almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He was after all a doctoral supervisor, and many people wanted to read his doctorate every year. Originally, he had decided not to take in graduate students anymore, but seeing Yang Zongbao's potential, he was delighted and prepared to make an exception for him. Unexpectedly, Yang refused because of the matter of a few hundred yuan per month. How could this not bring tears to the eyes of the director who was already over fifty?
"How much is your monthly salary?" The director's tone dropped several degrees instantly.
"This month should be around 500." Yang Zongbao didn't know if he really hadn't noticed the change in the director's tone, and actually gave a serious answer.
"I'll give you 1,000 every month, and at the end of the year, take my graduate exam." The director suppressed his rising blood pressure.
"Will you still give it during the reading period? I really don't have any money." Yang Zongbao was still not satisfied.
"Give you 2,000 yuan during your studies, and from now on, you will read books for me." The director said gritting his teeth. In his heart, he thought, all this is for the sake of talent, talent is the most important thing, the country needs talent now.
"But I got in last year and couldn't afford to attend."
"You, which school did you get into?" The director was thoroughly enraged and stood up. Who is begging who here, giving him money to study and still being so troublesome.
"That college of mine." Yang Zongbao looked very innocent, not knowing why the director was so angry, he didn't say anything.
"You don't need to worry about this anymore, just focus on preparing for your studies." The director waved his hand weakly and told Yang Zongbao to leave.
"What about work?" Yang Zongbao still refused to give up on Director Qi's career.
"You only work on weekends, and if you have time on Fridays when there are no classes, come to work." The director was completely out of breath. After sending away Yang Zongbao, that jinx, he immediately hung up the phone with his own classmate.
"Hey, Old Jiang. Get me a student's academic record. Transferred from Zhenjiang Medical College to our hospital university. Hurry up..."
After hanging up the phone, the director finally put his mind at ease. Fortunately, he had been cautious and found the entrance exam papers. If those other old guys saw them, wouldn't they try to snatch them away? He had always suspected that this kid was problematic - who could complete a full-body anesthesia alone upon graduation, and do it so calmly, like an old hand? Curious, he took a look at the papers and unexpectedly found that the freak with perfect scores was right in his hands. He had already been impressed by the kid's calm and collected attitude. If he could make him his student, haha, those old men would be green with envy.
The director sat in his boss's chair, complacent and self-satisfied, having forgotten that he had almost been suffocated by Yang Zongbao just a moment before.
Yang Zongbao had surgery today, nothing much, just doing anesthesia for a lung cancer patient.
A 60-year-old lung cancer patient with a 20-year smoking history, smoking one pack of cigarettes per day.
No wonder he got lung cancer, with a mouthful of black teeth. Yang Zongbao saw this scene and thought to himself that he should quit smoking after all.
Today, the nurse who washed her hands was a little girl named Li Sisi, who had just joined last year and came several months earlier than Yang Zongbao. Perhaps because they were both newcomers, Li Sisi was one of the few people who treated Yang Zongbao with courtesy. So it was still a comfortable thing to do. The ward nurse was the head nurse.
