Healing Doctor

Chapter 307 The Golden Phoenix That Flew Out of the Chicken Coop

One day later.

Although Zhao Zhe had decided to give up, he still harbored a glimmer of hope and wanted to give it a try.

What if? Well, I'm just idling around anyway.

Clinging to a sliver of hope, he pleaded with the director once more.

But what awaited him was a cold face.

Whether it's the head of the urology department or a staff member or section chief in the office, they all pass the buck to each other, turning a simple matter into a tacitly obstructive situation.

"Old Zhao, you're really dreaming that a pheasant will fly to the treetop and become a phoenix."

"The head doctor almost sent you to the ER a few years ago. Did you not know that, or are you pretending not to know? There's no way you'd be allowed to leave."

"Stop making a fuss, come back to your shift. Without you on duty, four days become three, it's exhausting."

When the doctors in the department saw Zhao Zhe walking out of the director's office looking dejected once again, they all said something.

Zhao Zhe lowered his head, speechless.

"Old Zhao." Someone came up and patted him on the shoulder. "Listen to me, stop messing around. You're as poor as a dog, why bother? Just work honestly and earn some money. You don't have to be strong in everything."

"The Second Affiliated Hospital is indeed a good place, and I don't know what kind of benefactor you met, but is that something you can dream of? Don't even think about it, the director definitely won't let you leave."

"We're far from the central government here, so even if you know some influential people, their influence can't reach Liaoyuan. Besides, this is a matter for the medical system. If they're willing to help you find a job at the Second Affiliated Hospital, will they really work there for you from start to finish?"

If you can't even change the situation yourself, stop complaining. Let me tell you, don't make this too ugly, or you won't be able to face each other again.

As he spoke, another doctor peeked out, saw that no one was outside, and then closed the door to the doctor's office.

"Old Zhao, the director said in front of us yesterday that you're dreaming if you think you can leave. If you can leave, the director said he'll kneel down at the highway intersection to see you off."

"The director is going to be promoted to vice president. He knows everyone, so it's like he can suppress you like a piece of cake. You think you can get away with this without the transfer paperwork? He won't just refuse to do it for you, he'll just keep passing the buck for years."

"Yes, how old will you be in a few years? I'm afraid the people at the Second Affiliated Hospital who are handling things for you won't be able to wait that long."

As Zhao Zhe listened to his colleagues' "consolation," the dark clouds overhead were constantly flashing with lightning, and a torrential downpour was underway.

He had already cried, but now there were no more tears. He stared blankly at the ground, his mind a complete void.

"Listen to me, go and apologize to the director, then come back to your shift."

"If you keep this up, you won't get away with it. Let's not talk about anything else. If you come back and keep running around to the government offices and looking for the director, you'll never get anywhere. Besides, without performance-based pay, you'll only get the basic salary every month? 3500 a month, you'll starve to death."

"Don't be so stubborn, it's pointless, Lao Zhao."

Everyone tried to persuade him, though I don't know why.

"Sigh." Zhao Zhe sighed deeply. "Fine."

After realizing that it was hopeless, Zhao Zhe made one last attempt. He was certain that he couldn't do it and had no choice but to give up.

"Knock knock knock~"

A knock came at the door.

Then the door to the doctor's office was pushed open.

"Dean Zou!" Several doctors, who had been lazily sitting in their chairs mocking Zhao Zhe, jumped up with increased agility upon seeing the person walk in.

"Where is your director?"

Dean Zou frowned and asked.

Zhao Zhe didn't notice Dean Zou, but instead saw a familiar figure behind him—Ji Xiang.

Why did Ji Xiang come with Dean Zou?

Zhao Zhe was bewildered; the shock was so immense that his mind went completely blank. He didn't even manage to say hello.

"Little Zhao." Dean Zou suddenly changed his expression and walked up to Zhao Zhe with a smile.

Seeing that Zhao Zhe looked blank and didn't greet him, he didn't mind, laughed, and reached out to take Zhao Zhe's hand.

"Our hospital has indeed nurtured a talented individual."

"!!!"

"!!!"

"!!!"

The urologists were stunned.

How could Dean Zou not know that the director was in his own office? He came directly to the doctors' office, saying he wanted to see the director, but actually he wanted to see Zhao Zhe first.

The thought flashed through their mind, and even the quick-thinking ones shuddered.

Seeing Dean Zou's attitude towards Zhao Zhe gave them an even worse feeling.

"Not bad, not bad, a golden phoenix has finally flown out of our chicken coop." Dean Zou held Zhao Zhe's hand, as if shaking hands, but also as if intentionally getting closer.

"After you go to the Second Affiliated Hospital, remember to come home often. Our Central Hospital is where you grew up. When the time comes, please come back to perform surgery. As a senior professor, you mustn't refuse."

Zhao Zhe was completely dumbfounded. He never expected that the dean would speak to him so intimately, like an old friend.

This matter was so sudden that Zhao Zhe, a chatterbox, couldn't utter a single word. He stood there dumbfounded, letting Dean Zou's hands tremble up and down, not knowing what to say.

"Hurry up and get the paperwork done. You have important business at the Second Affiliated Hospital." Dean Zou didn't nitpick at the simple-minded Zhao Zhe, nor did he find fault with his attitude. He pulled Zhao Zhe out of the doctor's office.

As the group's figures disappeared, a doctor muttered, "It's a ghost story."

"Why is Dean Zou being so polite!"

"Old Zhao is amazing! Who did he talk to? How could he get Dean Zou involved?"

Dean Zou arrived at the door of the director's office, then released Zhao Zhe's hand, turned back and smiled apologetically at Ji Xiang, and pushed the door open to enter.

"Director Xu." Dean Zou strode in.

"Dean, what brings you here?" The head of the urology department, seeing Zhao Zhe behind Dean Zou, felt annoyed and frowned, scolding, "Zhao Zhe, this is going too far! Why are you bothering Dean Zou with your trivial matters!"

"I...I..." Zhao Zhe's mind went blank.

"Dean Zou, did Zhao Zhe go to your place crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide? He's a real jerk, disgusting everyone he touches." The head of the urology department quickly smiled apologetically, "It's my fault for not handling things properly and causing you trouble."

"What are you saying?" Dean Zou winked at Director Xu, feigning displeasure, and said, "Xiao Zhao is a talented person; we should support him."

"Talent... He's just an attending physician... Dean, don't worry, I absolutely won't let that son of a bitch Zhao Zhe bother you again." The head of the urology department said viciously, "Zhao Zhe, did you hear that? If you still want to work here, you'd better behave yourself, or pack your bags and get out of here!"

"Director Xu..."

"Dean, we can't give this toad a friendly look," the head of urology quickly explained.

After saying that, he stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Zhe by the collar, and yelled, "You better behave yourself!"

"Snap!"

Suddenly, Dean Zou slapped the head of the urology department across the face.

(End of this chapter)