This miracle doctor just wants to be fired!

The story begins with a medical record.

Name: Zhou Cheng

Gender: Male (Gender characteristics are blurred due to 48 consecutive hours on duty)

Chief complaint: Three months into employment, after working a 48-hour shift.

Present illness: After starting work, the patient's age increased and his/her food intake decreased negatively, accompanied by a progressive increase in caffeine dependence.

Physical examination:

The appearance of a resident doctor: ptosis with dark circles deeper than panda eyes, excessive facial oil secretion, and reflective T-zone (which is recorded as a classic sign after wearing an N95 mask for 12 consecutive hours).

Nervous system: The patient is sensitive to the words "get off work" and experiences stress-induced stomach pain when the words "work overtime" are mentioned.

Cardiovascular system: When the phone rings at night, the heart rate can instantly exceed 120 beats per minute, and a coffee-like sound can be heard upon auscultation.

……

"Sigh, maybe I should just quit."

Zhou Cheng lay on the hard folding bed in the emergency room, staring blankly at the white ceiling.

After working 48 consecutive hours, my body was completely exhausted, and I didn't even have the strength to lift my hand to rub my aching temples.

In the intensive and demanding emergency room, the word "rest" is like a legend—something you've only heard of, but never experienced.

The telephone ringing is like a Damocles' sword hanging over your head; every time it rings, it pulls you out of your half-awake state and into endless cleaning, stitching, and emergency treatment.

He can even accurately distinguish the level of urgency corresponding to different telephone ringtones.

Those short, sharp cries are most likely signs of traumatic shock!

If the note is drawn out, it's highly likely that an elderly person has fallen and is disoriented!

This year, the emergency department recruited three doctors, with a six-month probationary period. Only one will be retained after six months.

This news weighed heavily on Zhou Cheng's heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

The other two colleagues include a close relative of a vice president, whom the ward director always asks extra questions about during rounds, clearly showing the preferential treatment given to him.

The other is a PhD from a prestigious university, holding three SCI papers in his hand. When he stands in the department, he exudes the aura of an "academic bigwig".

And what about him?

A master's graduate from a second-tier medical school, who hastily finished his thesis to meet graduation requirements, with no background, no connections, and clinical skills that were neither top-notch nor too bad.

Like that half-dead green plant in the emergency room corridor, it's as ordinary as it gets.

He wasn't even sure if he could make it through the probation period, let alone stay.

"I should just quit!" Zhou Cheng muttered to himself again, feeling exhausted as if a tide was washing over him. "It'll save me from being fired in the end, making a fool of myself, and ending up looking utterly pathetic."

He had even started brainstorming the wording of his resignation letter, how to start it, and how to find a more tactful reason.

Is it referring to physical discomfort, or personal development?

Just then, a completely emotionless, mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind:

[Host's strong desire to resign detected, meeting the binding conditions... "Fired and Rich System" is binding...]

Zhou Cheng was startled, thinking he was hallucinating from staying up all night.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the strange sound.

But the mechanical voice rang out again the next second.

[Binding successful!]

[Host: Zhou Cheng.]

[System Rules: 1. The host must be formally dismissed by their hospital (the First People's Hospital of the city) without violating medical ethics or actively revealing the existence of the system; 2. Upon successful dismissal, the host will receive a huge cash reward (1000 million RMB); 3. If the host resigns voluntarily, violates medical ethics, or reveals the existence of the system, the system will automatically unbind the host, and no reward will be given.]

Zhou Cheng was completely stunned. He lay stiffly on the folding bed, his eyes wide open.

When he's on duty, he likes to read online novels, especially medical novels, such as "If Everyone's Reborn, Who's Still a Doctor?"

He knew he had been chosen by Lady Luck; had he been bound to a system?!

And you can get ten million just by being fired from the hospital?

What kind of incredible windfall is this?

Or did he really go crazy from exhaustion and suffer from severe mental hallucinations?

He tentatively asked himself, "Who's speaking?"

[The host does not need to speak; communication can be done through thought. This system is the "Fired-Out-of-House-and-Get-Rich-Quick System," designed to help the host, within legal boundaries, acquire enormous wealth by being dismissed from a hospital.]

The mechanical voice responded promptly and clearly, dispelling Zhou Cheng's suspicion that he was hallucinating.

He swallowed, his throat dry and sore.

My heart started pounding wildly because of this sudden change, even faster and harder than when I heard the emergency call!

He was dismissed by the hospital for not violating medical ethics and not exposing the system.

You can get ten million?

I used to think being fired was shameful, but now I realize it wasn't shameful at all.

That's a "severance package" of ten million!

For someone with a master's degree from a second-tier medical school to dream of earning ten million yuan through a job is simply a pipe dream.

But now, you can easily get it as long as you get through three months!

The thought of resigning voluntarily?

He had long forgotten about it.

Now all he can think about is how to get through the next three months peacefully.

I won't meddle in other people's business, I won't rush to do the work, I won't make mistakes or stand out, I'll just be an ordinary probationary doctor.

Three months later, the department took the initiative to dismiss him.

Ten million? Easy peasy!

……

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door of the duty room, accompanied by a nurse's slightly hurried voice.

"Dr. Zhou, are you there? A patient with acute abdominal pain was just brought in. His blood pressure is a bit unstable. Could you come out and take a look?"

Upon hearing the words "emergency patient," Zhou Cheng's body moved almost instinctively.

He had spent three months in the emergency room and had long been trained to get up reflexively when called.

My foot was already stepping towards the door, and my hand was almost touching the doorknob.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly.

Wait, what is he going to do now?

Oh right, just coasting! Getting through the probation period! Waiting to get fired and take ten million!

He has been on duty for 48 consecutive hours, and it's long past his shift end time.

Strictly speaking, the emergency department's emergency services have absolutely nothing to do with him now.

He used to think that he should try to make a good impression on the director.

Even after get off work, if the department is busy, he'll be there as soon as you call him.

But what's the use of performing well now? It's better to just wait to be fired.

Zhou Cheng withdrew his hand, took a step back, cleared his throat, and replied calmly, "Sorry, my shift ended a long time ago, I'm off work now. You should ask another doctor on duty."

The nurse outside the door was clearly taken aback, probably not expecting Zhou Cheng to say that.

In the past, no matter how late it was, Zhou Cheng would never refuse if the department needed him. Sometimes he would even stay to help. Why is he suddenly so clear-headed today?