Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital Chapter 196: The Importance of Opportunity

Twelve o’clock noon.

Inside a restaurant outside Yanjing University.

Zhao Heng and Shu Xin sat facing each other.

"Senior, you were amazing just now. I saw all those students were completely stunned."

As soon as she sat down, Shu Xin spoke excitedly and happily.

"It was okay..."

Zhao Heng said dismissively.

He embodies the essence of most of the doctors at Eastern Hospital, and these vast skills and experiences put Zhao Heng at a very high level.

At this level, understanding Professor Li Hongwei’s research naturally surpasses the average university student, even those in graduate and doctoral programs.

This is why Professor Li Hongwei values Zhao Heng so much after just a brief conversation and is willing to give him special privileges.

Simply put, comparing Zhao Heng to them is like a dinsionality reduction assault!

"What do you an by okay? You totally crushed them, okay?"

Upon hearing Zhao Heng’s words, Shu Xin mumbled.

"I feel that your level is not far from that of the professors in our departnt."

Shu Xin paused and continued.

"Just say that; if others hear it, they’ll think I’m incredibly arrogant."

Zhao Heng laughed.

Actually, Shu Xin isn’t wrong. Zhao Heng, who embodies the essence of most doctors from Eastern Hospital, should definitely be better than a standard dical school professor; otherwise, Eastern Hospital wouldn’t be ranked among the top three hospitals nationally.

But due to issues of seniority and youth, Zhao Heng can’t be too high-profile for now.

"Strength is strength."

Shu Xin smiled and said.

"I noticed you seem to have decided to focus on self-dia developnt lately?"

Zhao Heng asked Shu Xin.

Lately, when he opened Bilibili, he noticed Shu Xiaong’s account has a high update frequency. Such frequent video updates indicate she’s devoted most of her ti entirely to creating videos.

"Yes, I feel the path of dicine is too exhausting."

Shu Xin said frankly.

She is currently in graduate school, but now it’s overly competitive. Without a doctoral degree, she can’t even enter a major hospital.

But by the ti she finishes her doctorate, she’d be nearly thirty, and her career would just be starting; reaching the age of forty and becoming an attending physician or even deputy chief physician—what does it matter? The best years of life, especially a woman’s pri, would be missed.

She’s only twenty-four and doesn’t want to devote her most beautiful decade to hospitals and labs.

"As long as you’ve made up your mind."

Zhao Heng nodded and said.

With so many people studying dicine nationwide, Shu Xin’s absence won’t be missed. Her family is quite well-off, and her self-dia career is thriving. There’s really no need to spend a lifeti in dicine.

"I knew you would support , Senior."

Upon hearing Zhao Heng’s words, Shu Xin said sweetly, smiling.

She has already decided to fully commit to the self-dia business at the beginning of next year after completing her graduate studies.

Of course, her family opposes this decision because, to the older generation, doing self-dia and short videos doesn’t compare to comfortably being a doctor.

"You have a foundation; it’s not a sudden impulse. If anyone tries self-dia without a foundation, they’ll hit a wall hard."

Zhao Heng spoke earnestly.

Shu Xin’s account, Shu Xiaong, on Bilibili has over three million followers. With that foundation, she can fully support herself in self-dia.

Those without any foundation who rush into the deep pit of self-dia are bound to hit a wall.

In today’s restless era, many young people are enticed by overnight fa on self-dia.

"That’s right. Actually, revenue from single videos based on clicks alone is quite low. Most self-dia inco cos from derivative channels."

Shu Xin nodded, agreeing strongly.

Her decision to go full-ti into self-dia isn’t impulsive; she has a complete and rigorous plan for her future activities.

While the two chatted, the server brought their dishes, and they ate and talked in a harmonious atmosphere.

After finishing lunch, Shu Xin brought Zhao Heng to the studio she ntioned.

With Shu Xin’s connections, she secured a deal where a video costs 500 yuan each. After filming, Zhao Heng bid farewell to Shu Xin and headed to the food street stall.

Five o’clock in the afternoon.

At Zhao’s Noodle Stall on the food street.

At this ti, so young people who finished work early had already arrived at the food street.

Thus, there were already a few diners at the stall.

Seeing Zhao Heng arrive, Zhao’s mom asked curiously, "Son, why are you off work so early today?"

"I went to Yanjing University for a lecture, took a day off."

Zhao Heng replied.

"Lecture? Son, you still have classes now?"

Zhao’s mom couldn’t comprehend; hadn’t her son already graduated?

"Old lady, what do you know? It’s learning as long as you live; even after starting work, you shouldn’t forget to learn."

Zhao’s dad said.

"Having knowledge is like standing on a mountain; you can see far and wide. Without knowledge, it’s like walking in a dark ditch, fumbling and toiling, and that’s really distressing."

Zhao’s dad paused, as if recalling sothing, and spoke with great vigor.

When Zhao’s dad spoke these words, he had a unique aura that felt very motivational and uplifting.

"Dad, where did you read the words you just said?"

When Zhao’s dad spoke, Zhao Heng felt the words were profound and simultaneously warm and relatable.

"Of course, I morized them following your grandfather."

Zhao’s dad smiled and replied.

"Oh yes, back then, whenever we t, your dad would say these things to ."

Zhao’s mom also smiled and said.

It was clear she was recalling the good tis of the past.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Heng gained new insights into his dad.

Back then, people suffered from a lack of opportunities. Otherwise, sotis Zhao Heng pondered that if soone as progressive and curious as his dad had a chance, he might have beco extraordinary.

Of course, in Zhao Heng’s eyes, his dad is impressive even now; at least developing the recipe for beef noodles shows great talent.

"Well said!"

At this mont, an elderly man with a head full of silver hair sitting in front of the stall, waiting for noodles, said.

"Young man, now not many rember these things!"

The elder further addressed Zhao’s dad.

The elder looked at least in his eighties, calling Zhao’s dad, who was almost sixty, a young man, which was normal.

Yet, after so many years, being suddenly called a young man felt rather novel to Zhao’s dad.

"Sir, were you able to tell the source of my earlier words?"

Zhao’s dad cautiously asked.

"Why not? Not only do I know which book those words are from, but I can also recite the entire series without missing a word."

The silver-haired elder confidently replied, waving his hand.

Upon hearing the elder’s words, Zhao’s dad couldn’t help but hold him in high regard.

The elder’s aura clearly showed he was a learned individual.

While saying this, the noodles were ready. Zhao’s dad brought the noodles over from behind the stall and placed them on the table in front of the silver-haired elder. He sat beside him and wiped his hands with his apron.

"Young man, let tell you..."

The elder did not imdiately eat the noodles but beca enthusiastic in conversing with Zhao’s dad.

And the silver-haired elder was pleasantly surprised that Zhao’s dad, despite not being very educated, had strong comprehension and intuition, and could engage in a lively conversation.

After hearing so much cliché and hypocrisy, the silver-haired elder found genuine, unpretentious voices from working people in Zhao’s dad, which felt refreshing.

Seeing the two n whose combined ages nearly hit one hundred fifty chatting so happily, Zhao Heng and Zhao’s mom exchanged glances and smiled.