Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital

After leaving Gao Jun's office, Zhao Heng was still a bit dazed. In his view, his mentor Gao Jun already had a very powerful background. Old Mr. Gao is a leader in the department, yet even with such a background, Gao Jun had to use all sorts of methods to secure 10 beds, and still had to sign a heap of unequal treaties.

But when Ms. Liu took action, she secured a full 20 beds without any strings attached. Maybe this is the power of money.

Sometimes, the power of money is the most useful.

However, securing these 20 beds isn't something that can be achieved overnight. It involves a lot of related facilities, and if there are 30 beds in total, then just Zhao Heng and Wang Tao, two doctors, won't be sufficient.

Returning to the ward, although Zhao Heng was a bit dazed by this unexpected surprise, it was ultimately a good thing, and there was still some smile on his face.

Seeing Zhao Heng's smile, Tian Zhen couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Zhao, is there some good news?"

"Hm, a kind-hearted person donated, so the ward is going to expand."

Zhao Heng nodded and said.

"Expanding? A kind-hearted person?"

What Zhao Heng said left Tian Zhen a bit puzzled. How could there be an expansion just like that, and what kind-hearted person was this about?

"It's Ms. Liu. She donated to the hospital, and our ward is expanding. It's expected to add 20 beds."

Zhao Heng didn't keep it a mystery and said directly.

"Ha?! 20 beds? That's quite a big increase. This Ms. Liu is really a good person."

Upon hearing this, Tian Zhen was also very surprised. This ward, though established, always felt a bit mediocre, and sometimes the ICU nurses looked at her with some disdain.

After all, those 10 beds were carved out from under the ICU's control.

But now it's better; we're self-reliant and don't have to rely on others or gauge others' moods.

This felt a bit like starting a business from scratch.

"This Ms. Liu really surprised me; I didn't expect her to be so generous."

Zhao Heng also seemed surprised.

The world of wealthy people is indeed something unimaginable for a poor guy like him.

Of course, if he were wealthy, wealthy to the point that he couldn't spend it all, he would definitely do such things, too.

As for now, it's best to solve the housing down payment issue first.

Just then, a voice came from the side: "Dr. Zhao."

Zhao Heng turned around and saw it was the same uncle who nearly died from eating "Wei Ge." His wife was standing next to him.

"Is your discharge all set?"

Zhao Heng saw the uncle was dressed neatly, so he asked.

Today was the uncle's discharge day. This uncle had brushed with death and managed to reclaim his life. Who knows if he would mend his ways and live well from now on.

"Yes, it's all done. Dr. Zhao, I really have to thank you this time. Here is my business card. When you have time, please do come to visit me. I really want to thank you properly."

The uncle said gratefully to Zhao Heng and then handed over a business card with both hands.

It was evident his gratitude towards Zhao Heng was heartfelt.

"Hm."

Zhao Heng took the card casually. Usually, he doesn't stay in touch with patients post-discharge, but since it was handed over with both hands, it would be too hurtful not to accept it.

Picking up the card felt weighty. As Zhao Heng looked at it, the big words "Shanshui Manor" caught his eye.

Manor?

What's this about?

Zhao Heng was puzzled. Could it be a barbecue and leisure spot?

"Take care of your health after leaving, especially with 'Wei Ge.' You had an aortic dissection this time, which is very dangerous, and coupled with your hypertension, you absolutely can't take such vasodilators anymore."

Zhao Heng advised the middle-aged man.

"I know, know, if I take them again, I'll lose my life. After leaving, I'll live properly."

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, looking as if he wouldn't dare to risk it again, with lingering fear.

After saying that, he furtively glanced at the plump middle-aged woman by his side, his wife.

It must be said, this plump woman is formidable. Her husband got into such trouble, and she handled it so promptly. It was a big deal before, even made it to social news, but now things have calmed down.

"Remember Dr. Zhao's words well, if you pull this again, you won't make it out alive."

The plump woman said meaningfully.

One wonders if she meant he wouldn't survive because of the illness or for other reasons.

"Yes, I remember, remember."

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, almost bowing to the ground. Evidently, this lesson was etched into his bones.

Such a peculiar marital relationship truly was a sight to behold.

"Dr. Zhao, you must come."

The middle-aged man said again.

"If there's a chance, I will go."

Zhao Heng could only reply ambiguously.

At Eastern Hospital, when patients recover, asking for contact information or inviting doctors to meals is common. After all, the doctors here are highly skilled, and having a contact person, and dining together could be quite convenient if any health issue arises later.

But in reality, it's rare for doctors to give patients their phone numbers. They would typically give the department's landline, let alone accept a patient's invitation and dine together.

This decision comes from a professional consideration as well as to minimize hassle.

"Dr. Zhao, our Shanshui Manor handles business receptions, and we are absolutely the most professional. If you ever need our services, contact us, and we guarantee you the lowest price."

The plump woman said something pragmatic. Unlike the middle-aged man's earlier sweeping offers, which sounded unreliable, why would a doctor like Zhao Heng indulge in free meals there?

Offering a discount like the plump woman did was the normal way of maintaining relations.

"Hm, alright."

Zhao Heng nodded. So it turns out it's for business receptions and not some club or something.

After the couple left, Zhao Heng thought of throwing the card away, but on second thought, he figured he may one day need to entertain someone. He couldn't always rely on others for introductions and needed his own social circle.

While it's true Zhao Heng has a great relationship with Gao Jun, Liu Ziang, and Li Haiyang, where such matters could be handled through them, what's others' is ultimately not your own. Remember, it's always best to rely on oneself.

Thinking this, Zhao Heng placed the embossed card into his office desk drawer.