Chapter 4 Casualties Unknown

Dean Qi glanced at Zhong Xiangyang and said, "The office director has gone to give birth, and no one has been handling the work. Do you think you can manage it?"

"Where is that?" Chen Zaisheng then took Zhong Xiangyang to the so-called office of the dean

You left it behind, Director Qi pointed at Zhong Xiangyang and said

Zhong Xiangyang arrived early at the Qipan Town Health Center. In the courtyard, there was a small car parked. When Chen Zaisheng saw Zhong Xiangyang enter, he immediately walked out from the room into the corridor and said: "Why did you come so late? I've been waiting for you for half a day. Come on, I'll take you to get the director's signature."

"Hmm, I have heard about it, come in..." Dean Qi, having finished her work, looked up and saw Zhong Xiangyang following Chen Zaisheng. She was momentarily taken aback but said nothing else, only stating, "Alright, I understand, you can put the items here."

No, no, no, that is not what I meant. If Dean Qi is too busy, just feel free to instruct me to do anything, as long as it is not treating patients; I can handle anything, including managing logistics.

"So you mean, I should give you the position of the dean?" Dean Qi said

Chen Zaisheng nodded slightly and turned to leave

Zhong Xiangyang obediently walked over to close the door. Turning around, he saw Dean Qi reviewing his resume materials. After finishing, Dean Qi asked, "You really are persistent, aren't you? I thought just a brief appearance at the funeral home would be enough, but I didn't expect you to come to the health clinic as well. With your graduate degree, what brings you here?"

While dining, Chen Zaisheng kept beating around the bush to inquire about the relationship between Zhong Xiangyang and Dean Qi. Zhong Xiangyang glanced around and spoke evasively, as if he did not want to say anything. It wasn't that he didn't want to speak; he simply couldn't. How could he directly tell him that he had merely encountered Dean Qi on the street by chance, and that the old man had a heart attack, and he had saved him? And then what? That was the end of it. What was there to say?

Chen Zaisheng smiled upon hearing this and pointed at Zhong Xiangyang, implying quite simply that the young man was not being sincere. However, this did not prevent Chen Zaisheng from insisting on having a meal with Zhong Xiangyang before leaving

Some things can be said halfway, while others can be conveyed in just a few sentences. Therefore, at this moment, Chen Zaisheng noticed that Zhong Xiangyang was silent and felt it inappropriate to inquire further. Since the other party chose not to speak, it indicated a certain taboo regarding the matter. Zhong Xiangyang also could not grasp the meaning behind what was said, but since the topic was no longer being discussed, he felt it was inappropriate to ask again.

Regarding the issue of conveying the superior's intentions, it is preferable to use written documents. However, even when such official documents reach the grassroots level, their content often becomes distorted. For instance, the covert intention to suppress Zhong Xiangyang cannot be communicated through written documents. As a result, the narrative has morphed into one where Zhong Xiangyang is perceived as someone who has been elevated by the higher-ups, with the expectation that he will receive support from below at the appropriate time. This was also a source of surprise for Dean Qi when he discovered that this individual had saved his father, leading to a series of reactions that created an ambiguous and complex relationship.

A few minutes later, the health center received the aforementioned call. Residents from a nearby village had stolen natural gas, and while drilling into the pipeline, an explosion occurred. The casualties are unknown, and they were instructed to go and assess the situation. If there are any casualties, they should provide immediate medical assistance.

What can you do?" Finally getting to the point, Dean Qi turned to Zhong Xiangyang and asked

Chen Zaisheng and the librarian followed closely behind Zhong Xiangyang. While shaking hands with the family members, Dean Qi's daughter was once again surprised to see Zhong Xiangyang. However, the elderly matriarch of the Qi family felt a deep sense of comfort upon seeing him. She grasped Zhong Xiangyang's hand tightly, believing that her husband had been revived by this young man. How could he have perished in the hands of these incompetent doctors? Over the past two days, she had repeatedly expressed this sentiment to her daughter, but her daughter ignored her, blaming her for not understanding anything and for worrying unnecessarily.

"Director Chen, you are here as well. How is it that you know Dean Qi?" asked Zhong Xiangyang.

"Close the door," Dean Qi said, pointing at the door

Dean Qi nodded. Although he was unsure about this individual, as he had mentioned, reporting both major and minor matters to himself should not lead to any unexpected issues. Therefore, it would be acceptable to observe for a while.

The door to the dean's office is open. Although Chen Zaisheng is in front, Zhong Xiangyang, who is following behind, also sees who is sitting inside. It is the daughter of Dean Qi, whom he saved. He has met her twice: once during her father's rescue and once during her father's cremation. There is no way he could mistake her.

The funeral home in the county is located within the crematorium, and the so-called farewell ceremony for the deceased is merely a brief visit, which is about all that is needed.

Zhong Xiangyang received a black veil, pinned it to his sleeve, and walked forward with the mourners. Just as he was walking, he was suddenly tapped on the back. Turning around, he was surprised to see the personnel department head, Chen Zaisheng, whom he had met the day before.

