Chapter 10 Chapter 10 "Who are you here to keep watch for? ...

Ji Qian poured him a cup of hot water.

When Chi Ke took the paper cup, his fingertips touched the other person's wrist.

Just as expected, the hand was very hot, even hotter than a paper cup, and it warmed people instantly.

He recovered, drank it in small sips, and regained his usual calmness: "Why is Doctor Ji here?"

"Um..." Ji Qian hesitated and said, "The guy next to you is my cousin."

"It's you." Chi Ke was a little surprised, but not so surprised.

Ji Qian is indeed capable of being meticulous to that extent.

The worry in the doctor's eyes made people feel a little uncomfortable. He made a joke to lighten the mood: "Dr. Ji, why are you wearing such a handsome outfit to accompany me?"

How does this person look like a bed companion?

Wearing the latest autumn collection of LV clothes when visiting a patient, one could tell at a glance that he was the most handsome guy in the Sixth Hospital. Even stray dogs passing by wanted to tag him.

"Is he handsome? A little less handsome than Chi Zhu." Ji Qian took the joke, and after his tense nerves gradually relaxed, he tapped the bedside table twice and said, "Can you show me your right hand and medical records?"

Chi Ke sighed, not intending to hide it, and extended his hand in a compromising manner.

Ji Qian was obviously familiar with the dean. During the noon ward rounds, he was probably distracted by the name on his bedside. Even if he didn't ask, he could still learn something about his situation from the dean's colleagues and cousin.

Given Dr. Ji's enthusiasm and kindness, he must take action to help.

Ji Qian's temperature was too high, and when his wrist was grabbed, Chi Ke dodged.

The other party was silent for a moment, said nothing, went out to get a pair of medical gloves, and grabbed his wrist again.

This time Chi Ke didn't hide, but he muttered "what a pity" in his heart.

The dodging was a conditioned reflex, but the hot spot is actually more comfortable.

But the doctor is treating him for free, so if he keeps finding fault, wouldn't it seem like he's being too much trouble?

"You're bleeding. I'll change the dressing for you. The bruises are a bit severe. How do you feel now?" Ji Qian opened a medical bag and put the thermometer to the patient's lips. "Hold it in your mouth."

"It's a little swollen and painful." Chi Ke was a good patient. He didn't make things difficult for the doctor. Without saying a word, he obediently bit the thermometer.

"It's good that you don't have a fever." Ji Qian breathed a sigh of relief and said in a gentle voice like coaxing a child, "It may hurt, I'll be gentle."

Chi Ke closed his eyes nonchalantly and answered vaguely: "No, I'm not afraid of pain."

Ji Qian said he knew it, but he still operated gently and carefully and finished it quickly.

"I just checked the checkup list. It's not a big problem. You're still young. Stay up less late and don't overwork yourself."

Every doctor said this, and Chi Ke was used to being scolded.

He thought Ji Qian would ask: Why do you need to undergo such an invasive examination if you are not sick?

But until the sunrise, this seemingly out-of-place man still didn't ask any questions and sat quietly between the two beds to keep watch.

Chi Ke couldn't sleep, so he closed his eyes and reflected, hating his fragile nerves for causing an untimely nightmare and making him owe favors to others.

In this century, it is not only objects that have prices, but also interpersonal relationships.

He is very resistant to asking for help from others and will never ask for help unless it is absolutely necessary.

These good intentions need to be repaid, but one does not know when to repay. Being in debt makes one feel uneasy. Maybe the other party does not care, but one will feel bad about it.

Chi Ke had to admit that it felt good to have someone accompany him after waking up from a shock. The experience of being taken care of was very novel. After the first time, he would look forward to the second time.

The premise is that there is no price to pay.

Thinking of those unknown debts of favor, he couldn't help but shudder, and his expectations, which were only a grain of rice in size, were extinguished.

never mind.

In the future, you will have to stay in a single room when you are hospitalized. If there are too many people and no vacancies, go to a private hospital. Spend more money to save yourself a big trouble and be careful of accidents.

"Don't you want to sleep for a while?" Ji Qian poured him another glass of water, "Drink more water today."

