"Xiao Zhao, when did you learn programming?"

Seeing Zhao Heng rapidly typing code, Gao Jun couldn't help but ask curiously.

People have limited energy; studying medicine is already quite consuming, so how could he have time to learn and master other skills?

"I picked up some during university because I was interested."

Zhao Heng replied while continuing to type.

Of course, he couldn't tell Gao Jun that these skills were picked up and fused from the hospital's medical equipment maintenance engineer.

However, his 'golden finger' can only acquire skills and experience related to medical personnel.

As for coding, though it seems impressive, it's actually just some basic code related to operating medical devices.

"You sure have a broad range of interests."

Gao Jun couldn't understand the basic code Zhao Heng wrote, but seeing Zhao Heng typing swiftly, he still felt a certain admiration.

Just as Gao Jun was intently watching Zhao Heng code, Xu Man Ni walked in. Seeing Gao Jun focused on watching Zhao Heng, she curiously asked, "What are you guys doing?"

"I'm watching Xiao Zhao write a program; he's come up with a small monitoring program that can be used in anesthesia."

Gao Jun replied casually.

"Huh? Writing a program?"

Xu Man Ni looked at Zhao Heng, who was rapidly typing on the keyboard, and felt a bit disoriented, as if this was some major tech company.

"This small program has a lot of potential. If done well, it might become a highlight in the anesthesiology department."

Gao Jun said happily.

"Alright, let's have dinner together later; my parents are also here."

Xu Man Ni nodded.

Hearing this from Xu Man Ni behind him, Zhao Heng stopped typing and turned around, saying, "Uh… I don't have to go, right?"

"You don't want to go?"

Xu Man Ni looked at Zhao Heng, her eyes suddenly becoming somewhat dangerous.

"I want to go, of course, I want to go."

Seeing Xu Man Ni's eyes, Zhao Heng quickly responded.

"Dream on, maybe another time."

Xu Man Ni laughed.

Meeting the girl's parents and meeting the boy's parents are entirely different.

If not preparing for marriage, generally, one wouldn't easily meet the girl's parents.

Zhao Heng and Xu Man Ni had just started, and marriage felt quite far off.

"Xiao Zhao, don't worry, you're still young."

Gao Jun, with a playful mindset, laughed and tried to fan the flames.

The time reached 6:30 PM.

At the hospital entrance.

Watching Xu Man Ni and Gao Jun leave, Zhao Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

If he had to meet Xu Man Ni's parents now, it would be quite stressful for him.

It was just a bit too early.

Although Zhao Heng was already a formal doctor at Eastern Hospital, he was just starting, and if he was to meet them, he should at least wait until he developed himself a bit more and matured in various aspects.

As Zhao Heng was about to head home, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Senior!"

Zhao Heng turned around and saw little cutie Shu Xin, standing beside her uncle Wang Yaoqing.

"Dr. Zhao."

Wang Yaoqing greeted Zhao Heng enthusiastically.

Since his old mother was hospitalized, he genuinely realized how well Zhao Heng was doing at Eastern Hospital.

For Wang Yaoqing, Zhao Heng was exceptionally valuable as a networking resource, someone to be well-nurtured.

"Senior, you're off work."

Seeing Zhao Heng, Shu Xin was quite pleased.

Although she came to the hospital almost every day to accompany her grandmother, she knew well enough not to disturb Zhao Heng lightly.

Moreover, while accompanying her grandmother, she learned that Zhao Heng already had a girlfriend, a pretty nurse in the operating room.

Although she felt down for a couple of days after hearing the news, she quickly adjusted.

Yes, now she had a pure admiration for the perfect male idol that Zhao Heng represented.

Just like that!

"Yes, just got off work."

Zhao Heng nodded.

"Dr. Zhao, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Why not join us? Please don't refuse."

Hearing this, Wang Yaoqing immediately seized the opportunity to maintain the relationship.

"Yes, Senior, we haven't properly thanked you for my grandmother's hospitalization; come eat with us."

"Don't worry, Senior, my uncle is loaded. Feel free to eat!"

Shu Xin looked at Zhao Heng with expectant eyes, playfully selling out her uncle.

"Uh…"

"Yes, Dr. Zhao, I see you're alone; join us."

Uncle Wang Yaoqing twitched his mouth at his niece's words, but he still invited Zhao Heng.

"Alright."

Zhao Heng thought for a moment, and seeing Wang Yaoqing and Shu Xin's sincere invitation, he nodded.

"Great, then let's go; I'll make the reservation."

Seeing Zhao Heng agree, Wang Yaoqing was delighted.

He was thrilled because previously, when arranging hospitalization and treatment for his mother, other attempts failed. With Zhao Heng, he could directly contact a top expert and immediately arrange hospitalization. This capability impressed Wang Yaoqing.

In life, everyone eats grains and cereals, facing headaches, fevers, or tummy troubles at times. Zhao Heng could become crucial in these critical moments.

"Senior, let's head off."

Shu Xin also happily told Zhao Heng.

Half an hour later.

Inside an upscale teppanyaki restaurant.

The three sat at the reserved table of Wang Yaoqing. They ordered quickly, and Zhao Heng noticed that Wang Yaoqing ordered a feast with Wagyu and lobster.

"Senior, you must be quite busy. I haven't seen you attend classes at school."

Shu Xin said from the seat opposite Zhao Heng.

Accompanying her uncle, Shu Xin naturally couldn't sit directly next to Zhao Heng.

"Yes, recently I've been busy with surgeries and writing papers, so it's been quite hectic."

Zhao Heng nodded.

"Dr. Zhao, could you share a bit about your research area?"

Wang Yaoqing asked with interest.

He owned a technology information-related company, maintaining interest in research and medical fields.

With this question, Shu Xin also looked at Zhao Heng with interest, as she was in medical school and naturally curious about such topics.

"The current paper is about brain function and consciousness recovery, but I'm also preparing a project proposal for developing a small program."

Zhao Heng thought it over before answering, without reservation towards Wang Yaoqing and Shu Xin.

"Program? Dr. Zhao, what kind of program?"

Originally just casually listening, Wang Yaoqing's eyes lit up upon hearing the word "program."

His company, a technology firm, dealt with program outsourcing. Of course, he didn't write programs himself; he hired people for that, overseeing and managing.

"In the long term, it's a health assistant monitoring health status; short term, a real-time data model for anesthesiologists, a kind of anesthesia assistant."

Zhao Heng explained.

Similar things are already on the market; however, those fitness bands, for instance, can only monitor heart rate, essentially a gimmick.

"Dr. Zhao knows programming?"

Intrigued by Zhao Heng's words, Wang Yaoqing's interest piqued further.

His company hit a bottleneck lately, thriving on past work, with no fresh ideas.

Lacking new ideas results in no new program development, leading to no growth points for the company, potentially going downhill.

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