Chapter 2: What makes you say my mom isn't sick?

  Zhang Changhai got off the car and looked at the many people around him who were secretly staring, couldn't help but frown, and subconsciously glanced at Guo Haiyun.

  He has a pretty good relationship with Guo Haiyun, they've known each other for over a decade. This time he can't help but sigh for Guo Haiyun, really don't know what's wrong with Old Guo, bringing in such a country bumpkin.

  Originally, Zhang Changhai still had some illusions about the person recommended by Guo Haiyun, but when he saw the real person, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. This kid didn't look like a doctor at all, let alone a doctor, and it was even questionable whether he had attended school or not.

  Zhang Changhai muttered to himself, and Wang Xu, who was the last to get off the bus, also muttered to himself: "This big city is indeed a big city, even the hospitals are so luxurious..."

  On the one hand, Wang Xu muttered to himself, on the other hand, he casually sized up the outpatient building in front of him. It had to be said that the First Affiliated Hospital of Yuncheng was quite good. After entering the gate, there was a spacious courtyard, and the entire courtyard was well-landscaped. After passing through the spacious courtyard, the tall outpatient building stood facing him.

  This outpatient building has at least five floors, magnificent and majestic. At this time, the people in and out of the clinic are coming and going, indeed a large hospital, with a flow of people of at least over a thousand.

  "Xiao Xu, put your luggage in the car first, I'll take you to register, and then arrange a place for you to stay." Seeing Wang Xu got off the car with his luggage still on his back, Guo Haiyun was also speechless, thinking that Wang Xu was being too unreasonable.

  Of course, Guo Haiyun was not particularly angry either. He also understood Wang Xu and didn't think much of it, but he did face a lot of pressure and sighed in his heart.

  Wang Xu heard this and hastily threw the backpack behind him back onto the car, anyway there was nothing valuable in it, just a few sets of clothes for changing.

  After Wang Xu put down his backpack, Guo Haiyun and Zhang Changhai led him to the hospital. As they walked, people passing by couldn't help but stare at Wang Xu, pointing and whispering, making Wang Xu feel very annoyed.

  "I remember it was my first time coming to Yun City, why are these people looking at me like I owe them money and haven't paid back?" Wang Xu muttered to himself.

  He didn't know that although he didn't owe these people money, he had snatched the rice bowl from others. Would they give him a good face?

  Three people walked all the way in and came to the office building behind, went up to the fifth floor and directly arrived at the Dean's office.

  Looking at the sign on the office door, Wang Xu was puzzled again. As a newcomer, it was already good that someone from the personnel department came to pick him up, but he actually came to the dean's office as soon as he arrived?

  However, it was clear that Wang Xun had been too hasty in his assumption. He pushed open the office door and was startled by what he saw inside - the large office was packed with people, leaving barely enough room for him, Guo Haiyun, and Zhang Changsheng to squeeze in.

  As Wang Xu and the three others walked into the office, everyone inside immediately shifted their gaze to Wang Xu. Upon seeing his appearance and attire, many people couldn't help but let out a sigh and shake their heads in dismay.

  Tian Minghui subconsciously scratched his hair, really didn't know what to say, Guo Haiyun actually recommended such a person, even if you go somewhere else for an interview, you should at least dress up and wash your face, how can this be... decent.

  Although puzzled in his heart, Tian Minghui, as the dean, couldn't ignore Wang Xu in front of Guo Haiyun, and could only squeeze out a stiff smile: "You're Little Wang, right? I'm Tian Minghui, the dean of the hospital. Old Guo has already told us about your situation. You can come to work at the hospital, but you'll need to go through an assessment."

  Listening to Tian Minghui's words, Guo Haiyun opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Wang Xu had already nodded and said, "This is what should be done."

  As for the assessment, Wang Xuzhen didn't have much objection. As the saying goes, without a diamond drill, don't take on pottery work; no matter what you do, you need to have two brushes to get by, and he didn't think this was excessive at all.

  In fact, Wang Xu had a strong dislike for going through the back door. A year ago, when he graduated from Kyoto University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he also went to a large hospital in Kyoto for an interview, but unfortunately, it was given to someone else in the end.

  "Haha, that's good." Hearing Wang Xu nodding, Tian Minghui let out a sigh of relief and smiled: "Little Wang, if you don't pass the assessment, you can't have a formal position in the hospital, but I'll give you a temporary one. Take your time to learn, young people can't be too ambitious."

  Tian Minghui's words are not excessive, and the assessment is not good enough to give a temporary position. This treatment is really good, it can be said that Guo Haiyun has given face, and Guo Haiyun cannot say anything.

  "Thank you, Dean Tian." Wang Xu also had no opinion and nodded with a smile.

