Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital

However, after arriving at the place with Professor Huang, Zhao Heng realized the importance of having a good mentor.

"Xiao Zhao, besides you, the only other student I'm supervising is Xiao Shu. This office space was assigned to me by the school, so you both can use it together."

Professor Huang pointed to a very spacious room that could easily fit at least six or seven desks and spoke to Zhao Heng.

"Alright."

Zhao Heng nodded, noticing that there were only two desks in the office. One was brand new with just a computer on it, obviously prepared for him. The other was cluttered with things, likely belonging to Professor Huang's assistant, Shu Xiu.

Speaking of Shu Xiu, Zhao Heng often saw her when he came to consult with Professor Huang.

She was a girl with delicate features and a reserved personality, appearing several years older than Zhao Heng.

"Xiao Shu went to attend an academic forum on my behalf the past few days. She should be back soon. If you need anything, just tell her. Xiao Zhao, even though I know your focus will be on the hospital in the future, you still need to visit the school regularly."

Professor Huang instructed Zhao Heng further.

"I understand, Professor."

Zhao Heng nodded respectfully towards Professor Huang, feeling deeply honored by him, as Huang had been the most helpful teacher to him.

From the very beginning, if he hadn't acquired and integrated the skills about anesthesia from Professor Huang, he wouldn't have progressed to where he is now.

"Get yourself acquainted first."

Having said that, Professor Huang left. As a professor, he had many things to attend to.

Once Professor Huang left, Zhao Heng sat at his designated desk, feeling quite fascinated.

This experience seemed a bit different from what he imagined advanced studies would be like. After all, which graduate student gets such a good desk and a computer right from the start, and furthermore, Zhao Heng had a lot of freedom with his time.

One could say that Zhao Heng's studies were exceptionally relaxed.

If he could have this kind of experience at university all the time, it would be great.

But clearly, that's impossible, as there are a myriad of tasks waiting for Zhao Heng to handle at the hospital.

Before long, while Zhao Heng was familiarizing himself with the new computer, a girl with a delicate yet composed demeanor entered from outside.

Seeing someone else in the office that was supposed to be hers, and sitting at the desk that the professor had newly arranged, Shu Xiu realized that this was the student highly regarded by the professor, who was now following the professor through an integrated master's and doctoral program, Zhao Heng.

"Senior."

Upon seeing Shu Xiu enter, Zhao Heng immediately stood up and greeted her.

"Mm."

Shu Xiu nodded; her reserved nature made her not very fond of casual chit-chat.

"You can pick up office supplies from the logistics office, just mention the professor's name."

Noticing that Zhao Heng only had a computer at his desk, Shu Xiu said a rare additional sentence.

"Okay, thank you, senior."

Zhao Heng nodded, finding the campus atmosphere more comfortable and relaxing.

After all, the student years can be described as one of the rare joyous times in a person's life.

"Senior, can I ask you what your relationship with Shu Xin is?"

Zhao Heng couldn't resist asking.

Given that Shu Xin and Shu Xiu share the same surname and their names sound similar, it was hard not to wonder if there was some familial connection.

"No relation, just the same surname."

Shu Xiu replied sparingly.

"Mm, alright."

Zhao Heng nodded. Seeing Shu Xiu's sparing manner, he didn't ask anything further and headed to the logistics office to get some supplies.

Just as Zhao Heng reported Professor Huang's name and the required office supplies, the logistics staff were preparing them when Zhao Heng heard an unexpectedly cheerful voice calling him from behind.

"Senior!"

Turning around, Zhao Heng saw Shu Xin.

Come to think of it, it had been a long time since Zhao Heng last saw Shu Xin, and he wasn't sure what she was busy with these days.

"Mm."

Zhao Heng nodded. Regarding junior Shu Xin, to be honest, Zhao Heng didn't have any special feelings, just that she was a decent junior.

"Senior, are you here for the orientation ceremony?"

Shu Xin asked.

Zhao Heng's plans to go to graduate school had been known to her for some time, but she had been so busy preparing for a break from her studies that she hadn't had the time to look for Zhao Heng.

"Yes, it just ended. You seem quite busy these days?"

Zhao Heng nodded and replied.

"Senior, I've convinced my family, and I'm in the process of taking a break from school. Once that's done, I'll become a full-time content creator."

Shu Xin smiled as she spoke.

"As long as you've made your decision."

Zhao Heng replied noncommittally. Though Shu Xin was also very smart, intelligence doesn't necessarily mean one has to be confined to the medical route. For a girl like Shu Xin, full-time content creation might be a better path.

"Senior, do you have anything else to do? I can show you around later."

Shu Xin said.

After all, she'd been studying there for nearly two years and was quite familiar with the campus.

"Just picking up some office supplies, nothing else."

Zhao Heng replied casually.

"Okay, I'll help you carry them over later."

Shu Xin nodded.

After twenty minutes, the staff from logistics brought out the office supplies Zhao Heng had requested, and together, Zhao Heng and Shu Xin carried these supplies to the office.

In the office.

"Senior, is this your desk? It's nice; to get a desk like this right when you start grad school is quite something."

Shu Xin looked at Zhao Heng's impressive personalized desk with envy.

Medical graduate students often have it tough, not to mention having a personalized desk, and it's already considered fortunate if the mentor doesn't make them squat at the doorway with a bottle of water and a dry bun while working.

"The desk was assigned to Professor Huang by the school, I'm just benefiting from it."

Zhao Heng said.

At Boya Medical College, Professor Huang's influence is considerable; one could say it sheds light on everyone, more than just benefiting from it slightly.

"Senior, will you be coming to school often then?"

Shu Xin asked again.

"I'll certainly attend activities as needed, but my focus will remain at the hospital."

Zhao Heng contemplated and responded.

As things stand, the focus remains on the hospital because medical skills develop through practice.

Of course, Zhao Heng could purely focus on the research pathway, acquire and integrate skills and experiences from other research-oriented experts, and then delve into research and development.

But living that kind of life, Zhao Heng felt, was quite uninteresting.

Compared to sitting in a lab conducting repetitive experiments, Zhao Heng preferred confronting patients directly, striving in the frontline of clinical practice.

"Senior, are you still maintaining your video channel?"

Shu Xin asked once more.

Balancing between the hospital and school already consumed a significant amount of Zhao Heng's energy, so how could he possibly find energy for the video channel?

"Producing meticulously detailed content might indeed be difficult time-wise, but I should still have time to record some educational videos."

Zhao Heng pondered and replied.

What he meant by meticulously detailed content referred to those videos that were data-rich and referenced numerous academic papers.

However, if time was short, he could also use a more casual approach, appearing in the videos himself to educate the public on widely concerning health and medical topics.