Chapter 29 Loss of Freedom to Choose a Spouse



Zhou Mo: “…”

Shen Qingyi took another careful look and said, "It seems that there are no people from the Cardiac Thoracic Surgery Department this time?"

Zhou Mo asked, "Do you have any old classmates in cardiothoracic surgery?"

Shen Qingyi shook his head. "No, there's also an exceptional young doctor in the cardiothoracic surgery department. He's in his early thirties and already an associate professor. He's handsome, too. I've met him in person, but I can't remember his name. He seems like a good match for you. Most importantly..."

Looking around, Shen Qingyi moved closer to Zhou Mo and whispered, "I heard he owns five apartments in Century Garden."

"Five apartments? And they're all in Century Garden?" Zhou Mo couldn't help but be shocked. According to the current housing prices, it would be at least more than 10 million.

"Are you moved?" Shen Qingyi asked.

Zhou Mo shook his head, feeling a bit discouraged, and could only say sourly, "Who knows if this house came from a legitimate source? I have a bit of PTSD when it comes to rich people like this."

"Because of Yu Yizhou?"

Zhou Mo nodded.

Shen Qingyi patted Zhou Mo's arm to comfort him, "Don't think about the past anymore."

"I haven't thought about it for a long time. I'm just a little annoyed. Because of him, I've delayed a lot of things."

The most wasted time was that she was too impulsive and got a marriage certificate under Han Chen's coercion and inducement, completely losing her freedom to choose her spouse. Now she feels guilty when she wants to consider a new relationship.

Because she is married, she cannot accept the high-quality candidates introduced to her by others.

For example, the young cardiothoracic surgeon Shen Qingyi mentioned.

Five apartments, and being an associate professor, these conditions are much better than Han Chen's, okay?

If she hadn't gotten her marriage certificate with Han Chen, she would have insisted on meeting this cardiothoracic surgeon and pissed Han Chen off to death.

“Professor Shen!”

A middle-aged man suddenly walked out of the conference room and put on an official and enthusiastic smile towards Shen Qingyi.

"Dean Yao." Shen Qingyi stepped forward to shake hands with him and introduced him to Zhou Mo, "This is Dean Yao from the First Hospital of Dongda University. Come and say hello."

Zhou Mo was very polite and extended his hand: "Hello, Dean Yao, I am Professor Shen's doctoral student."

"Hello." Yao Fuguang shook her hand briefly, his eyes fixed on Shen Qingyi. "Professor Shen, we still rely on you for real-world research. Our salary and funding are better than those at the School of Health Management. Why don't you come over..."

"Dean Yao, let me think about this matter again," Shen Qingyi did not refuse immediately.

Dean Yao smiled and nodded, made a "please" gesture, and welcomed Shen Qingyi and Zhou Mo into the conference room.

There was still some time before the meeting started. Shen Qingyi arrived relatively early, while the others were all from the First Hospital of Dongda University. They came here for convenience and did not arrive early.

The conference room was arranged as a small auditorium, with the nameplates of the top leaders in the first row, including Shen Qingyi.

Yao Fuguang came so early to welcome Shen Qingyi. After picking up Shen Qingyi, he did not let her sit down immediately, but took her to the lounge next door.

Inside is a business lounge layout with self-service fruits, drinks, cakes and snacks on both sides.

Yao Fuguang and Shen Qingyi were talking, and Zhou Mo sat beside them, listening quietly.

The two of them talked about Yao Fuguang's intention to spend a lot of money to recruit Shen Qingyi to the First Hospital of Dongda University.

A separate clinical research and scientific research department will also be set up, with Shen Qingyi as the director.

Zhou Mo didn't know anything else, but she remembered Han Chen saying that the director of a Grade A hospital was more important than any other big shot.

This shows the determination of the First Hospital of Southeast University to poach talents.

Shen Qingyi said the reason for his consideration was very simple. "I have several master's students and a doctoral student here. Their enrollment is all in the School of Health Management. If I come here, it will be difficult for them to graduate."

Zhou Mo looked at Shen Qingyi with a little shock. The reason why Shen Qingyi did not immediately agree to this tempting condition was beyond Zhou Mo's expectation.

In theory, there is nothing wrong with individuals seeking better development and switching jobs to units with better treatment.

And there is also a precedent in the School of Health Management.

A vice president failed in his bid for the position of president of the School of Health Management and went directly to become the president of a medical school in Shanghai.

Even though at that time he had two students who had just entered their first and third year of doctoral studies under him.

These three doctoral students were eventually assigned to other supervisors by the college, and their research directions also changed. All the accumulation they had made during their doctoral periods was meaningless, and they had to start all over again.

Deep down, Zhou Mo also didn't want Shen Qingyi to leave the School of Health Management.

Because this means that she may have to change her mentor.

But I didn't expect Shen Qingyi to be so responsible that he would really give up better conditions for his students.

He is truly the ideal mentor.

Yao Fuguang nodded and said, "Professor Shen is indeed a responsible professor who considers his students in everything he does."

"It's not easy for them to work so hard to get into graduate school or doctoral studies. When they call me 'teacher', I have to be responsible for them."

Seeing that his argument wasn't working, Yao Fusheng stopped forcing him. "Please think about it again. Director Xu and Director Nie are probably here. I'll go over and take a look."

After Yao Fusheng left, Zhou Mo quietly approached Shen Qingyi and asked, "Teacher, are you really leaving?"

"I'm considering it." Shen Qingyi turned her head to look at her. Seeing a hint of sadness on Zhou Mo's face, she smiled and asked, "Why, you can't bear to let go?"

"Of course I can't bear to do that," Zhou Mo said truthfully.

Shen Qingyi smiled confidently, "Don't worry, I can't come to the First Hospital of Dongda University alone. If I come, I have to come with the whole team. I won't be the commander alone."

Zhou Mo immediately felt relieved, and at the same time he looked at Shen Qingyi with a different eye.

The delicate middle-aged woman in front of me was wearing a simple formal suit, had short hair, and had faint fine lines at the corners of her eyes. She looked like a scholar and did not look like a professional woman who could handle things in the workplace, but she also had her own sophistication.

Shen Qingyi observed his surroundings and beckoned Zhou Mo to come closer. "There's another reason why I asked you to present the PPT today."

"What's the reason?"

"I'll give you a chance to show yourself."

Zhou Mo was puzzled.

"Think about it, if you give a good speech today and let the hospital leaders see the strength of our team, wouldn't they be more likely to recruit our entire team?"

Zhou Mo couldn't help but admire Shen Qingyi's meticulous thinking.

But……

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Shen Qingyi's face. "I just remembered it."

Zhou Mo once again admired Shen Qingyi's character of "not doing anything at ordinary times but studying at the last minute".

"I just needed to go over the manuscript a few more times last night," Zhou Mo felt his palms sweating for some unknown reason.

Shen Qingyi is temporarily betting the fate of the entire group on her. How can she not be nervous?

Shen Qingyi looked relaxed, after all, this was not the first time he had done such a thing.

After looking Zhou Mo up and down carefully, Shen Qingyi frowned slightly, raised his hand and pulled out the hairpin that was used to fix Zhou Mo's bun on the back of her head.

Her long hair fluttered and instantly fell like a waterfall.

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