Rebirth of a Doctor Without Regrets

Chapter 133 Welcome and Cleansing Ceremony

As they left the inpatient department, Wang Xiao accompanied Zhu Haiming toward the hospital gate, pondering how to best arrange the reception for the day.

In his previous life, he worked as a pharmaceutical sales representative for several years, and he did a lot of business development.

His greatest skill is knowing how to tailor his hospitality to different people and what kind of reception will appeal to them.

An accomplished and retired expert like Zhu Haiming wouldn't be interested in expensive gifts; he just wants to feel comfortable, at ease, and have face.

Taking a taxi to a restaurant is too ordinary. Even if you select the most luxurious car model on a mobile app, it's just a BBA (BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi) or similar car that you can see everywhere on the streets of Kunming.

First impressions are very important, but second impressions are second only to first impressions.

Wang Xiao thought for a moment, took out his phone, found Chen Yuchen's WeChat, and quickly sent a message: "Yuchen, do you have a car reserved at Chuncheng Second Hospital? I have an important senior colleague to receive, and I need a decent car."

Less than a minute after the message was sent, Chen Yuchen sent a photo.

It's a stretched Lincoln Navigator, which looks very imposing and unique.

"Thank you so much, Yuchen," Wang Xiao sent a message.

He turned to look at Zhu Haiming beside him, "Director, let's wait a moment, the car I called will be here soon."

Zhu Haiming nodded, his gaze casually sweeping over the vehicles passing by the gate of the courtyard, not paying much attention.

He wasn't one to care about appearances; he felt that as long as they could have a nice meal and chat, that was enough. What kind of car they rode in wasn't that important.

About five minutes later, a black, extended Lincoln slowly drove into the hospital gate. Its long and sleek body stood out among the ordinary cars.

The Lincoln logo on the front of the car gleamed in the sunset, exuding a calm and dignified aura.

The car came to a smooth stop in front of the two people. The driver quickly got out of the car and respectfully opened the back door.

Zhu Haiming's eyes lit up as he looked the car up and down, a hint of surprise on his face: "Xiao Wang, the car you called is impressive, a Lincoln Presidential Edition? That's not cheap. Can you really get a car like this by taxi?"

Wang Xiao waved his hand with a smile: "I was just lucky. The platform happened to have this kind of luxury car to choose from. I thought you were a senior, so I couldn't let you down. I just picked this one. Director, get in the car quickly."

Zhu Haiming sat in the back seat with some skepticism. The spacious and comfortable space and exquisite interior made him nod in approval, and his goodwill towards Wang Xiao increased even more.

This kid, though young, is quite capable; he's much better than those clueless young people who just bury themselves in surgery.

Wang Xiao got into the passenger seat and turned to the driver, saying, "Sir, please go to the bathhouse street."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Haiming immediately became interested and leaned forward to ask, "The bathhouse street? You've got a good eye for places, kid. But just give me something vegetarian, I'm getting old and don't want to embarrass myself!"

Wang Xiao turned around with a smile, "Of course, of course, the old director has refined tastes. That place has baths and massages, as well as some specialty barbecues. I discovered it by chance last year."

We arrived at the bathhouse street shortly after, and as soon as we got off the bus, a strong smell of smoke and fire hit us.

The streets were brightly lit, and the signs of various bathhouses and snack shops were tattered, some bright and some dim, all clearly old establishments.

Looking at the bustling scene before him, Zhu Haiming couldn't help but exclaim, "I never expected there to be such a wonderful place in Kunming. It's lively yet not chaotic, much more interesting than those high-end hotels."

Wang Xiao smiled and led the way: "Old Director, let's go to the bathhouse first to relax and relieve your fatigue from these past few days, and then we can grab some snacks. I often come to this Paradise on Earth; the environment is clean, and the massage techniques are quite good. I'm sure you'll like it."

The two entered the Paradise Bath Center, where a staff member warmly greeted them. Wang Xiao skillfully opened two adjacent VIP bath stalls.

Zhu Haiming hadn't had a proper rest in a long time. Stepping into the bath, the warm water enveloped his body, instantly dispelling the fatigue of the past few days. He felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

After soaking for about twenty minutes, the two dried themselves off, changed into bathrobes, and went to the massage area.

Wang Xiao directly selected four of the most skilled masseuses and said to Zhu Haiming with a smile, "Director, you've worked so hard for so long, let's have a good massage and relax."

