RPAGF Chapter 123 Forced into it!
Chapter 123 Forced into it!
Chapter 123 Forced into it!
"Senior brother, are we just leaving like this?"
After leaving the house, Zhou Minbo looked at Qu Yaomin with great confusion.
The hot wind at the end of October carried a faint fishy smell, which was further amplified by the heat.
Both Han City and Yi City are located near the Yangtze River and have similar flavors. Qu Yaomin and Zhou Minbo have become accustomed to this taste.
"People have their own aspirations, and you can't force them."
Zhou Minbo sighed softly: "Actually, I had already anticipated this outcome before I came here."
"It's a pity that reality isn't like a TV drama. This Guo Ziyuan didn't suffer any real-life beatings in the orthopedics department."
Zhou Minbo waved his hand: "When I was doing the background check on him, I dreamed of hearing the news that Guo Ziyuan was not well-liked in the orthopedics department."
"Unfortunately—no—"
"That monkey is a jerk."
"I've already sold the favor, and I know I can't take the person with me."
Qu Yaomin, of course, had no idea what Guo Ziyuan had experienced at the Han City People's Hospital. His eyes widened: "Senior brother, didn't you say that Director Wu agreed to let you come and meet Dr. Guo?"
Zhou Minbo certainly knew who the monkey Qu Yaomin was talking about was.
However, from Zhou Minbo's perspective, he did not like Guo Ziyuan's stubbornness, and Guo Ziyuan did not give the radiology department any face.
"He only agreed to let me make contacts, he didn't mean to help me make contacts."
Qu Yaomin was holding his phone at this moment, and took out more information that he had temporarily retrieved from the background check.
"Minbo, isn't being talented but not getting the recognition you always see in TV dramas?"
"Isn't being targeted by superiors something everyone's happy to see? Why didn't Guo Ziyuan encounter that?"
Qu Yaomin picked up her phone and showed it to Zhou Minbo, her face full of melancholy and regret.
He thought that Guo Ziyuan had been targeted and couldn't make a living at the Provincial People's Hospital, which was why he came to Yilan Central Hospital.
This gave him an opportunity.
However, things didn't go as planned.
That's not the case in reality.
After seeing the corresponding message on Qu Yaomin's phone, Zhou Minbo looked up, somewhat annoyed: "Senior brother—"
"So, if that's the case, then Director Wu of the orthopedics department is just playing you for a fool?"
"This Guo Ziyuan?"
"He ignored even professors and doctoral supervisors because of his mentor, an associate professor—"
Qu Yaomin smiled faintly: "Zhou Minbo, in your Yicheng Central Hospital, if you try to poach someone's employee, will the host family still help you draw the line?"
"Is the atmosphere really that good?"
"They're all old foxes, just playing at being ghosts, trying to save face."
Qu Yaomin put his phone away: "This young man named Ding Xianqi must have saved Guo Ziyuan's life, or they have secretly recognized each other as father and son."
"Otherwise, I really can't find any other reason!"
It's perfectly normal to change your teacher's school while studying.
After all, not all students have the opportunity to meet a doctoral supervisor-level master's thesis advisor.
If your supervisor is not a doctoral supervisor, you can only switch to a doctoral supervisor to continue your doctoral studies.
This is a rule that has been in operation for many years!
But when it came to Guo Ziyuan, he did the exact opposite.
The Department of Orthopedics at the Provincial People's Hospital is a strong department. So how could Qu Yaomin possibly persuade such a stubborn person who even many department heads couldn't convince?
Director Wu Jianguo recognized this, so he generously did Qu Yaomin a favor.
You have to swallow this bitter pill with gratitude.
Zhou Minbo had spent a long time working at Yichang Central Hospital and considered himself to have seen many techniques, but today he felt that he had truly broadened his horizons.
The distance between Yishi East Railway Station and Yishi Central Hospital is neither far nor close.
After calculating the time, Guo Ziyuan arrived at the station exit fifteen minutes before Ding Xianqi's arrival time.
Upon arriving at the destination, Guo Ziyuan sent a message to his master.
Because the Yilan high-speed rail line has many tunnels, Ding Xianqi didn't reply immediately. A full seven minutes later, he finally replied, "Okay!"
"Master, let's talk about it when you arrive. Please rest a bit more."
Fifteen minutes later, Guo Ziyuan saw his master, Ding Xianqi.
In Guo Ziyuan's memory, Ding Xianqi had two faces.
But when Guo Ziyuan saw Ding Xianqi again, he still couldn't find the face that was most deeply etched in his memory.
Master has bald patches, but this is only the beginning of bald patches, and the large-scale ones in my memory don't match.
There are no crow's feet wrinkles, the vertical lines on the forehead are not deep, there is no gray hair, and no gray temples.
