This miracle doctor just wants to be fired!

The system notification clearly stated that the allowance would be directly deposited into his bank account.

In other words, the two thousand yuan will arrive in my account on time by the end of this month, without any additional conditions.

More importantly, the privilege also mentions "for each student he has", which means that if he can teach one more student in the future, this allowance will continue to accumulate!

His biggest goal is of course to complete the system's main quest, but before achieving this ambitious goal, being able to take advantage of the system's resources would definitely feel even better!

With these few thousand yuan, his daily standard of living can be improved slightly.

Thinking of this, Zhou Cheng's steps on his way home became lighter.

……

Zhou Cheng stood in the locker room for a moment, calming his inner turmoil, then stopped thinking about it, turned around and walked out of the locker room toward the hospital gate.

The evening breeze carried a slight chill, and the cool air on his face made him feel much more awake.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Cheng returned to his rented apartment complex.

As soon as he opened the door, the aroma of food wafted out, dispelling his fatigue.

Zhou Cheng was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw that two dishes and a soup had already been set on the dining table in the living room.

Lin Wei was carrying the last plate of stir-fried vegetables out of the kitchen, wearing a light blue apron.

"You're back?" Lin Wei greeted Zhou Cheng with a smile when she saw him at the door, and placed the plate on the table. "I just finished making dinner."

Zhou Cheng withdrew his gaze, changed his shoes, and walked into the living room, his eyes sweeping over the food on the table.

A plate of stir-fried green peppers with pork, a plate of stir-fried lettuce with garlic, and a bowl of tomato and egg soup are all common home-style dishes.

Lin Wei took off her apron. "Zhou Cheng, you must be tired today. I made an extra portion, why don't you eat together?"

Zhou Cheng originally planned to just grab a bite at the restaurant downstairs when he got back.

Hearing Lin Wei's invitation and glancing at the steaming food on the table, he didn't hesitate and nodded, "Okay, then I'll trouble you."

"It's no trouble, just an extra pair of chopsticks," Lin Wei said, turning and walking into the kitchen. She took out a new set of bowls and chopsticks, and filled a bowl with rice, placing it in front of Zhou Cheng. "Please sit down, the food is freshly made and still warm."

After Zhou Cheng sat down, Lin Wei also sat down in the seat opposite him, picked up her chopsticks and gestured, "Try it, I don't know if it suits your taste."

Zhou Cheng picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of stir-fried green peppers and pork, and put it in his mouth.

The meat is tender, the green peppers have a slight crunch, and the flavor is just right.

He smiled and nodded: "It's delicious, much better than what I make myself."

Hearing the praise, Lin Wei smiled and picked up her chopsticks to eat.

The atmosphere at the dining table was quiet, with only the soft clinking of bowls and chopsticks.

After eating a few bites, Zhou Cheng remembered that he was going to accompany Lin Wei to Jinghua Medical University tomorrow, and said, "By the way, I'll wait for you at the hospital entrance at nine o'clock tomorrow morning and take you to the laboratory building on the main campus."

Lin Wei nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll remember. Thank you for taking time out of your rest time to come with me."

"It's nothing, I have nothing else to do tomorrow anyway," Zhou Cheng said casually, picking up another piece of bok choy with his chopsticks. "I know the headquarters well, so I can take you there without taking any detours and wasting too much time."

"That's great." Lin Wei smiled easily. "I checked the navigation beforehand, and it said the lab building is quite big. I was worried I wouldn't be able to find it. With you here, I feel much more at ease."

The two ate their meal while chatting casually.

Lin Wei asked Zhou Cheng a few questions about his work at the hospital today, and Zhou Cheng gave a brief answer.

Lin Wei didn't ask any further questions, and instead started talking about the experimental project she would be working on the next day.

"It's just about coordinating the approval of the experimental plan. There might be some parts of the materials we submitted that need to be modified. I hope we can get it done in one go," Lin Wei said.

"Don't worry, the supervising teachers are usually quite understanding. Just make sure you have all the materials ready and explain the project details clearly," Zhou Cheng reassured him.

He frequently interacted with professors in charge of experiments during his graduate studies, so he has a fairly good understanding of the procedures.

"If there's anything you don't understand, I can ask around for you later."

The two finished their meal quickly. Zhou Cheng put down his chopsticks and said, "Let me clean up. You worked hard cooking."

"No need, no need, I can do it. You just got off work, so you should rest."

Lin Wei quickly stood up and began clearing the table of dishes.

"If you're tired, go back to your room and rest."

Zhou Cheng didn't insist and nodded, "Then I'll trouble you."

He thought he should treat Lin Wei to a meal next time, otherwise he would feel too embarrassed.

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards his room.

Zhou Cheng didn't insist and nodded, "Then I'll trouble you." After saying that, he stood up and walked towards his room.

Back in his room, Zhou Cheng was about to turn around and wash up when his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

I took out my phone and saw it was my mom calling.

Zhou Cheng picked up his phone and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Mom."

"Chengcheng, are you off work yet? Have you eaten?"

My mother's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, tinged with concern, and I could also hear the faint sound of the television in the background.

"I just got off work and ate," Zhou Cheng replied, his gaze lingering on the night view outside the window. "Have you and my dad had dinner?"

"You've eaten, you've eaten. Your dad's watching TV in the living room," Mom said with a smile. "Have you been busy lately? Do you often have to work overtime in the ER? You need to take care of yourself, don't overwork yourself, eat on time, and don't always eat unhealthy things like instant noodles."

His mother's advice was the same as always, every sentence revolving around his work and health.

"Okay, Mom. I've been doing alright lately, not too busy, and haven't been working overtime much." Zhou Cheng softened his tone, trying to make his voice sound more relaxed. "I usually try to cook for myself or eat at the hospital cafeteria, and I rarely eat instant noodles, so don't worry."

He wasn't telling the truth; being busy in the emergency room was the norm, but he just didn't want his mother to worry.

"That's good, that's good." Mom's relieved voice came through the phone. "You're working alone out there, and there's not much we can do to help. We can only try to be more attentive ourselves. By the way, how's work going lately? How are things with your colleagues and boss? Is anything bothering you?"

Hearing his mother's question, Zhou Cheng paused slightly.

He naturally recalled the malicious complaints and online uproar he had received, as well as the twists and turns of the few days he was suspended from work.

But he quickly suppressed his thoughts: "It's going quite smoothly. My colleagues and superiors have been very considerate of me, and I don't have any worries."

He listened carefully to the voice on the other end of the phone. His mother's tone remained consistently concerned, without mentioning the online video or the complaint.

Zhou Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed his mother hadn't seen those online messages, and he hadn't mentioned it to his family.

That's good, it saves them the trouble of worrying.

After all, the matter has been resolved, and bringing it up again would only cause my parents unnecessary worry, so there's no need for that.

"As long as things go smoothly, that's good. If you encounter something at work that you can't handle, don't try to tough it out on yourself. Talk to your family, and if all else fails, talk to your boss. We don't argue with people; peace and happiness are the most important things." My mother nagged on and on. "Also, you're not getting any younger. Pay attention to your personal life. Do you know any suitable girls? If you do, go out and see how things go. Don't always focus all your attention on work."

Hearing his mother bring up personal matters again, Zhou Cheng smiled helplessly: "I know, Mom, I'll be careful. Right now, the main thing is to do my job well, and I'll let personal matters take their course."

The mother and son chatted for another ten minutes or so. The mother reminded him to take care of his health and eat on time before hanging up the phone.