This miracle doctor just wants to be fired!

It was already ten o'clock when I got back to my rented room.

After a busy night, Zhou Cheng was also a little tired.

He lay on the sofa, turned on the TV, and changed several channels, only to find that they all required a membership to watch, so he gave up.

Little White nestled quietly at his feet without making a sound.

The emergency department's WeChat group kept popping up with new messages. It gathered the latest updates on pre-hospital patients and summarized the conditions of many patients transferred from other hospitals.

In the past, Zhou Cheng would often work overtime, and in order to keep up with the latest developments in pre-hospital patients, he would always check the WeChat groups.

But now, he has directly set the department's WeChat group to Do Not Disturb mode.

"Is everyone safely home now?"

Su Yi had somehow created a group chat for the classmates who had gathered today, and Zhou Cheng was also in it.

Zhang Miaomiao: "We're home. Weiwei must be back at the hotel too, right?"

Zhang Miaomiao is the freckled girl from tonight; she currently works in the Department of Endocrinology at the Municipal Central Hospital.

Lin Wei: "Yes, I just arrived at the hotel. Thank you everyone for tonight, let's get together again next time."

Su Yi: "Next time, I definitely need to bring Zhou Cheng along!"

Zhang Miaomiao: "Yes, thank you so much, Zhou Cheng, for tonight. His method of restoring physical laws was truly amazing."

Zhou Cheng smiled as he watched the group chat buzzing with discussion.

Actually, it feels good. I have a few classmates I know nearby, and we occasionally get together.

He replied to a few messages in the group chat, and then went to wash up.

He'll have a day off tomorrow, so he doesn't have to work overtime.

That night, Zhou Cheng slept exceptionally well.

Without the worry of having to work overtime at any time, he felt completely relaxed.

The next day, Zhou Cheng slept in late and didn't get up until 10 a.m.

Director Wang seemed to know about Zhou Cheng's recent change in attitude, so he stopped calling him to avoid getting a cold shoulder.

Zhou Cheng was happy to have some free time. He got up, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and then went downstairs for breakfast.

He doesn't plan to do anything today; he'll just stay home, pet his cat, play video games, and watch TV shows.

This kind of life was something Zhou Cheng never dared to dream of before, because he would still help out in the department during his few days off each week.

That evening, Zhou Cheng received another call from the same unknown number from the previous day.

After waiting a few seconds, he answered the phone.

"Hey, Lao Zhou, are you busy?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, Zhou Cheng immediately recognized it as his college classmate, Han Kang.

That's the male classmate who wrote a love letter to Lin Wei, but it accidentally fell into his backpack.

"I'm off today, why did you change your number again?" Zhou Cheng asked.

"Hey, I just settled down in Shanghai, didn't I?" Han Kang replied. "I called you yesterday, but you didn't answer. I figured you were off your night shift or something, so I didn't call again. How's things going in Beijing?"

Zhou Cheng gave a wry smile. "What else can I do? I found a trial job in the emergency department."

"The emergency room is not easy to manage. You're busy all day long, and the department is under a lot of pressure."

"It's not a question of whether it's easy or difficult to handle now. I estimate that I'll be fired once my three-month probation period is over."

"It's good that you quit. Come to Shanghai. Many pharmaceutical companies here are short of highly educated people. Come and work with me."

Zhou Cheng said, "Forget it, Shanghai is too far from home, and I know my own limitations; I can't do your job."

"Sigh, that's the situation now. All sorts of reforms and cost-control policies are making things difficult. Next time I go back to Beijing, I'll call Su Yi out, and we'll get together again. Here's my new number, remember to save it!"

Zhou Cheng chatted with Han Kang for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone.

After graduating from university, everyone went their separate ways. Most of the clinical majors became doctors, but a small number went on to work in pharmaceutical sales or other related fields.

Take Han Kang, for example. After graduating from university, he went to work for a large pharmaceutical company. With his relevant major and good communication skills, he did very well in his position.

Many of his undergraduate classmates envied Han Kang.

While everyone else was working overtime and working hard, Han Kang was attending meetings everywhere, frequently posting travel updates on his WeChat Moments, and had bought a car early on. Although the car wasn't expensive, it was considered one of the earliest among his classmates.

Zhou Cheng used to envy Han Kang. Although Han Kang had a master's degree, the value of a master's degree was depreciating rapidly and he had no advantage in municipal hospitals.

However, the thought of being able to relax and rest after being fired made Zhou Cheng feel better again.

……

The next morning.

Zhou Cheng got up very early.

After chatting with Han Kang last night, he watched some TV shows and slept very soundly. He hasn't had any worries about being woken up by emergency calls in the past two days.

For him, this was already a rare moment of relaxation.

After a quick wash and breakfast, Zhou Cheng changed into casual clothes, slung his bag over his shoulder, and headed to the hospital.

Today he is on the day shift in the emergency observation room, where he is responsible for the diagnosis, treatment, dressing changes, and condition assessment of all patients under observation.

Although you don't have to drive as frequently as someone accompanying another vehicle, there are still many trivial matters to handle.

Just as Zhou Cheng reached the entrance of the emergency department, he ran into Fang Hang, a PhD who had joined the company this year and arrived half a month later than Zhou Cheng.

However, because he holds a doctorate and is said to frequently help Director Wang write papers, he has a very special presence in the department.

He rarely spends time on the front lines of clinical care, and Zhou Cheng has also worked with him for very little time, so they are not particularly familiar with each other.

"Good morning, senior brother," Zhou Cheng greeted.

Although Fang Hang joined the company later than him, the two graduated from the same school, so according to the seniority system at the school, it would be appropriate for Zhou Cheng to call him "senior brother".

Fang Hang stopped, looked up at Zhou Cheng, his face expressionless, and simply nodded slightly before walking towards the director's office.

Zhou Cheng didn't pay any attention.

Fang Hang usually has this aloof demeanor and doesn't seem very warm towards his clinical colleagues.

In the duty room, several other doctors on the day shift had already arrived, and everyone was busy changing into their white coats.

Zhou Cheng found an empty spot, quickly changed into a white lab coat, and straightened his collar in front of the mirror.

Although I was thinking of giving up, I still had to maintain a basic professional image while wearing this uniform.

After changing his clothes, Zhou Cheng walked towards the doctor's office.

The morning shift handover was about to begin in ten minutes, and the office was already quite full of people. The nurses at the nurses' station were organizing the nursing records from the previous night, preparing to report on the patients' conditions.

The observation room admitted five patients last night: one with palpitations, one with acute gastroenteritis, one for post-fracture surgery observation, and two others who were temporarily placed in the observation room because there were no beds available in the inpatient department. They will be admitted to the inpatient department once there are available beds.

At this time, most of the doctors and nurses in the department, except those on duty, had arrived.

Zhou Cheng found a seat by the window and sat down.

Last night, all the medical staff on duty had dark circles under their eyes and looked listless, wishing they could just run off to sleep right now.

The doctors who had just started work were yawning constantly, while the interns rotating through the emergency department gathered together to chat, showing no signs of the urgency typical of the emergency department.

A short while later, Director Wang also entered the director's office, with Fang Hang following behind him.

Director Wang glanced at Zhou Cheng, his face expressionless, before looking away.

It was just past eight o'clock, and the morning shift handover began.

The head nurse at the nurses' station first reported on the nursing care last night, and then each doctor reported on the condition of the patients they were responsible for.

The office fell silent, with only the reports from the medical staff remaining.