Four young women entered the private room one after another, one of whom was an old acquaintance, Wang Wuchen.

Zhu Haiming's gaze unconsciously fell on one of the young women, who had large breasts, a slim waist, and a sweet smile. His eyes held a hint of amusement, clearly indicating that he was quite fond of her.

Wang Xiao observed all of this and casually pointed to Wang Wuchen beside him: "Wuchen, you massage me first, let me see if your technique has improved."

Wang Wuchen nodded and skillfully began to massage Wang Xiao. His technique was adept; whether massaging the shoulders and neck or kneading the lower back, he accurately targeted the acupoints.

Wang Xiao closed his eyes, feeling the familiar pressure, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips: "Not bad, your technique is more skilled than last time, you've improved a lot."

After saying that, he turned to look at Zhu Haiming and said with a smile, "Director, I see that your legs seem to be a little uncomfortable. Wuchen's technique is the best. Let her massage you. I guarantee she will make you feel very comfortable."

Zhu Haiming, whose legs were aching unbearably, immediately nodded upon hearing this: "Okay, okay, then I'll trouble you, young lady."

Wang Wuchen quickly moved to Zhu Haiming's side and focused on massaging his legs, especially his knees and calves, applying just the right amount of pressure. He would ask Zhu Haiming how he felt from time to time and adjust his technique accordingly.

Zhu Haiming had worked for decades, standing on the operating table year-round, resulting in severe leg strain. Wang Wuchen massaged him until his whole body felt refreshed, and the soreness and swelling instantly disappeared.

He leaned back comfortably in his chair, his eyes half-closed, a look of pure enjoyment on his face, and kept praising, "Young lady, your technique is so authentic, even more comfortable than the old Chinese medicine massages I used to see!"

Although Fang Yuan went to the capital for further studies, Wang Wuchen still consulted her remotely quite often, and his techniques have indeed become more and more professional.

Wang Xiao sat to the side, watching Zhu Haiming's contented appearance, secretly calculating the right opportunity.

After the massage, he suggested with a smile, "Old Director, now that the massage is over, how about we go downstairs for some barbecue and drinks, and have a good chat?"

Zhu Haiming nodded, still wanting more: "Okay, I'll do as you say!"

Wang Xiao specially invited Wang Wuchen and the busty girl that Zhu Haiming liked. The group went downstairs and entered the most popular barbecue restaurant on the street.

After finding a seat by the window, Wang Xiao ordered a table full of barbecue and two bottles of local specialty liquor, filling Zhu Haiming's glass to the brim.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Wang Wuchen and the young woman took turns urging Zhu Haiming to drink and serving him food. They were sweet-talking and knew how to please him, making Zhu Haiming beam with joy, his wrinkles crinkling together.

After a few glasses of baijiu, Zhu Haiming became more talkative, reminiscing about his time in the department, his tone full of nostalgia.

Taking advantage of Zhu Haiming's good mood, Wang Xiao raised his glass and toasted him, his tone respectful and sincere: "Director, I'm especially happy to be able to have such a good time with you today."

To be honest, I admire you immensely. You single-handedly built up our cardiac surgery department; it's a legend in our Second Hospital.

Zhu Haiming waved his hand with a smile and took a sip of wine: "That's all in the past, not worth mentioning. But you, Xiao Wang, at such a young age, you're so good at handling things, even more so than those pharmaceutical representatives who fawn over me. It's truly rare."

Wang Xiao was overjoyed, knowing the time had come. He put down his wine glass and said sincerely, "Director, you flatter me. I just like to think about these things in my spare time. If it makes you happy, I'm satisfied. Actually, I have another favor to ask of you today."

Zhu Haiming raised his eyelids, looked at Wang Xiao, and said with a smile, "Just tell me what's wrong. I'll do my best to help if I can."

Wang Xiao quickly said, "As you know, the department is currently vying for the provincial-level cardiothoracic disease center qualification. Although I want to perform more surgeries and accumulate more experience, I am still young and lack experience. There are still many things I don't understand about many complex surgeries."

"With Deputy Director Zhu suspended from operating the surgical team for another month, I'm really worried. Therefore, I would like to earnestly request that you join our Zhu Chunhua treatment team to guide me in surgeries and help me improve my skills."