Chapter 14 Chapter 14 Caring for patients is every doctor's responsibility...
Yanping is a small county town more than 2,000 kilometers away from S City.
It is also the hometown where Xu Lemian has lived for eighteen years.
I didn’t expect that the original owner and the protagonist were from the same hometown.
This might be a good time to get to know the original owner.
Chi Ke thought so in his heart, but said: "Wouldn't it be bad if you didn't show up at all for the task given by Mr. Leng?"
One of the core industries being developed by Zhenting Group is mid- to high-end new energy products for the mass market.
The market is directly facing the people, and the group cares very much about its own image. Over the years, the management level has been constantly building a people-friendly, simple and sincere image.
The old man has been preparing for this market for a long time, and charity projects are carried out every year.
As for Leng Baiyao, who is in charge of overseas markets, all the press releases related to him are full of flattery such as "Young business genius leading domestic brands to the world".
There is only Leng Yunting in the Leng family. No matter where he is mentioned, outsiders will always comment on him as the romantic and impetuous Second Young Master Leng, who is having a scandal with a certain celebrity today, and who is dating a certain young lady tomorrow... Apart from these, he has no other titles.
Old Leng was very concerned about his grandson. This year, he gave him the Yanping County charity project that he had been doing very well, in order to restore his reputation.
Zhenting has been running the charity project in Yanping County for many years and it is very mature. Leng Yunting only needs to meet with the county director and reporters to go through the motions.
But Leng Yunting disliked the project because it was poor, shabby and unprofitable, and he refused to go to the countryside.
Since I couldn't disobey my grandfather, I just thought about packing up and letting others do the work.
Leng Yunting can gain fame by doing this, but others will only suffer hardship and fatigue. No one is willing to take the order. Recently, he has been worrying about who to pass this hot potato to.
As luck would have it, Chi Ke ran into the muzzle of the gun.
"I'll take some time to take a picture later. Just tell me what to do." Leng Yunting waved him away. "It's settled. You go by yourself at the end of the year. I have more important things to do here and can't leave."
Chi Ke stopped trying to persuade him: "It will take at least two weeks to go on a business trip to Yanping County. There are a lot of things to do at the end of the year. Who do I need to hand over the affairs I have on hand to?"
"So long? Tsk, hand over to Secretary Sun." Leng Yunting was a little dissatisfied with the time limit. "Try to be quick. There will be bonuses for good work. Come back early, Chi Zhu, don't leave me for too long."
It appeared again.
It feels like taking care of a baby.
Fortunately, there is only one giant baby, which is just within the tolerable range.
Chi Ke hypocritically agreed and acted out a career drama of mentor and horse with him.
But he almost ran when he turned around and left.
…
As time drew closer for the mission to go to the countryside in Yanping County, Chi Ke clearly felt that Leng Yunting had accelerated his attack on Xu Lemian.
The frequency of flower delivery increased from three bouquets a week to one bouquet a day, the frequency of clothing and bags increased from one set a week to one set every three days, and the frequency of "going to see performances whenever I have time" increased to "not missing any performances"...
Leng Yunting himself did not feel tired at all with such a high-powered method of chasing people.
Because he only needed to move his lips up and down a few times, and Chi Ke did all the operations himself.
Flowers are chosen by a special assistant, bags are bought by a special assistant, restaurants are booked by a special assistant, and performances are also watched by a special assistant...
After a few weeks, Xu Lemian seemed to have developed an inexplicable dependence on him, just like Leng Yunting.
Chi Ke had a headache.
One giant baby is already fatal. If there is another one, he will die again within two months.
Anyone who wants the blessing of being a painless father can want it, but he doesn't want it.
After dealing with Leng Yunting's unreasonable demands for the 17th time, Xu Lemian's call came seamlessly.
Chi Ke originally wanted to find an excuse to slip away, but Leng Yunting heard that Sima Yichen was with Xu Lemian and refused to let him take leave no matter what.
The poor office worker had no choice but to put on a gloomy face and hurried to Nanyang University, which was more than ten kilometers away.
Secretary Sun was using the bus. When Chi Ke was waiting for the bus at the company gate, a familiar red supercar just stopped slowly.
Chi Ke immediately put on a mask and a hat and hid in a secluded place behind a pillar.
He has been very busy recently and didn't want to have much contact with others, so he rejected many invitations to dinner from someone. Every time they met, they were in the director's office of St. Huiga Medical Center.
Although they have a lot of overlap in work, if you really count them, they haven't had any private contact for a long time.
But it’s easier to refuse through the phone than to refuse in person.
Just look at those eyes and blink constantly, no one would say such cruel words, right?
Chi Ke lowered his head, covering his face so that only half of his eyes were exposed.
He hoped for the best and thought: I wrapped myself so tightly, no one can see through me, right?
Murphy's Law, what you fear will come true.
The valet guy trotted over to open the door for the car owner. The jewel-clad owner strode down and almost the moment he got out of the car, he locked onto Chi Ke's position.
The car owner smiled brightly and slowly raised his hand towards me, wanting to say hello. Judging from his posture, he probably wanted to run over.
