Chapter 148

In fact, this kind of charity sale is held almost every year in schools. Children are usually asked to bring some second-hand items from their homes, such as toys, books and clothes, for sale at very low prices, and then the money earned is donated to children in need. However, this time, because it is a designated donation and the school has given each grade very clear fundraising amount targets, if we just sell second-hand items as in previous years, it will probably be difficult to reach the amount standard.

Therefore, the head teacher in the group suggested that for this charity sale, it would be best to ask parents to buy some new toys and items at their own expense for sale. Jiang Zhinian looked at this notice and felt something was wrong.

If this is the case, it would be better to just let parents donate money. What is the difference between buying brand new toys at one's own expense and donating money directly? If it must be done, it will just be an extra nice-sounding package, and at the same time cause a certain amount of waste of money, because there will always be toys that cannot be sold out, and in the end the ones who really make money are the merchants who sell the toys.

Jiang Zhinian sighed. She didn't want to do things that she didn't agree with and went against her will just to gain favor with the head teacher. Anyway, the school didn't force her to buy new items. It was just a suggestion, so she might as well not adopt these suggestions.

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At noon, while eating in the hospital cafeteria, Zheng Chengfei took advantage of Shi Ye going to get food and rushed to Jiang Zhinian's side.

"Please, can you listen to my gossip? I've been choking this morning."

Jiang Zhinian guessed what he was going to say and nodded: "Go ahead."

"This morning, the girl Liu Ziming abandoned came to the hospital and started causing trouble. My god, it was such a scene, with banners hanging outside the hospital. When the dean arrived, he thought someone had died in another department and there was a medical disturbance." Zheng Chengfei's eyes sparkled as he talked about gossip without a pause. "Later, I asked Liu Ziming and found out that the girl had threatened to either marry him and give him a 200,000 yuan betrothal gift or have an abortion and 200,000 yuan in compensation, otherwise she would come and cause trouble every day."

Shi Ye came over with a plate of food and glanced at him unhappily: "So you've been running around all morning just to spread this thing?"

Zheng Chengfei twitched his eyebrows. "Isn't this some kind of earth-shattering news worth spreading? Oh, and by the way, according to Liu Ziming himself, he and that girl weren't really a couple at all. They were just friends with benefits they met online. Hahahaha, I suspect he was set up."

Speak of the devil, and he will appear. Zheng Chengfei pursed his lips, looked behind Jiang Zhinian and said, "Tsk, you still have the nerve to come to dinner? You're a medical student, don't you know the risks of having sex? You didn't even wear a condom, be careful that Mei Linai will come to you."

He muttered a few words, and seeing Shi Ye's bad face, he knew that he shouldn't talk about such disgusting topics at the dinner table. He was about to leave, but when Liu Ziming turned his head, he accidentally met the eyes of Zheng Chengfei who was beaming with joy. He realized that Zheng Chengfei was gossiping about him, and walked over with a cold face and a menu.

"You're talking bad about me behind my back, aren't you?"

Zheng Chengfei glanced at him and snorted, "I usually just tell the truth."

Liu Ziming was so angry that his face turned blue. He looked at Shi Ye with hatred: "I can't go to the United States, and you feel very proud, don't you? Have you been waiting for this day, waiting to see me make a fool of myself?"

When Jiang Zhinian heard him say that, he paused while picking up the food.

If Liu Ziming couldn't go to the United States, would Ye... have a chance...

Shi Ye glanced at Jiang Zhinian and, for once, took care of Liu Ziming: "Whether you go to the United States or not is none of my business."

Zheng Chengfei chimed in, "Exactly. You only got this opportunity because Shi Ye didn't go. Now you've lost it yourself, and the third place got the advantage. Why are you coming to Shi Ye to make a difference? You can't blame anyone but him, okay?"

Liu Ziming choked. Indeed, Shi Ye had not applied for it at all, so his spot would not fall on him.

But he was just very angry and nodded: "Okay, we're tied this round. Next time I won't show mercy."

Zheng Chengfei snorted and said disdainfully, "You're talking as if your men have room to show mercy. Stop making fun of me."

After Liu Ziming left in anger, Zheng Chengfei also took his plate and went to find his Xiaomei for dinner. Jiang Zhinian poked at the food on the plate and said silently, "People like him... is it really okay for him to become a doctor in the future?"

In her impression, people who choose to be doctors at least have the lofty ideal of saving lives and healing the wounded. But Liu Ziming is not only petty, but also has a chaotic private life. She dare not think about letting such a person perform surgery on patients in the future.

Shi Ye shook his head and asked her, "Would you rather have Zheng Chengfei treat you, or Liu Ziming?"

Uh, that's a tricky question.

"If I have to choose one of the two..." Jiang Zhinian hesitated again and again, but still found it difficult to say Zheng Chengfei's name against his will.

Shi Ye chuckled, without commenting, and simply picked up a piece of his own vegetables with chopsticks and put it into Jiang Zhinian's bowl.

Jiang Zhinian thought about it, nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "By the way, does your hospital cooperate with a charity organization called Little Windmill?"

"Well, they have a cooperation point in the children's ward of our hospital." Shi Ye looked at her, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"There's a child in our school who's sick. Little Windmill has teamed up with us to organize a charity sale to donate money for this child. The event will be this Saturday, and I'll be there."

Although teachers don’t have to make donations explicitly, they still have to do some shopping to show their love.

Shi Ye nodded: "Okay, this Saturday morning?"

"Yes, we have to rush over at seven o'clock. Although the stalls are set up by the parents themselves and the school does not interfere in name, I am the class teacher and I still have to go and take a look."

"Okay, I'll set an alarm."

"By the way, you just mentioned that the charity organization has a cooperation point in your hospital. What did you mean?"

"To put it simply, they will send volunteers to play with sick children and provide psychological counseling to the children and their parents. At the same time..." Shi Ye paused and continued, "They will make wigs for children who need chemotherapy."

"Making wigs?"

"They will collect donated hair from the public and then use the funds raised to customize wigs according to the children's head circumference."

Jiang Zhinian didn't expect there was such a service. She was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt it was very meaningful.

“Will anyone donate their hair?”

"I think so." Shi Ye thought of the children in the ward who were all wearing wigs with the same hairstyle. "But they have strict requirements on the quality of their hair. For example, they can't perm or dye it within a year, so it will be relatively slow."