"Thank you." The doctor knew whether he was asleep or not, so Chi Ke stopped pretending and sat up. "Are you working?"

There is a pile of documents on the bedside table, and the tablet is filled with data and Chinese characters. It is not difficult to guess the current situation of a certain worker who is in a state of panic.

Ji Qian scratched his hair in pain: "Well, they threw everything about the hospital to me."

"Is this your private hospital? Shenghuijia Medical Center..." After getting permission, Chi Ke picked up a document and said, "This is your first hospital, right? Do you plan to open a brand chain? Where will your market be? Do you want to go international?"

Ji Qian was silent.

Chi Ke: “?”

Chi Ke was puzzled: "What about the development plan? There is no long-term goal, but is there any short-term goal? You have money. If you are not afraid of bankruptcy and loss, let's not talk about risk assessment, what about operation management and marketing strategy?"

Ji Qian remained silent.

Chi Ke: “.”

Chi Ke felt suffocated: "You haven't done anything related to marketing and service content?"

Ji Qian covered his face.

Chi Ke couldn't believe it: "No plan?"

Ji Qian: “…”

Ji Qian said: "They just gave me some money and a hospital, and I had to figure out the rest on my own."

Chi Ke closed his eyes.

Ji Qian was worried: "What's wrong with you?"

Chi Ke: "I had a heart attack."

Ji Qian could tell that he was being sarcastic, but he still took out his stethoscope out of concern: "Lift the quilt."

"…Thank you, but that's not necessary." Chi Ke put the stethoscope back into the drawer. "You know nothing about business management. Why doesn't your family find someone to help you? And why don't they let you learn? Why do they let you figure it out on your own?"

Ji Qian suddenly looked melancholy: "It's a long story."

"That's enough, stop it." Chi Ke was too lazy to listen to gossip, "Do you need help? I can help you... at least prevent your current hospital from closing down."

He understood the current situation of the world, and he had the capital and start-up funds. He was at least 90% sure that he could keep the hospital in Ji Qian's hands alive.

Of course, the bigger goal is another matter.

Ji Qian was slightly stunned, the word "want" was on the tip of his tongue, but he choked it back: "No, you are already very busy at work in your current situation, you can't work any harder."

"This level of work is not a problem, and it's not like I'm working for nothing." Chi Ke lazily propped his head up and raised the corners of his lips, "I need to be paid."

Ji Qian changed his sitting position, crossed his hands and supported his chin, and fell into deep thought.

He knew very well what this sentence meant.

He can't manage because he hasn't learned the relevant knowledge. It doesn't mean he is stupid. On the contrary, no one who studies medicine to this level is stupid.

After a long while, he asked, "What do you want?"

Chi Ke was curious: "Why don't you ask me why I am so confident?"

"You're a top student from CMU, why are you not confident?" Ji Qian asked back, "You've been working at Zhenting for so long and have been awarded the Outstanding Employee Award every year. Your ability doesn't need to be questioned by an outsider like me."

Chi Ke lowered his eyes and smiled, and suddenly he wanted to tell the truth, even if people looked at him with strange eyes.

It is true that the original owner was very outstanding, but whether he was ranked 92 in China or in Harvard, Yale, PSU, or MA abroad, he was not himself.

The resume for the interview position...you can't just lie.

Chi Ke casually pointed at the mole under his right eye and said, "Actually, I should go to Stanford to get a dual degree in MBA and JD."

Ji Qian raised his eyebrows, without any confusion or doubt, but said seriously: "In fact, I should also get a dual degree of MD-PHD from Harvard Medical School."

Chi Ke was speechless, imagining two young men who had extravagant hopes for the future bragging about themselves.

Too.

This joke, whose authenticity can no longer be verified, is just bragging in the eyes of others, isn't it?

The two of them avoided looking at each other and simultaneously skipped over the topic, pretending not to hear it.

Ji Qian asked: "What do you want? Can I give it to you?"

"You can afford it." Chi Ke said, "I don't want much, just two. One is your profit dividend, the specific amount can be discussed in detail."

Ji Qian: "What about the second one?"

Chi Ke said casually: "Doctor Ji."

