Rebirth of a Doctor Without Regrets

"Don't we need to coax her?" Chu Youwei asked with a playful smile.

"Representative Chu, you did this on purpose, didn't you? Please sit down." Wang Xiao pulled out a chair for Chu Youwei in a very gentlemanly manner.

He naturally knew that Chu Youwei was referring to Fang Yuan, but he was more adept at knowing when to get closer to a girl and when to keep her hanging on.

Moreover, Wang Xiao was also interested in the serious business Chu Youwei wanted to discuss. Having worked as a pharmaceutical representative for so many years, this was the first time he had ever been served by another pharmaceutical representative.

Some doctors may find it annoying when pharmaceutical representatives are always pushing and lecturing.

On the other hand, pharmaceutical representatives will not seek out people who are not profitable.

Being approached by pharmaceutical representatives means you've already achieved some success, or at least have great potential.

Chu Youwei sat down and crossed her legs, her calves, tightly wrapped in black stockings, outlined smooth lines. She raised her hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear before her gaze fell on Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao picked up the kettle on the table and poured Chu Youwei a cup: "Representative Chu's personal visit must be about the cooperation on cosmetic suture materials, right?"

Chu Youwei was somewhat surprised, and her smile immediately faded. She took out an exquisite black sample box from her briefcase.

"Dr. Wang is indeed very straightforward. I'm here today to finalize a long-term cooperation agreement with you on cosmetic suture materials. This is Huamei Medical's core product—nylon monofilament sutures. They have uniform diameter, are highly resilient, and provide good concealment of postoperative scars. Currently, the Department of Plastic Surgery at Chungda First Affiliated Hospital and the Provincial Hospital are purchasing them in bulk."

"Oh?" Wang Xiao picked it up, looked at it, and then casually put it down, seemingly not caring much.

"Dr. Wang, you don't like it? This suture is cheaper than the domestic sutures your department is currently using, and it's stronger."

"That's okay, but not enough."

"Not enough? Dr. Wang means...?"

"The low rebate rate is one issue, but this nylon suture is also too plain. I want to give patients more options; your company should have absorbable barbed sutures and antibacterial sutures, right?"

Chu Youwei lowered her leg in surprise, leaning forward slightly.

This is Huamei Medical's latest product, which was just launched last month and has not yet been fully rolled out.

"Dr. Wang seems to know quite a bit about sutures, my apologies. But these high-end sutures are usually more of a concern for plastic surgery departments. Is it even necessary to use them in the emergency department?" Chu Youwei switched legs and crossed them.

"That's alright, we can charge according to the tiers of consumables." Wang Xiao glanced at her red-soled high heels and smiled somewhat mockingly, "Simple price discrimination marketing."

Chu Youwei felt increasingly uncomfortable looking at Wang Xiao's smile.

Originally, she wanted to bypass the head of the emergency department and find a junior doctor who was easy to seduce and manipulate, but she didn't expect to encounter a wolf in sheep's clothing.

"Dr. Wang is truly remarkable. Not only is his suturing excellent, but he also has a keen business sense. As for the rebate, we have already given you 15% of the amount due to being the attending physician."

"If I remember correctly, the attending physician's percentage is 20%. And if you talk to the head doctor, you should get at least 35%."

Although I'm not the head of the emergency department, your company isn't interested in other common consumables for the Second Hospital's emergency department, and I'm the only one with whom we have business dealings. So, I'm essentially in charge. How about this, give me 30%.

Chu Youwei sighed. She hadn't expected Wang Xiao to know so much about the industry's rebate rates. Oh well, 30% is still less than 35%. After all, the emergency department can handle high volume, and the company's profits won't be small.

"But there's still a problem," Wang Xiao frowned.

"Please speak." Chu Youwei's heart tightened, fearing that he would make another excessive request.

"I'm here from the cardiac surgery department to support the emergency department, and I probably won't be staying here for long. If I leave, please pass this commission to the next person in charge."

"Oh..." Chu Youwei nodded, then a meaningful smile appeared on her lips. "Dr. Wang, if I may be so bold, I think it will be difficult for you to leave the emergency department."

