Chapter Forty-Four: Completely Incomprehensible
"Hey kid, we meet again!"
Wu Youdao stood in front of Zhang Yang, narrowing his eyes and smiling at him. Hu Xin and the others were still staring with wide eyes, all looking like they didn't dare to believe it.
Changjing San Yuan specially recruited Zhang Yang, which was already unexpected and surprising. What surprised them the most was that Zhang Yang actually refused and did not respond to San Yuan's special recruitment.
Hu Xin and a few others, just like Mi Xue and Gu Cheng before, had their first impression that Zhang Yang must have gone crazy.
"Hello, Mr. Wu!"
Zhang Yang smiled slightly, and Wu Youdao's purpose he could guess a bit. Changjing San Yuan was able to attach such importance to him, an unknown student, which really moved his heart, but it didn't mean he would change his original intention.
He didn't want to spend his days cooped up in a hospital after finally getting a second chance.
"No matter what, I'm an old customer, you wouldn't want me standing here talking to you, would you?"
Wu Youdao burst out laughing, his laughter still carrying a hint of sarcasm, completely different from when he was in the hospital.
Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Old Wu, sorry about that. There's a small teahouse nearby, let's go there and sit for a while. We're all poor students, we can't afford to take you somewhere nice, please don't mind!"
Wu Youdao's straightforward personality was liked by Zhang Yang, and Wu Youdao personally showing up after school already represented great sincerity.
"Haha, great, I was just thinking of chatting with you!"
Wu Youdao didn't hesitate and agreed with a smile. The few of them stopped the topic they were discussing earlier and walked towards the outside of the school together.
When they went out, Zhang Yang and Wu Youdao walked in the front, whispering to each other. The three sisters Mi Xue followed behind them, while Hu Xin, Gu Cheng and Xiao Bin, the three old men, walked at the end, still muttering among themselves.
What they said was that Zhang Yang refused to go to the Third Hospital at noon, and several people did not quite believe it, repeatedly asking Gu Cheng and Mi Xue, until they confirmed it again and again before giving up.
The small teahouse Zhang Yang mentioned is a place that exists in his valuable memories. The previous Zhang Yang liked to come here to drink tea, although the place was small, but the taste of the tea and snacks were not bad.
The small teahouse was indeed not big. Because it was the weekend and also in the afternoon, there weren't many people here. When Zhang Yang and his friends arrived, there were still several empty tables inside.
Zhang Yang directly took Wu Youdao to sit down at a small table, while Hu Xin and others sat on one side. They had been here before and were familiar with the boss, so they directly ordered three pots of tea and some small snacks.
"Mr. Wu, this place is simple and crude, please forgive us!"
Zhang Yang poured a cup of tea for Wu Youdao, and his impression of Wu Youdao was quite good. He was an erudite and talented old Chinese doctor, with theoretical knowledge even richer than Zhang's own.
"Your name is Zhang Yang, right? I'll just call you Little Zhang then. Little Zhang, did Director Wang come looking for you at noon?"
Wu Youdao smiled slightly and didn't exchange pleasantries with Zhang Yang. He got straight to the point, asking a question while looking at Zhang Yang with interest.
It's not many people who can refuse a special recruitment, Zhang Yang's information he had looked through, just an ordinary college student, he also couldn't understand why Zhang Yang would refuse, but being able to refuse is a kind of courage, his interest in Zhang Yang grew more and more.
"Yes, I've already spoken with Dr. Wang at noon, and for the time being, I don't have plans to go to work, thank you for your kindness!"
Zhang Yang nodded slightly, Wu Youdao still looked at him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Yang's words once again expressed his refusal, he was telling Wu Youdao that if he came to persuade him to go to their hospital, then this matter didn't need to be mentioned again, he had no intention of going to the Third Hospital.
"I came today, not to persuade you to work at San Yuan, actually I'm not a person from San Yuan either, just one of the doctors they rehired!"
Wu Youdao smiled and shook his head, then took another sip of tea.
Although this teahouse is small and the tea leaves are ordinary, the brewed tea is quite good. Wu Youdao has some understanding of the art of tea and knows that the tea here is made with real spring water, which is rare in Longjing City where many small teahouses use tap water to brew their tea.
Zhang Yang was slightly stunned, but he didn't say a word, just smiled and looked at Wu Youdao.
"You don't want to go to the hospital, that's your choice. I just think that your excellent medical skills shouldn't be wasted like this and should be put to good use!"
Zhang Yang didn't say a word, Wu Youdao had no choice but to speak again. In Wu Youdao's heart, he was also somewhat surprised by Zhang Yang's performance, which didn't seem like that of an undergraduate who hadn't graduated yet. With just a few words, Zhang Yang took control of the conversation today and forced him to change his approach.
"Mr. Wu, why don't you just state your intention directly?"
Zhang Yang smiled lightly, Hu Xin and Mi Xue were all sitting beside him drinking tea, but no one spoke, they all pricked up their ears to listen, listening to Wu Youdao and Zhang Yang's conversation.
Just now when Zhang Yang refused again, Hu Xin was so angry that he wanted to go up and hammer him twice, or open his head to see if Zhang Yang had really gone stupid, repeatedly refusing the special offer of San Yuan.
This is a special invitation, if such a good thing happened to him, he would have hugged and kissed the person long ago.
He bowed his head and thought for a moment before Wu Youdao raised his head and said softly, "If you just want freedom and don't want to go to work, you can be like me, only accept the hospital's recruitment, sit in their clinic and treat patients. However, you are still a student, so at most you can only intern. If you're willing, I can let them recruit you as an intern, it's the freest internship!"
"Bang!"
Gu Cheng's cup suddenly fell on the table, spilling tea all over it and flowing onto his body.
Gu Cheng hastily wiped his body, with some embarrassment still on his face. However, no one noticed his embarrassment at this time, as several people stared at Wu Youdao with wide eyes.
Even special recruitment doesn't work, and they still think about hiring. If they agree to that, it's really stupid. Moreover, most of the recruited are temporary workers, and they have never heard of recruiting interns either.
Several people now secretly sympathize with Gu Cheng, regretting Zhang Yang's decision. They think it was Zhang Yang's refusal that led to the change in approach from special recruitment to public recruitment, causing Zhang Yang to miss a good opportunity.
Zhang Yang himself lowered his head and slowly thought about it.
After a while, he raised his head and asked softly: "I wonder how free can I be?"
Wu Youdao's eyes flashed with a bright light, and the smile on his face became even more intense. He said again: "You can set your own working hours, you are in the probationary period, there is no salary, but your bonus is directly linked to your salary, I can help you get the highest bonus standard!"
"That's okay, but I have two more conditions!"
Zhang Yang slowly nodded and stretched out two fingers. This time it wasn't just Gu Cheng, everyone felt their hands go limp and couldn't hold onto the cup anymore.
Listening to Zhang Yang, it seems like he wants to agree to this request. He doesn't respond to the special recruitment, but instead goes to respond to a job posting and becomes a temporary worker. Such an idiot, not only have I never seen one before, but I've also never even heard of one.
Zhang Yang's behavior today completely baffled us.