These three words made Dr. Ji confused: "Hmm?"

"The second one, I want you." Chi Ke stretched out two fingers, opened and closed them, "I know that Dr. Ji's medical skills are very good, so I hope that you can take another private job and be my personal doctor. If you are willing, I can transfer half of my share of the dividends to you at the beginning of each year as a reward."

When people see hope, they will have extravagant wishes.

Having been ill for too long in his previous life, he prepared himself for death every day and was too lazy to see a doctor; in this life, there was just something wrong, but he was extremely afraid that his condition would get worse.

As a newcomer, he didn't know which doctor he could trust, and it was impossible for him to go to the hospital to chat with experts every day. The best way was to find a private doctor to serve him.

Instead of looking for an internet celebrity doctor whose true level is unknown, it is better to find the author of the original novel and the protagonist, who is dual-certified and has the best medical skills - Ji Qian.

Although he didn't want to have too much contact with such a eccentric person, fate played a trick on them. After what happened just now, it was impossible for them not to have contact with each other.

Good medical skills are one thing.

On the other hand, Ji Qian's not asking didn't mean he wasn't curious. He didn't want this person to pay too much attention to him. What if he found something wrong? What if he told others?

It’s better to keep it by your side and watch it personally so that you can feel at ease.

A private doctor has the obligation to strictly guard his employer's personal affairs and secrets. He recognizes Ji Qian's character and believes that he understands what he means. Even if he really reveals his true colors in the future, he will not say a word to anyone.

Oh, ridiculous.

The person who seemed to be the least suitable choice was actually the only choice.

Ji Qian must have found it ridiculous as well, pointing at his own nose in shock: "Me?"

Chi Ke affirmed: "You."

Ji Qian smiled and took a loud breath: "I'm flattered."

Chi Ke affirmed again: "You are worth it."

Ji Qian's smile widened: "Before I answer, can I ask a question?"

Chi Ke: “Please speak.”

Ji Qian: “Why me?”

Chi Ke: “You are handsome.”

Ji Qian: “Deal!”

Chi Ke also laughed: "Then——"

"Stop, stop." Ji Qian made a gesture to silence him. "We'll say everything we should and shouldn't say tomorrow. Patient, as your doctor, I have the right to ask you to lie down and sleep right away, right?"

Chi Ke: “.”

You start working before the cooperation is finalized?

There is no better doctor in the world who is easier to deceive than Ji Qian.

Chi Ke buried his head in the quilt contentedly and fell into a deep sleep within ten minutes.

His breathing was very light, even lighter when he fell asleep, and the sound was almost inaudible.

Ji Qian sat by the bed for a long time, carefully reaching out his hand and pulling down the quilt that covered most of the face to prevent the sleeping person from suffocating. His movements were so careful that he didn't touch the other person at all, and he was very aware of the boundaries.

Without the cover of the quilt, Chi Ke's tightly closed eyes were blinded by the sunrise and he groaned uneasily.

Ji Qian immediately got up and pulled the curtains.

It is winter now, and there are no annoying wet leaves on the streets. The busy roads look cleaner after being washed by rain.

Ji Qian likes the clean season.

The fresh air will bring you a good mood throughout the day.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked slowly to Chi Ke's bed with a fragrance carried by the wind, and curved his eyes good-naturedly.

Ji Qian noticed how strange Chi Ke's behavior was and how unreasonable his request was.

But it doesn't matter.

What Chi Ke wants is what he wants to give; what Chi Ke wants to give is what he wants; if Chi Ke is not willing to tell the reason, he will not ask any more questions.

With each of them having their own agenda and knowing each other tacitly, they acquiesced to the fate that was bound to happen.

Ji Qian didn’t know what Chi Ke thought about this, but he was very happy that the two of them had such tacit understanding and trust.

Chi Ke was sleeping soundly, unaware that someone was staring at him while he was sleeping. He turned over without any precautions.

Ji Qian quickly grabbed his right hand and put it aside to prevent the wound from being pressed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the man's hair, and then reached out his hand again.

"elder brother."

A faint call came from the bed next door.

"Who are you here to keep watch for?"