After returning to Ding Ye's small apartment, Duan Yi looked at her watch. It was not yet seven o'clock in the evening.
For her, this was a very rare time to return home so early.
After all, Yu Zhiming goes out early and comes back late, and as students, they can't be lazier than their teacher.
Also, as a young doctor, there is never enough time to work and learn and improve yourself at the same time.
Furthermore, although Duan Yi has a good relationship with Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi and others and there is no conflict of interest, there is bound to be a subtle rivalry between them.
Duan Yi took out the cell phone from her bag and threw the bag away, shook off her shoes, took off her socks, sniffed them and threw them aside, then walked barefoot to the sofa and lay down on it.
This big sofa is so huge that it looks out of place in the small apartment.
I heard from Senior Sister Ding that this sofa cost nearly 20,000 yuan.
Duan Yi used to think that spending so much money on this uncoordinated sofa was sheer madness.
But Duan Yi soon started to smell the fragrance.
There were countless times when she came home at night and fell asleep directly on this extremely comfortable sofa.
Go upstairs and sleep on the bed?
She was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to take another step...
The sudden ringing of the cell phone woke Duan Yizhong from her drowsiness. She stood up and grabbed the phone.
She squeezed her eyes hard to make her vision clear, and saw that it was Director Zhao Shan from the hospital's emergency department calling. Duan Yi quickly answered the call.
"Director Zhao, what's going on?"
The next moment, Zhao Shan's voice came from the phone, "Doctor Duan, the first aid team performed very well in the earthquake-stricken area of southern Sichuan. The National Health Commission and the National Emergency Center highly recognize our work."
"This Friday, leaders from Beijing will come to visit us to express their condolences and commend us."
Duan Yi lazily sat up, uttered a soft "oh," and said, "Director Zhao, I'm not a student at the training center, and I have work on Friday. I won't be attending this visit."
Zhao Shan persuaded him, "Doctor Duan, although you are not a student at the training center, you are a member of the on-site first aid team."
"Your performance in the on-site emergency response work in this disaster area was the best among them."
"You can't be absent."
After a pause, Zhao Shan continued, "Doctor Duan, I have another piece of news for you. The higher-ups recognized our work because they formed a special expert group to evaluate our on-site emergency response."
"I don't know the specific evaluation results yet, but someone told me a statistic..."
Zhao Shan paused for two seconds, then said proudly, "Thanks to our on-site emergency bleeding control and treatment, at least ninety-three people were saved from serious injury and death."
This data did not make Duan Yi happy. Thinking of that experience, she said gloomily: "Compared to Teacher Yu, my ability is still far behind. I should have been able to save several of the injured."
Zhao Shan comforted him over the phone, "Doctor Duan, don't be too hard on yourself. You've done well enough."
"As for Dr. Yu, he is an inhuman being. We can't compare to him at all."
"You have to be crazy to compare your skills with Dr. Yu."
Zhao Shan then said, "Doctor Duan, I think you're very suitable for on-site emergency work. Are you really unwilling to transfer over?"
"As long as you give me a nod, Doctor Yu, I'll take care of the work at Ning'an Hospital."
Duan Yi quickly said, "Director Zhao, I still need further study, so it's best for me to stay with Doctor Yu."
Zhao Shan sighed regretfully and added, "Doctor Duan, if Doctor Yu teaches you more about first aid, please remember to let me know."
Duan Yi replied "OK".
Zhao Shan added, "Be sure to come to the training center this Friday morning at ten. I heard the consolation money is quite generous."
Duan Yi's eyes lit up and she asked, "Is there any consolation money?"
Zhao Shan chuckled and said, "You're risking your lives to save people in the disaster area. That can't be considered voluntary labor, right?"
"Because they are still trainees and their work relationship is not with us, we give it in the form of consolation money."
Duan Yi smiled and said, "I'll be there on time on Friday."
Zhao Shan laughed and said, "Doctor Duan, I heard that you can bring two family members to the charity gala."
"Well, my wife is particularly fascinated by Zhang Tianwang..."
After seven o'clock in the evening, when Yu Zhiming returned to his home in Junshan Mansion, he saw Wang Shuisu there.
What made Yu Zhiming's eyes light up was that she and Qingning were both wearing ancient costumes, Wang Shuisu in white and Qingning in red.
The hairstyles of the two people were also styled like those of ancient knights.
They met Yu Zhiming's gaze and began to spin gracefully in the living room, their skirts fluttering in the wind, looking like fairies, very beautiful.
Yu Zhiming, as well as Zhou Mo and Zeng Yan who came back with them, all applauded at the same time.
Yu Zhiming praised: "If it were in ancient times, with your appearance, the emperor would definitely have snatched you away to the palace."
Qing Ning came up to Yu Zhiming, holding up her skirt, and said with a chuckle, "Let's rehearse a few times tonight, and rehearse one or two more times on stage tomorrow, and we should be almost there."
Yu Zhiming reached out to tidy up the dozens of messy hairs that had run to the front of Qingning, and nodded in response.
Wang Shuisu picked up a bag from the sofa in the living room and said, "Brother Zhiming, this is your performance costume. Try it on and see if it fits."
"Is it also ancient costume?" Yu Zhiming asked.
Qing Ning said with a smile, "It's ancient costumes. Our three sets of costumes are all custom-made."
"I think you'd look really good in ancient costume."
Yu Zhiming touched his head and said, "It always feels a bit out of place to wear ancient costumes with short hair."
Wang Shuisu took out a red and white ancient costume and a black object from the bag.
"Brother Zhiming, look, there's a wig prepared for you..."
More than ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming, who was having dinner, received another call from Gu Qingran.
"Tomorrow we will have a rehearsal. Thursday afternoon, we will hold a reception at the Crowne Plaza Hotel."
"The red carpet walk starts at 5pm on Thursday."
Gu Qingran introduced the general arrangements for the next two days, and then said, "Tomorrow, some guests have requested a physical examination. What do you think about this?"
Yu Zhiming asked, "How many people?"
Gu Qingran replied, "There are more than a dozen people now. Three of them are reported to have obvious health problems and would like you to diagnose and treat them."
Yu Zhiming said, "Let's arrange it for Thursday afternoon. It's a reception. I don't like crowds, so just showing up will be enough."
Gu Qingran's voice rang out again, "Old Qin, Old Bai, and Old Liu will arrive tomorrow morning. Let's get together at noon to discuss the charity gala, the Chinese Medicine School, and the production and sales of ginseng pills..."
At nine o'clock in the evening, Yu Zhiming received another call from Gu Qingran.
"Tomorrow, members of the British royal family will attend our charity gala. This time, they didn't put forward any conditions, saying they just wanted to make a donation to contribute to cancer treatment."
Gu Qingran continued, "According to news reports, more than one member of the British royal family has contracted cancer..." (End of this chapter)
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