Then I will trouble Section Chief Chen

However, Zhong Xiangyang's attitude has caused Chen Zaisheng to think more deeply, as he reviewed his resume on hetushu.com. A recent graduate from the Provincial Medical University, having never worked before, yet possessing such profound skills, has made Chen Zaisheng feel quite apprehensive.

"Background? Section Chief Chen, what does it mean?" Zhong Xiangyang asked.

I can't believe you, just tell me how you found your way here. I want you to know that although you saved my father once, that does not mean I owe you my gratitude. Do you understand

Regarding this matter, Zhong Xiangyang found it impossible to seek clarity; one only needs to observe Chen Zaisheng's demeanor to understand. Therefore, he would rather obscure this ambiguous relationship.

Chen Zaisheng knocked on the door and said, "Dean Qi, a talented student has been assigned to our institute from above. He has been here for a few days, and you have not had the time to meet him. Today, he has come again..."

After shaking hands with his family, Chen Zaisheng caught up and patted Zhong Xiangyang's shoulder again, saying: "Do you know Dean Qi?"

"I will give it a try. I will handle what I can, and for what I cannot manage, I will report to you in a timely manner. I will provide you with a response for both major and minor matters. I believe that with your support, there should be no significant issues," said Zhong Xiangyang confidently.

"Well, I suppose we are somewhat acquainted," said Zhong Xiangyang

"Of course I understand. Besides, I had already chosen to come to this health clinic back when I was in school. Director Qi, at that time I hadn't even come to the county town or met your father yet. This can't be said to be premeditated, can it?" Zhong Xiangyang asked in a low voice.

He noticed that Director Qi had been speaking in a lowered voice since the beginning of their conversation. Consequently, he also lowered his voice. Clearly, for some reason, neither of them wanted others to know the nature of their relationship or the details regarding the book.

At this moment, Zhong Xiangyang suddenly realized that Chen Zaisheng had been inquiring about his relationship with Dean Qi. It turned out that the questions were not about his relationship with that old man, but rather with this female Dean Qi. Her father is the director of the county hospital, and her daughter is the director of the township health center. Chen Zaisheng had misunderstood, and so had Zhong Xiangyang.

The reason she said this was not solely because Zhong Xiangyang saved her father, Dean Qi, but rather because at her father's funeral, she encountered a minor official from the county who secretly informed her that someone from above was being sent to her for training and that she should take care of him at the appropriate time. However, since it was her father's funeral, the person did not elaborate much and merely exchanged greetings. This is why Dean Qi is perceived as so 'understanding'.

Early the next morning, Zhong Xiangyang took a car to the county town. He was contemplating whether he should buy a car, as he had two hundred thousand in his account anyway. Constantly taking the bus back and forth was indeed inconvenient. However, this money was earned from selling his future, and if he spent it just like that without generating any benefits, he felt a sense of reluctance in his heart.

"Hush, let's talk about it later." After Chen Zaisheng let out a hush, he continued to push Zhong Xiangyang forward.

However, the more Zhong Xiangyang remained silent, the more Chen Zaisheng felt that there was a mysterious relationship between Zhong Xiangyang and Dean Qi. Zhong Xiangyang could not understand why Chen Zaisheng was so keen to inquire about a deceased old man. The two of them were each speaking their own minds, resulting in neither of them obtaining any information about the other.

"Do you believe that I am exercising?" Zhong Xiangyang said helplessly

Then Xiao Zhong, let's go out first

Sitting in his own office at wwwhetushu.com, Zhong Xiangyang felt the taste of power for the first time. However, before he could savor this taste for long, nearly everyone in the health clinic heard a loud explosion. Doctors and patients emerged, standing in the courtyard and looking towards the possible source of the sound, but after that one sound, there was no further noise.

I almost secured a management position at the provincial hospital, so I believe I am more suited for hospital management. I am not cut out to be a doctor; my grades in school were just barely passing. I know I am not fit to be a physician. My family pressured me into applying to medical school, and I have no real interest in being a doctor. However, I have persevered through both my undergraduate and graduate studies, and I think being a hospital manager would suit me quite well

"Apart from being a doctor and treating patients, everything else is acceptable," said Zhong Xiangyang

"What? You graduated from a medical university, yet you don't practice medicine. What are you doing at the health clinic? What will you be able to do in the future?" Dean Qi broke down again

Zhong Xiangyang stood in line, and there were still quite a few people here to pay their respects. Moreover, it was not just one family holding the farewell for the deceased. Fortunately, among these few families, only one had the surname Qi, which made things much easier.

If one does not have connections, such matters would not lead to the delivery of messages. I said to you, how did you come here to gain some prestige? It turns out you have backing in the courtyard. Young man, work hard; I have high hopes for you. By the way, shall we have a drink before we leave? Chen Zaisheng did not want to miss any opportunity to connect with the leadership. In his view, the fact that Zhong Xiangyang could come here to gain prestige and also knew Dean Qi was quite telling. Therefore, establishing a relationship with this young man was equally important.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. Zhong Xiangyang received a call from Chen Zaisheng, informing him that the dean had returned and requested him to come back to work