Xie Mingsong is considered an experienced doctor at the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine, with rich clinical experience.
He hasn’t gone to sit in at the United South Chinese dicine Association or to the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, but his abilities are by no ans lacking. It’s just that as he’s gotten older, he’s beco used to staying at the District Hospital and is too lazy to move.
Besides, his status at the District Hospital is extrely high, and he might not have the sa treatnt if he were to go elsewhere.
So, he really doesn’t want to leave.
Anyway, going or not going to the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital doesn’t make much difference to his salary and treatnt.
Going to the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, he would be a chief Traditional Chinese dicine doctor, and not going, he still is.
Moreover, during his consultation days, many people register to see him, and his reputation among patients is growing.
From a humble intern to where he is today, he has surpassed his own expectations.
For Xie Mingsong, this is already very fulfilling.
When Lu Xuan and this batch of interns arrived at the District Hospital, the hospital actually arranged two interns for him. At that ti, he was also aware that Lu Xuan had excellent grades, but he delegated the task of selecting to Liu Rong.
After all, Liu Rong, being the chief of the internal Traditional Chinese dicine departnt, with an administrative position, was naturally the best person to handle the distribution of interns, and it allowed him to avoid offending anyone.
In addition, Liu Rong usually respected him quite a lot. Although Liu Rong wasn’t very capable, he was very respectful to an experienced doctor like him, always greeted him with a smile, and would always bring so good things from ho for them.
Over ti, people chose to turn a blind eye to the things Liu Rong did.
Xie Mingsong was inherently the typical nice person, not wanting to offend anyone, just wishing to manage his small domain, working when it’s ti to work, consulting when it’s ti to consult, and trying his best to serve every patient he sees.
Also, occasionally he would give so pointers to the two interns he was ntoring.
The two interns, as the nurses ntioned, one was the child of Liu Rong’s friend, and the other seed to be a relative of Liu Rong, calling him Uncle Cousin.
However, Xie Mingsong didn’t mind these things—ntoring is ntoring, and the interns allocated to the District Hospital were generally good. He didn’t necessarily have to choose the best, and since he was retiring in a couple of years, he didn’t plan on taking on any students.
Over the years, he had ntored quite a few students, and with retirent approaching, he was reluctant to take on even those two students.
If he’s going to ntor, he must be responsible.
He must be responsible not only to the students but also to the patients.
There’s no way he could allow two Traditional Chinese dicine practitioners who can’t even take a pulse to harm patients, right?
This, Xie Mingsong couldn’t do.
But if he took them on, he could forget about having a restful retirent.
Precisely considering these, when Liu Rong was allocating interns, he didn’t actively select anyone. Since he wasn’t taking any students, he’d just ntor them for one or two years—who wouldn’t work?
Furthermore, it was a favor to Liu Rong—why not?
The incident of Liu Rong driving Lu Xuan away was sothing Xie Mingsong heard about, but he didn’t say anything, nor did it stir any emotions within him.
As a chief Traditional Chinese dicine doctor, he had seen countless interns.
Every year, many interns co by—so good, so average, and so even better than Lu Xuan. Who would rember an intern who offended the chief of the internal Traditional Chinese dicine departnt and was driven away?
Don’t ntion him—the nurses at the District Hospital probably wouldn’t rember a young person being driven away by Liu Rong either.
Everyone is usually very busy; who has the ti to pay attention to a small intern?
If a nurse left, it would probably have a much bigger impact than an intern leaving.
And Lu Xuan leaving didn’t even cause a ripple.
Even the few nurses who were relatively well-acquainted with Lu Xuan only ntioned once that year that Lu Xuan left the District Hospital and went to the Health Center, and after that, no one ntioned it again.
After hearing about it, Xie Mingsong even thought at the ti, although everyone was in Yong City, the chance of encountering him again in this life was nonexistent.
After all, an intern who went to the Health Center nearly had a zero chance of returning to the District Hospital in this life.
But what he didn’t expect was that in less than a month, he would et this young man once driven away by Liu Rong again.
And in such circumstances.
Faced with Ji Huan’s situation, although he was a chief Traditional Chinese dicine doctor, in front of these top big shots in the ward at the mont, he obviously had no room to act and wasn’t interested in ddling in this ss.
But what completely surprised Xie Mingsong was that, in a helpless situation, Huang Beishan actually invited Lu Xuan.
At this point, Xie Mingsong felt a bit muddled; he didn’t know where the issue was, to cause such a situation: soone who was driven away from the District Hospital, unlikely to have any developnt, appeared before him as if a deity descended, and beca regarded by people like Huang Beishan as the future leader in Yong City’s Traditional Chinese dicine circle, a leading figure in Traditional Chinese dicine for decades to co according to Huang Beishan.
And this young man, only in his twenties, seed to be now the teacher of the acupuncture legend Zhou Jiande in Yong City.
The extent of his acupuncture prowess, making Zhou Jiande willingly beco his disciple, was unimaginable to Xie Mingsong.
Furthermore, Huang Beishan even admitted personally that Lu Xuan’s understanding of internal Traditional Chinese dicine was no less than his own.
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