Once Shu Xin's family of three left the office, Huang Jincheng looked at Zhao Heng with a smile that was not quite a smile and said, "Xiao Zhao, that can't possibly be your grandmother, right?"

"The director saw right through it."

Zhao Heng chuckled awkwardly. Huang Jincheng had seen his fair share of situations, and if he couldn't tell whether she was Zhao Heng's real grandmother, he would have wasted his years of experience.

"Just say it directly next time, no need for these subterfuges."

Huang Jincheng spoke straightforwardly.

"Got it, Director."

Zhao Heng nodded obediently.

"You are young. While being steady is good, you should still have the sharpness of youth. As doctors, we often say we are here to cure and save lives, but if we can't even take care of the people around us, wouldn't that be a failure?"

Huang Jincheng said with a sigh.

Zhao Heng was the young man he had high hopes for, although it seemed that the anesthesiology department had already claimed him.

"Xiao Zhao, you might want to consider cardiac surgery. With your professional competence, you are very suited to this field."

He paused and then said earnestly.

Originally, his most capable and impeccable doctor was Song Chen.

But now Song Chen had left, leaving Huang Jincheng feeling suddenly short-handed. If Zhao Heng were to come to the cardiac surgery department, he could fill the gap left by Song Chen's departure instantly.

"Director, I'm doing quite well in the anesthesiology department and don't currently have plans to switch."

Zhao Heng politely declined Huang Jincheng's offer.

"I know you're doing well in anesthesiology, but although anesthesiology is vital, it doesn't quite compare to the achievement of performing surgery and saving a patient's life. But you're still young, with plenty of time. The doors of the cardiac surgery department are always open for you."

Huang Jincheng wasn't surprised to hear Zhao Heng's response. In the anesthesiology department, there was Gao Jun. Zhao Heng's path there was smooth.

But Huang Jincheng was confident that sooner or later, Zhao Heng would turn to surgery. It was an intuitive feeling, or perhaps it was something that all aspiring young doctors pursued.

"If the director needs anesthesia for surgeries, just let me know."

Zhao Heng reciprocated the gesture.

Not to boast, but with the combined anesthesiology experience and techniques passed down from Professor Huang and Gao Jun, he could handle the anesthesia for any surgical operation at Eastern Hospital.

"To have such confidence is commendable, so I won't be polite in the future."

Normally stern, Huang Jincheng smiled at Zhao Heng's words.

Even though he couldn't bring Zhao Heng to the cardiac surgery department, having a skilled anesthesiologist ready to assist was also a good thing for such a purely surgical department.

After leaving Huang Jincheng's office, Zhao Heng was filled with mixed emotions.

Not long ago, how could an expert like Huang Jincheng have taken notice of someone like him, standing by the surgical instruments in the operating room?

"Senior!"

Zhao Heng had just exited the office when he saw Shu Xin standing at the side, seemingly waiting for him.

Today, Shu Xin still wore her youthful clothes, giving off a sunny, vibrant energy typical of a young girl.

"Why are you still here?"

Zhao Heng asked curiously.

"Uncle took Grandma to complete the inpatient procedures and told me to wait for you here. He said he'd like to thank you properly this evening."

Shu Xin said with a smile.

"There's no need to thank me. It's just a small favor."

Zhao Heng waved it off, indicating that it was a minor matter.

Sometimes the difficulty of a task varies from person to person.

Like getting an appointment with an expert to have Huang Jincheng see a patient today might seem difficult to others.

However, since Zhao Heng was already favored by Huang Jincheng, he was more than willing to extend this courtesy, making it rather simple to accomplish.

"Senior, I never expected you to have established yourself so well at Eastern Hospital."

Although Shu Xin had thought highly of Zhao Heng since they first met, today's events still left her a bit taken aback.

"It's not as exaggerated as you think. It's mainly because in anesthesiology, I interact with surgical doctors more often."

Seeing Shu Xin's admiring expression, Zhao Heng felt a bit pleased internally, but he didn't want to boast excessively.

After all, there are always others who are better, beyond the mountains, there are more mountains, and outside the house, there is still the atmosphere.

"That's still impressive."

Shu Xin said admiringly.

She's not just an ignorant little girl. Her uncle had been navigating North City for years and believed he was doing well, yet he couldn't solve Grandma's medical issues.

This Zhao Heng sorted it out with just a few words; if that's not impressive, what is?

"I'm off. Call me if you need anything."

Zhao Heng said decisively, as he still had many things to do today.

"Senior, what time do you get off work? Uncle said he still wants to treat you to dinner."

Seeing that Zhao Heng was about to leave, Shu Xin said reluctantly.

"There's no need for dinner."

After saying this briefly, Zhao Heng waved at Shu Xin and left the cardiac surgery department.

Watching Zhao Heng's departing figure, Shu Xin suddenly felt a touch of melancholy.

Before long, outside the ward,

the director arranged for Shu Xin's grandma to be placed in a private room, which was already quite a privilege.

"How did it go with Dr. Zhao?"

Wang Yaoqing asked his niece.

Being a businessman, he naturally had his own methods.

He was well-versed in inviting people to meals and building relationships.

"Senior said he was busy."

Shu Xin looked at her uncle, pouting as she spoke.

"Is he that busy?"

Wang Yaoqing asked unexpectedly, puzzled.

"Senior just doesn't like your method of inviting people to dinner."

Shu Xin told him.

She simply felt that some of her uncle's approaches were too utilitarian.

Take his attitude towards Zhao Heng; it shifted dramatically just because Zhao Heng resolved Grandma's medical issues.

"What do you know, child? I dare say your senior is deeply skilled and tactful."

Wang Yaoqing said, feeling somewhat helpless toward his niece's constant jabs.

He was well-traveled and understood that getting the director of Eastern Hospital's cardiac surgery department to help is no easy feat.

The fact that Zhao Heng could accomplish this suggested that he was far more competent than he appeared. The more this was the case, the more Wang Yaoqing felt that Zhao Heng was worth associating with.

It was only because of his mother's illness that he realized how crucial it was to know a competent and professional doctor.

"Alright, I'll handle this matter."

Looking at his spoiled niece, Wang Yaoqing said with resignation.

"Don't use your business tactics on Senior; he won't like it."

Shu Xin advised her uncle again.

"What are you talking about? Since you started college, everything you've eaten, worn, and used has been earned through those methods."

Wang Yaoqing said, somewhat irritated.

Since his sister and brother-in-law divorced and formed new families, he had raised his niece, practically treating her like his own daughter.

He hadn't realized that his excessive indulgence had contributed to Shu Xin's current attitude.

"Alright, alright, I'll take care of you in your old age, okay?"

Shu Xin replied in a perfunctory tone.

"I... "

Hearing this, Wang Yaoqing nearly lost his breath.

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