The two exchanged a glance, both understanding each other without saying a word.

Wang Xiao understood Chu Youwei's meaning: his cosmetic suturing skills had made him a revenue generator in the emergency department, and Director Gong would never let him go easily.

Chu Youwei picked up her water glass and gracefully touched the warm glass with her fingertips. "The cooperation is settled then. I'll draft the agreement when I get back and send someone to deliver it to you tomorrow."

As she spoke, she took out two gold-embossed concert tickets from her briefcase and pushed them in front of Wang Xiao. "This is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept these VIP seats for Liu Xinyue's concert next month. It's to thank you for your generosity and to wish us a successful collaboration."

Wang Xiao picked up the ticket and glanced at it. It must have been quite expensive. He then frowned and pushed it back, saying, "Representative Chu, this is official business. I cannot accept personal gifts."

"Oh, you're being too polite," Chu Youwei said with a smile, pushing the tickets back to you. "This wasn't paid for by the company; it's a personal gift to you. You're in the hospital every day; you need to relax a bit, right? Besides, I happen to have two extra tickets, so it would be a waste to just leave them there."

Is it exactly extra?

Wang Xiao looked at the tickets, hesitated for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Actually, I'm not that interested in concerts. If possible, I'd rather get some serum or foundation."

Chu Youwei was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Dr. Wang is really practical. Okay, essence foundation is fine, you can still use cologne, I'll bring you a few bottles of high-end brands next time I deliver supplies."

Wang Xiao reached out and shook hands with Chu Youwei, then saw her out of the emergency room.

The winter wind, carrying fine snowflakes, blew by, and Wang Xiao helped Chu Youwei put on her coat.

Chu Youwei pouted, and Wang Xiao followed her gaze. Fang Yuan was sitting on a bench in the small park outside the building, seemingly shivering from the cold.

"Aren't you going to go after her? This concert isn't for you." Chu Youwei covered her mouth and laughed, taking two steps forward in her red-soled high heels, then turned back to tease, "Of course, it's okay if you don't want to go. I'm free next week, I'd be happy to go with you."

Wang Xiao looked at Fang Yuan's huddled figure in the snow. She was only wearing a thin white coat, her shoulders were trembling slightly, her hands were tightly tucked into her pockets, and her head was bowed low as if she was secretly wiping away tears. She looked particularly pitiful.

"I'll go take a look." Wang Xiao waved to Chu Youwei and turned to walk into the small park.

Chu Youwei watched his hurried figure, smiled and shook her head, then disappeared into the outpatient building.

Wang Xiao walked quickly to the bench, stopped, and noticed that Fang Yuan's cheeks were red from the cold, her eyelashes were covered with wet tear stains, and even the tip of her nose was red.

Hearing footsteps, she abruptly looked up and saw Wang Xiao. A flicker of panic crossed her eyes, and she quickly lowered her head, hastily wiping her face with the back of her hand. Her voice was choked with emotion as she asked, "Why are you here?"

Wang Xiao didn't answer immediately, but instead took off the down vest he had just put on and gently draped it over her.

His body heat still lingered on her clothes, instantly dispelling the chill from Fang Yuan's body.

He sat down beside her, the snow on the bench pattering down. He asked softly, "It's so cold, why are you hiding here all alone?"

Fang Yuan pulled her down vest tighter around herself, still not looking up. "I've often heard people say that many surgeons have been married three or four times because there are always young and beautiful girls who have their eyes on them, and in the end, they all break up..."

"Silly girl, what are you thinking about?" Wang Xiao looked into her eyes, took out the two gold-embossed concert tickets from his pocket, and handed them to her: "Tickets to Liu Xinyue's concert next month, VIP seats. Interested?"

"Wow! How did you know that Liu Xinyue is my favorite?" Fang Yuan reached out to take the ticket, then withdrew her hand shyly, her eyes lighting up like stars with snowflakes falling.

"Yes, I... I specifically asked someone to help me get the tickets..."