Ding Xianqi walked out with a serious expression, pushing a suitcase, and said in an icy tone, "All you do is cause me trouble."
Guo Ziyuan gave an irrelevant answer: "Master, I've already taken a taxi, and we'll be there in three minutes."
"I've already made reservations for dinner."
There are two reasons why Guo Ziyuan did not invite Qu Yaomin and Zhou Minbo to dinner.
First, Ding Xianqi is coming, so I don't have time.
Secondly, Guo Ziyuan currently has no spare money.
Ding Xianqi was far less open-minded than he had been in his previous life. Because of his high position, he took many things lightly, had a refined and scholarly demeanor, and was confident in his ability to control everything, so he often smiled.
They can handle everything calmly.
Ding Xianqi, even now, still retains a childlike quality: "I'm asking you a question, have you sold yourself out?"
Ding Xianqi almost grabbed Guo Ziyuan by the ear.
Guo Ziyuan shook his head, far more composed than Ding Xianqi: "Master, no."
At this moment, Guo Ziyuan even had a feeling that his teacher and his own position were exactly the same as his teacher and his own position in his previous life.
Now, Ding Xianqi is in a panic.
Ding Xianqi calmed down a bit after learning the result.
After Guo Ziyuan put down his luggage and the two got into the car and sat in the back seat, Ding Xianqi asked in detail, "Did you see Director Qu from our hospital? What did you talk about?"
Guo Ziyuan also released all of his conversations with Professor Qu Yaomin without any concealment.
When the number of millions was mentioned, Ding Xianqi's face twitched as if he had entered a disco.
When the topic turned to adding another million, Ding Xianqi's face trembled even more.
Those eyes, which hadn't been cloudy for a while, suddenly looked much older, and Ding Xianqi seemed to age a lot in an instant as well.
When Guo Ziyuan mentioned five million and the academic leader.
Ding Xianqi finally couldn't hold back any longer, swallowing hard, "You still haven't agreed?"
"Don't you understand what 'discipline leader' means?"
Ding Xianqi knew that Guo Ziyuan was a test-taker from a small town. For Guo Ziyuan, being able to get into the professional master's program at the Provincial People's Hospital was already a great honor for his family.
If Guo Ziyuan can stay at the Provincial People's Hospital, he will be considered to be among the top tier of people in the entire town.
Even if you don't reach the summit, you can still move around without falling behind.
There are countless towns and cities across the country, but very, very few people can find such a respectable job.
He was admitted to the Provincial People's Hospital and became an associate professor, which made him a "distinguished person" in the entire county.
If one could become a professor or a full professor, even within the social circles of Yishi, a prefecture-level city, one would be considered a respectable figure.
But even so, he is still two levels away from being a leading figure in a subject area in a province.
The first level is the head of the ward.
The second level is the most prominent figures in the entire province —
Only after achieving this level are you qualified to aspire to the title of academic leader.
Guo Ziyuan's gaze was gentle: "Master—I don't know what the concept of an academic leader is."
"But that doesn't matter."
For a fleeting moment, Ding Xianqi wondered if Guo Ziyuan had a problem with his sexual orientation, and whether he was a perverted gay man!
He doesn't like women, he only likes men, and he's the kind of weird gay man who likes middle-aged men!
However, considering that he was a beneficiary of Guo Ziyuan's filial piety, Ding Xianqi dared not think in such an extreme direction.
Ding Xianqi then asked the driver, "Sir, would you mind if I had a cigarette?"
The driver smiled and replied, "My cigarettes are in the box on the passenger seat. I'll pull over and get them for you."
Ding Xianqi quickly handed a cigarette to the driver and then opened the rear window.
The ride-hailing driver pulled over, but instead of taking out a cigarette, he lit it with a lighter before merging back into the lane.
The smoke exhaled by Ding Xianqi was dispersed by the wind and disappeared after only a second.
"What exactly are you thinking?"
"You're always pressuring me like this, you need to have a plausible reason, right?" Ding Xianqi wasn't stupid, nor was he an orphan.
When he encounters problems he can't understand, he can also seek advice from others to analyze the root cause.
In the past, Ding Xianqi could understand Guo Ziyuan's persistence as a sign of unwavering loyalty.
Now, everyone in the department has already made huge concessions to Guo Ziyuan, but Guo Ziyuan still insists that he only recognizes Ding Xianqi.
Ding Xianqi felt that there were reasons behind it.
Guo Ziyuan's tone was calm and relaxed: "Master, I feel that with your and Grandmaster's guidance, that's enough."
"I want to spend more time delving into my major, rather than getting bogged down in philosophical questions like where I'm going."
"There are quite a few doctoral supervisors in the department, and there are other concerns about who to choose."
