My daily work as a doctor: My treatment value is increasing.

The defenses for all departments in the hospital have been completed, and the atmosphere of graduation is getting closer and closer.

The counselor started notifying everyone in the group to submit various materials and pick up their graduation gowns...

Graduation season is the time when counselors are at their most irritable. They are usually quite easy to talk to, but at this time they are like tyrannosaurus rex.

Because they were so busy, no one dared to ask too many questions; they would only ask cautiously when they really couldn't solve a problem.

One problem after another, seemingly endless, not only gave counselors a headache but also left students bewildered.

Of course, the most important thing for recent graduates is finding a job!

What kind of job are you looking for? Where do you want to work?

Lu Renxin was always torn between staying in Guanghai or going home to Shanchuan Province, the place where he grew up.

After decades of hard study, I have finally completed my medical studies. After countless nights and shifts, I have finally stood at the crossroads of my life.

Staying in Guanghai City offers access to cutting-edge medical technology, advanced diagnostic and treatment equipment, comprehensive opportunities for further education and research, higher salaries, and better benefits.

But rent and high living costs are problems.

He drifted aimlessly in the vast city, forced to face all the storms of life alone day after day.

Returning to my hometown, the work pressure is much lower than in big cities, and my work and rest schedule is relatively regular.

My parents are right beside me. They are both getting old and their bodies are weakened by years of hard work, especially my father, Lu Huaishan.

He is an only child, and the burden of caring for his two elderly parents rests on his shoulders. If he returns to work in Shanchuan Province, at least he can get there quickly if needed.

However, the limitations are also obvious: medical resources are limited, technology updates are slow, and professional capabilities are prone to stagnation in the long run.

Lu Renxin was so worried that he had a headache. He asked his parents for their opinions, but they only told him to make the decision. However, their words implied that they still wanted him to come back to their side.

In the end, he didn't think too much about it and just submitted his resume to the hospitals that were hiring. He figured he'd just submit it first and see what happened later.

Compared to his busy schedule, Lin Bo and Wang Jingyao were quite unhurried.

Wang Jingyao wasn't in a hurry, and Lu Renxin understood. With the support of his mentor and the assurance that he could stay in the hospital, he naturally had nothing to worry about.

He looked down on all other hospitals and waited for the interview to begin without giving it any thought.

Going all in is a kind of wisdom, but Wang Jingyao's behavior of putting all his eggs in one basket and leaving no way out is still too much of a gamble.

What if? What if something goes wrong?

As for Lin Bo, Lu Renxin asked him about him out of curiosity.

His answer was quite straightforward: with a casual toss of his head revealing a side-swept fringe, he replied, "No rush. If I can find one, I'll find one; if not, I'll take a gap year."

As expected, someone with family backing them up has the confidence to back them up.

……

Before the students graduated, He Ping announced some news to everyone—the department would be holding its annual meeting for proctology next week.

This was a long-standing tradition in the department, mainly for "academic exchange" and "year-end summary".

It was supposed to be held before the Lunar New Year, but last year Guanghai City launched a major investigation into the medical system, and the leaders of several hospitals were successively dismissed.

For safety reasons, He Ping looked around for a long time until he was sure the storm had passed before finally deciding to continue the event.

The conference was sponsored by Tiancheng Pharmaceutical, a wealthy company that was on very good terms with He Pingzheng.

With its support, He Ping invited many renowned experts in the industry to give lectures.

These students were mainly responsible for leading the way, signing in, preparing materials, and so on, working tirelessly to ensure the success of the meeting.

During the two academic lectures, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, some audience members took notes attentively, while others were drowsy.

In the evening, it was time for the dinner.

It was less of an annual meeting and more of a matchmaking agency for exchanging favors.

The bigwigs entered the private room surrounded by sponsors, while students like Lu Renxin were seated at a large round table in the outer hall.

Even in the lobby, the environment of this high-end hotel is by no means inferior, with bright lights and waiters in uniform walking around serving dishes.

The table was laden with exquisite dishes, including cold dishes, hot dishes, desserts, and drinks, filling the hall with their aroma.

The displayed liquors, in particular, were very eye-catching; they were the expensive and hard-to-buy XX liquor.

With Lu Renxin's current salary, it would take him at least two or three months to save up enough to buy one bottle.

He buried his head in his food and ate voraciously. The roast duck was delicious, and the lamb chops were very flavorful and tasty!

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Director He staggered slightly as he walked up to the high platform in the middle of the hall.

He immediately attracted everyone's attention; his face was flushed, and he reeked of alcohol, clearly showing signs of intoxication.

But his eyes were bright and full of self-satisfaction.

He Ping's face was full of smiles. He took the microphone, cleared his throat, and his voice was slightly hoarse due to the alcohol, but his words were full of confidence.

Every word he said was about how the department had been developing better and better in recent years, with increased funding, all because of his effective management and wise decision-making.

During the meal, everyone wore fawning smiles and offered timely applause and praise.

Praises poured in, all flattering Director He.

He was praised for his outstanding abilities and strong network of connections, making him the undisputed pillar of the department.

Compliments, toasts, and polite laughter mingled and echoed through the brightly lit banquet hall.

This was his moment of glory. Under the influence of alcohol, He Ping couldn't help but blurt out his true feelings: "Everyone, things are going so well for me!"

……

But things are unpredictable. Just five days later, Lu Renxin saw He Ping again in the department.

His face was full of sorrow and ashen, as if he had aged ten years overnight.

Her usually neatly styled hair was slightly messy, and she hadn't shaved her stubble. She was nowhere to be seen with the same spirited demeanor she had at the banquet.

Just as Lu Renxin was puzzled, he received news from Lin Bo: Dean He had been dismissed.

"What?" He was shocked by the explosive news, and his voice couldn't help but get a little loud.

Lin Bo quickly covered his mouth with his hand: "Keep your voice down, the hospital hasn't issued an announcement yet, this is information I got through my family's connections."

Lu Renxin quickly nodded, indicating that he would not make a fuss anymore, and Lin Bo then let go of his hand.

"Of course it's true. I even know why he went in—including taking kickbacks, being a pre-selected candidate, and insurance fraud..."

He continued muttering to himself, and every word he uttered was chilling:

"Oh, and the bridge that our hospital is building, it's also the contractor he appointed, and he also accepted bribes."

"No wonder they deducted our performance bonuses. I wonder how much Director He was involved in," Lin Bo whispered in Lu Renxin's ear.

It must involve quite a few people, otherwise Director He's expression wouldn't be so grim.

Lu Renxin couldn't help but recall the night of the annual meeting, when He Ping looked so spirited on stage.

Seeing him rising from a tall building, seeing his banquet guests, seeing his building collapsed.