  Since the parties themselves have no opinion, the rest of the things are easy to handle. Tian Minghui first let Guo Minghui take Wang Xu to arrange accommodation and assessment tomorrow.

  Mentioning this, it is necessary to mention the treatment of the First Affiliated Hospital again. In the hospital, regular doctors with more than five years of seniority will basically have a single apartment allocated by the hospital, while new doctors and temporary contract doctors live in single-person dormitories.

  Although Wang Xu has not been assessed yet, Tian Minghui has promised that at the very least, he will give Wang Xu a temporary position, so accommodation is not a concern.

  Guo Haiyun led Wang Xu to complete the formalities and came to the assigned dormitory, helping Wang Xu tidy up the dormitory before apologetically saying: "Xiao Xu, I'm sorry to trouble you this time. Originally, I was planning to let you take my place, but after all, you're new here and many people aren't convinced."

  "Uncle Guo, it's okay, I also think that what is obtained through assessment is more reassuring." Wang Xu smiled indifferently.

  "It's good that you think so, you've had a long train ride, get some rest early and do your best tomorrow. Don't worry, I'll be there, they won't dare to give you a hard time on purpose. After the assessment, Grandpa Guo will treat you to a celebratory dinner." Guo Haiyun forced a smile and bid farewell, leaving.

  Wang Xu had been on the train for over twenty hours and was indeed tired. After Guo Haiyun left, he directly locked the dormitory door, took a shower, and lay down on his bed to sleep.

  Wang Xu slept until after 5 pm and only then opened his eyes, rubbed his belly, changed clothes and went out to eat.

  Yuncheng First Affiliated Hospital is located in the urban area of Yuncheng, nearby is very prosperous, out of the hospital straight walk is Yuncheng's famous clothing wholesale market, walking east is a bustling pedestrian street.

  There are all kinds of snack streets and entertainment venues around the pedestrian street. Wang Xu casually found a noodle shop, ordered a large bowl of noodles, ate his fill, and then strolled alone on the pedestrian street.

  At the end of May, Yun City is very hot during the day, but at night, a cool breeze blows and it's a bit chilly. At this time, there are many people strolling on the pedestrian street, and even Wang Xu occasionally sees some guitar-carrying, speaker-pulling street performers.

  Wang Xu walked all the way, occasionally looking east and west, slept for an afternoon, and now he was full of energy.

  As he walked to the end of the pedestrian street, Wang Xu suddenly saw a crowd of people gathered in front of him after turning a corner. He subconsciously walked over and found that it was a man in his 40s kneeling on the ground, kowtowing vigorously. Next to him was a stretcher with an old lady lying on it, her hair gray and white.

  An old lady with her eyes tightly closed, covered with a thin woolen blanket, and in front of the two people, a large piece of paper was placed, which read: "Brought mother to see a doctor, unfortunately lost medical expenses, hoping for kind-hearted people to help."

  Such scenes are not uncommon near major hospitals across the country. Wang Xu glanced around and shook his head with a wry smile, thinking to himself: "In this day and age, scammers really come in all shapes and sizes."

  "What's your attitude, young man?" Wang Xu shook his head and was about to leave when an old man in his sixties standing beside him suddenly spoke up.

  "It's nothing, just a feeling." Wang Xu looked at him and smiled.

  "What's there to be proud of? Everyone has a difficult time, if you have the ability, just lend a hand. How can someone so young not have any sympathy?" The old man said in a low voice, casting a sideways glance at Wang Xu.

  "Huh!" Wang Xu was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the other person with a mocking expression and said: "I'd like to help out, but this old lady isn't even sick. Am I supposed to conjure up an illness for her?"

  What he can't stand the most is this kind of person who doesn't take action, only talks about others. With so many people standing around, this old man is actually enthusiastic, and Wang Xu even suspects that the other person might be a plant.

  The old man and Wang Xu whispered to each other on the side, although their voices were very small, but not without being heard. The middle-aged man who was kowtowing at that time suddenly straightened up and stared coldly at Wang Xu.

  "Hmph! You still have the nerve?!" Wang Xu almost burst out laughing, muttering to himself, too lazy to bother with the other person. He was about to turn around and leave when a girl who had been about to come forward to pay suddenly retreated and turned back to look at Wang Xu, asking: "Is this old lady really not sick?"

  "Oh! Selling cut cake." Wang Xu suddenly had a big headache, this kind of gang is usually well-organized and disciplined, he just arrived and already got into trouble with these people...

  At this point, Wang Xu naturally didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly ran away. However, the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground wouldn't let it go. He immediately stood up and grabbed towards Wang Xu, shouting: "How can you say my mom is not sick? Explain it clearly to me!"