His expressions and movements are so lively that he doesn't look like a laborer like an ox, but rather like a leader sent to the countryside.
Did this person love his job so much before?
The warm breath of a living person hit him in the face, and Chi Ke's heart suddenly started to ring with alarm bells!
He looked at the taxi getting closer and closer, and for some reason he got into a panic. He crossed his hands over his chest and made a big "X" childishly. After the person on the other side froze in his tracks, he quickly sent a message.
【K: I see you, but my car has arrived, so you don’t need to come over. 】
【k: Good morning.】
Before Chi Ke got into the car, he caught a glimpse of Ji Qian standing still out of the corner of his eye.
As he took out his phone, unlocked it, and checked the message, he seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.
[The Great Gitzby: /sluggish and tearful.jpg/]
[The Great Gitzby: Good morning~]
[The Great Gitzby: After all, I was a step late...]
[The Great Gitzby: What a pity! I guessed I would see you before I came to the company. I spent more than half an hour picking out my outfit. You are nearsighted, so you didn’t see it clearly...]
[The Great Gitzby: /Alaska Collapse.jpg/]
The phone was ticking and the noise was so loud that I could feel it through the screen.
Chi Ke seemed to still hear the broken echo of Ji Qian's voice in his ears. He rubbed his neck with a little guilt. The corners of his lips curled up unconsciously under the mask, and his mood improved a lot for no reason.
It can be seen that Ji Qian had actually long realized that he was deliberately keeping his distance.
He is so enthusiastic even after realizing it. His kindness is a little unrealistic. No normal human being should dislike him.
The same is true for Chi Ke.
He just doesn't like to associate with such people, which doesn't mean he hates them.
If he didn't admire Ji Qian, he wouldn't have made an exception and meddled in other people's business. Knowing that the Ji family was a rotten house-fighting drama, he still chose to get involved and patiently taught him how to manage a hospital from scratch.
【k: I wear glasses and can see clearly. 】
【k: Doctor Ji performed steadily, it was very good to watch. 】
[K: I have to go out for something today. If you want to see Mr. Leng, just go to the office on the top floor.]
The broken Ji Qian looked at the two lines of words in front and glued himself back together.
I used 502 glue, it sticks very firmly.
He hummed a little tune, slowly walked into the elevator, and then slowly walked into Leng Yunting's office.
"Boss Leng, what did you call me for?"
"Sit down." Leng Yunting pointed at the sofa, "I think... Tsk, can you sit up straight and pay attention to your image?"
Ji Qian took off his bright and beautiful coat as soon as he entered the room. He was now wearing a simple long-sleeved inner shirt, lying on the sofa like a piece of plastic slime.
Not to mention the image, it's rare to be able to tell that it's a human being.
"It's just the two of us. Who do we need to show our image to?" Ji Qian yawned and picked up a form on the coffee table. "This month's attendance form?"
He flipped through it hastily, his smile died, and he carefully flipped through the second volume again, saying unhappily, "Why isn't there any help from us?"
Leng Yunting said calmly without even looking up, "He took a sick leave for the whole afternoon last Thursday."
"Sick leave?" The private doctor jumped up from the sofa, furious at his client's concealment of his illness. "How come I didn't know?!"
Leng Yunting was puzzled: "Why do you want to know?"
"Why shouldn't I know? Caring for patients is a good deed that every doctor should do." Ji Qian spoke very quickly, "Anyway, tell me, what happened to him?"
"The company's afternoon tea was iced coconut milk fruit salad. He ate too much and got sick. Who can you blame?" Leng Yunting said perfunctorily, "It's not a big deal. Why are you so excited? He can still go to work full of energy the next day."
Ji Qian: “.”
Ji Qian gritted his teeth and whispered to himself: "I told you a thousand and one times not to drink cold drinks, spicy food or eat cold food, but you are pretending to obey but secretly disobeying..."
Leng Yunting: "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Ji Qian secretly made a note of a certain patient, looked at Leng Yunting and said, "No, he just asked for leave this time, so you deducted his full attendance?"
Leng Yunting widened his eyes in shock, and stopped writing the document and drinking coffee.
"What's your tone? Condemning me?!" He yelled back even louder.
Ji Qian: “.”
unwise.
Ji Qian adjusted his anxious state of mind that was angered by the patient, smiled gently, and changed his words: "Boss Leng, drink less coffee. I'll pour you a cup of honey tea?"
Leng Yunting was annoyed: "No need!"
Dr. Ji: "Excessive intake of high-concentration coffee has serious side effects on patients with gastrointestinal diseases, heart problems, anxiety and insomnia."
Haha, it turns out you’re concerned about yourself.
Leng Yunting stopped getting angry and pushed his cup over: "Yeah."
Ji Qian made him a cup of extremely sweet honey. After that, his mysophobia kicked in and he washed his hands twice after touching other people's cups before taking them back. He smiled and said, "Speaking of which, do you know how many cups of coffee Chi Zhu drinks a day?"
Leng Yunting: “?”
Ji Qian sighed: "During this period of time, Chi Zhu drinks at least three cups of American coffee a day and sleeps only three hours a day. He is busy with the work you gave him when he opens his eyes or closes them."
