Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Chapter 178: Worries and Treating Patients on Behalf of My Mentor

"Hey, didn’t I apologize yesterday? Why are you still being so courteous?"

Li Jingsheng saw the other party set down the fruit and leave, and quickly called out to stop him.

"No, no, no, yesterday’s apology wasn’t sincere enough. Today, if you don’t accept these boxes of fruit, I won’t be able to sleep well tonight."

Fatty Zhang was probably terrified when he saw Huimin Pharmacy being shut down directly.

What he showed at this moment was a strong desire to survive.

"Alright then, I’ll just accept it then! Thank you!"

Li Jingsheng looked helpless, but had no choice but to reluctantly accept this gesture of apology.

Even if a box of durians only contains one, it costs several hundred yuan.

He sent four boxes in total; Fatty Zhang really went all out to earn Li Jingsheng’s forgiveness.

Compared to life and death, giving these things is nothing.

As he was about to leave, Fatty Zhang pressed his hands together in thanks repeatedly to Li Jingsheng.

It seemed that Li Jingsheng accepting the fruit was a great gift to him.

Just after Fatty Zhang left and Li Jingsheng hadn’t recovered his senses, several other pharmacy owners, as if they’d planned it together, each came with gifts.

Even Boss Liu, whom he had scolded, brought two bottles of good wine and a carton of good cigarettes.

Just this carton of Chunghwa cigarettes would cost 1,000 yuan.

When he had his anniversary celebration last time, in order to set up arches and tables at the store entrance, he gave an intermediary a carton.

Those two bottles of Moutai should be worth about three thousand yuan.

To think he scolded this woman the harshest, yet she brought the most expensive apology gift.

"Boss Liu, you’d better take the cigarettes and wine back! I don’t drink and I don’t smoke!"

"No, no, a gift once given can’t be taken back! As long as Boss Li doesn’t hold a grudge against a little woman like me, that would be enough!"

It seemed like Boss Liu had turned into a different person.

Her head was bowed and her eyes cast down, and although her smile was somewhat forced, the determination to seek forgiveness through gift-giving was unwavering.

In the end, after the gift-giving bosses left, Li Jingsheng looked at the table full of gifts and didn’t know how to handle them.

"Each of you, take a box of durians home to eat!"

Li Jingsheng was quite generous.

It also served as a small reward for the three employees who stayed late to guard him as the boss yesterday.

"This, such expensive things, each of us getting a box?"

Han Siying was astonished, her eyes wide open.

"This stuff, although it smells a bit bad, is quite good for your health when eaten. Just take it! I can’t finish it all by myself, and it’ll go to waste otherwise."

Li Jingsheng urged the three.

"Boss, you could also return it to the fruit store! I’m sure they’d take it back for a bit less than they paid for it."

Xiaogao’s entrepreneurial mind seemed to have been sharpened.

"Just take it and go, why so much fuss? Do you want it or not?"

A nurse from the orthopedic outpatient department, whose face he could barely recall, greeted him with a smile.

"Morning!"

Li Jingsheng couldn’t even recall her name.

"Dr. Li, I heard that the day before yesterday you performed exceptionally well in the inpatient department! Our orthopedics department needs rising stars like you."

He hadn’t walked far before another rushing department doctor greeted him with a smile.

He faintly sensed that his status in the orthopedics department seemed to have risen overnight.

These doctors and nurses in the department are well-informed; any news spreads quickly.

As he walked along, three nurses and two doctors proactively greeted him.

Yet Li Jingsheng couldn’t remember any of their names.

He had no choice; when he used to ’intern’ at the outpatient clinic, he was always in a rush coming and going. He never had time to get acquainted with the other medical staff in the orthopedic outpatient department.

Moreover, back then, his status was low; even if he approached others for a chat, they might not have paid him any attention.

Their attitude was almost certainly cold.

He naturally wouldn’t offer his warm face to their indifferent buttocks.

Given the current situation, he estimated that after half a month of working here, he’d at least recognize his colleagues by face.

At least he wouldn’t face the embarrassment of not being able to recall someone’s name.

A moment later, he arrived at the orthopedic manual reduction outpatient clinic room.