"I'm young and too lazy to come up with these reasons to convince myself and others, so I just stick to one principle."
"Anyway, there's no rush."
Guo Ziyuan cannot use the sword from his past life to slay the greed of this life.
The reason why Ding Xianqi might have suffered a medical accident is illogical.
"You can be in no hurry, but you're going to push your master to the brink of death?" Ding Xianqi flicked his cigarette ash while tilting his chin and scrutinizing Guo Ziyuan's mouth with a look that was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry, but he was definitely aggrieved.
My advisor, an associate professor, was being targeted by his own student, and I didn't dare to show my face.
What's the point of me being an associate professor and a mentor?
This is a dilemma even more severe than moral blackmail!
At least, Ding Xianqi would find this dead end very difficult to solve.
Guo Ziyuan, however, was quite understanding: "Master, I asked you to recommend a teacher for me, but you can't give me one."
"If you let me choose, I have already made my choice."
"This puts me in a difficult position too—"
Ding Xianqi started cursing: "Meeting you is the worst luck I've ever had."
Ding Xianqi now understands an old saying.
Raising children is like taking on a debt.
Parents worry a lot when their children are not successful.
When a child is too successful, the parents have to worry more.
A firewood-cooked meal by the river.
There are no private rooms, only VIP seats.
After letting Ding Xianqi order the food first, Guo Ziyuan went to get two bottles of wine.
Before Ding Xianqi could even offer a warning, Guo Ziyuan said, "Master, I've already finished get off work. I took the afternoon off."
"I'm just a lackey—"
Guo Ziyuan first clarified his identity as an assistant doctor, not the attending physician.
Even if there's something extremely important happening in the department or hospital, you can't find the attending physician.
In the hospital, only interns are considered to be "assistants".
"Director An called me before I came."
"Director An said that you may have hit the radiology department's weak spot somewhere while reviewing the images."
Ding Xianqi lit the lighter, his hands trembling: "What exactly did you do? How can you be better at analyzing films than the radiology department?"
To outsiders, this sounds like a discussion of some taboo topic.
As Guo Ziyuan poured the wine, he replied frankly, "Master, I was forced into it."
"What do you mean 'forced'? Who forced you?" Ding Xianqi asked, exhaling a smoke ring in confusion.
The smoke rises gently.
"Master, this is your eighth one already. You're not usually this addicted," Guo Ziyuan advised.
Ding Xianqi was a little annoyed that Guo Ziyuan didn't answer directly: "Don't worry about me, it's all your fault."
"Push yourself to the limit!"
Guo Ziyuan looked around and said, "Master, you said before that what I wrote was taboo."
"But to some extent, identifying the flaws and shortcomings is the best way to break the deadlock."
"For example, why was I, Guo Ziyuan, the way I was before?"
"I am Guo Ziyuan, a test-taker from a small town. My family's connections only extend to the county town."
"All my relatives combined are just patients seeking treatment at Huazhong University of Science and Technology Union Hospital, Huazhong University of Science and Technology Tongji Hospital, and Hubei Provincial People's Hospital in Wuhan."
"Before I started graduate school, I didn't even know what SCI should look like."
"Guo Ziyuan, who has no money, no ability, no connections, and no resources, should not be able to pursue a doctorate."
"Your family background is fixed, and so are your money, connections, and resources."
"So if I want to break out of this predicament, the only way is through ability. If I don't break through, I deserve to be frustrated for the rest of my life!"
"Apply this decomposition method to the emergency department."
"What do you suggest we do?"
After Guo Ziyuan finished speaking, he chuckled softly.
He thinks like an adult Guo Ziyuan, so everything he does is carefully considered: "If I don't know, if I can't analyze it, I can still be carefree and happy."
"But I understand now, at least I'll start thinking in that direction."
"Then you'll have no choice but to study like crazy, and desperately try to find a way to break this deadlock!"
"Master, you told me that!"
"Guo Ziyuan, for ordinary people, pursuing a doctorate is also about finding a job."
"Whether you have a doctorate or a master's degree, you'll eventually become a doctor."
Guo Ziyuan paused slightly at this point, then continued, "To be a good trauma surgeon, mastering hemostasis is crucial to saving a patient's life. Therefore, hemostasis is the most fundamental skill in trauma surgery."
"Mastering debridement techniques increases the chances of resolving trauma problems encountered by emergency patients earlier, making debridement a core fundamental skill in trauma surgery."
"You can encounter all of these in the emergency room."
"But there's more!"
"When my abilities are limited and my skill level is average, if I can make a good diagnosis, I can give patients a better chance of survival."
"Because the more accurate the diagnosis, the better it can give the patient a chance to survive, and allow others to find a suitable specialist to treat these diseases."