He seemed to be moved by what he said. He totally ignored his freshly washed hands and patted his chest wildly to express his grief and pity.
The wet slap marks on the clothes added a sense of misery to the atmosphere, making people feel as if they were there.
Then he continued with great emotion, "I looked at the physical examination results two days ago. I have heart disease, hypoglycemia, chronic gastritis, poor metabolism, low platelets, insomnia, anxiety... I have a lot of illnesses at work. Mr. Leng, can you really bear to deduct the salary of such a dedicated model worker who occasionally takes a short leave?"
After Leng Yunting fell silent, his deep voice was a little guilty, but he still said stubbornly: "Are you my personal doctor or his personal doctor? Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's talk about business. I don't plan to delay Xu Lemian any longer."
When Xu Lemian was mentioned, Ji Qian curled his lips, his expression changed from grief to nonchalance in a second, and he lay back on the sofa.
"How exactly?"
"How can you enjoy without paying anything? I've been chasing him for so long with all the good food and drinks, he should have some self-awareness, right?" Leng Yunting raised his lips cruelly, "New Year is my deadline, I plan to confess my love, what suggestions do you have?"
"Oh..." Ji Qian asked, "Have you told Chi Zhu?"
"He did, but he has no romantic sense. What bad ideas did he come up with?" Leng Yunting got angry when he mentioned this. "He actually said that only by expressing it in person can one show sincerity. Are you kidding me? I will never do such a humble thing!"
Ji Qian knew that he had a problem with his brain and swallowed back his rebuttal: "Then what? If you don't accept it, what will he do?"
"Under my training, you made a prop that satisfies me." Leng Yunting smiled evilly and took out a "dancing sunflower" from the drawer.
Ji Qian’s eyelids twitched.
“Solar energy can also store electricity.”
Leng Yunting tapped Sunflower, and Sunflower immediately twisted its body and repeatedly said: [Mianmian, follow me.]
Ji Qian: “…”
"Chi Zhu said that Xu Lemian will feel love every minute of the sunshine, and it will be as bright and warm as the sun sets. Although I don't love Xu Lemian, this is a good idea." Leng Yunting was very satisfied, "This young man is teachable."
Ji Qian: “…”
I can’t criticize this, it’s the real best-seller.
Chi Ke was such a good man, but he was driven crazy.
Ji Qian's heart ached: "If you are satisfied, give me full attendance."
"You're not done yet, are you?!" Leng Yunting angrily hit him with a pen, "What does it have to do with you if I deduct my special assistant's salary? Are you his wife and you still care about his money?!"
"Hey, don't smash it. This pen is very expensive." Ji Qian hurriedly caught the pen and put it in his pocket without saying anything. "What wife? Don't talk nonsense. I'm just very kind."
"If you are so kind, why don't you marry him and make money for him?" Leng Yunting said, waving his hands impatiently, "I won't deduct your salary or vacation time. Stop nagging me and get out."
Chi Zhu, good colleague, you’re welcome.
Ji Qian achieved his goal and rolled away contentedly.
After leaving the office, he thought about Chi Ke's sick leave again. He was angry that the patient concealed his illness, so he sent the other party a sarcastic message.
【The Great Gitzby: Xiao Chi. 】
【k:? 】
[The Great Gitzby: Mr. Leng has a dancing sunflower. I want one too. Mr. Ji wants one too.]
【k:……】
[k: Are you addicted to cosplaying as Mr. Leng? ]
Since they became a community of interests, Chi Ke no longer hid his complaints about work in front of him.
Ji Qian curved his eyes and ended his speech with a crying emoticon. He did not pay too much attention to Chi Ke and quickly returned to the hospital to work.
We are all adults and have our own things to do.
His concern for Chi Ke has not yet reached the point of being obsessed with him.
Doctors will ask patients about their physical condition, but they will never ask what they eat for dinner every day.
However, after the sun set, the hospital front desk received a local express delivery addressed to the hospital director.
The sender is "k" and the item note is "Dancing Sunflower".
Ji Qian had just finished surgery at that time. Upon hearing the news, he dragged his stiff legs and rushed down to pick up the express delivery.
Unpack and press lightly.
Sunflower twisted her body and made a mechanical sound imitating Leng Yunting: [Don't learn everything from Leng Yunting. ]
Ji Qian laughed so hard that he was almost sent to the psychiatric department by his intern assistant.
Back home, Sunflower became part of a huge tribe of stuffed animals on her bed.
If you look at this thing a little more, it's actually quite cute.
He sent a thank you note to the gift giver.
[The Great Gitzby: /Rose/]
It took a long time for them to reply.
[k: /rose withers/]
Ji Qian rolled around on the bed among a pile of toy dolls, holding his cell phone.
Um……
Perhaps a good private doctor should be familiar with every aspect of the client's work and life.
[The Great Gitzby: I heard that someone had to take a leave of absence last week because of stomachache caused by eating too much. ]
[The Great Gitzby: What did the boss eat tonight? Report it to the doctor. ]
[The Great Gitzby: /kick the door to check on the post.jpg/]
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