Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic novel Chapter 747

Chapter 747: Chapter 346: Director Zhang Fears His Wife, The Hardships of Society’s Underclass (Part 3)

The speaker was an assisting doctor.

He should be nearing thirty, perhaps even just over thirty.

Normally, no one knew he was single.

Many people think doctors are glamorous, have stable jobs, relatively high incomes, and good social status, so it shouldn’t be hard for them to find a partner.

But who would have thought that doctors would also have trouble finding partners?

Because they’re usually too busy, if not busy with studies, then busy with work.

In terms of income, it’s quite substantial later on, but in the early stages, it’s rather tough. Exhausted from work every day, and the paycheck is pitifully small.

And it’s at this time that happens to be the right age for marriage.

Many girls only see the present and won’t consider the guy’s future promotions or salary increases.

People with villas, luxury cars, and annual incomes in the millions are most sought after.

"Haha, women fear marrying the wrong man, so of course, they want to pick the best when they do. If you had Dr. Li’s skills, I’d go get a marriage certificate with you tomorrow."

Chen Meilian was really drunk.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have made such frivolous remarks.

Marriage is no child’s play; from dating to getting a certificate, even a flash marriage should at least be dated for a month or two first, right!

"Miss Chen, I haven’t offended you, have I? Please don’t keep making trouble for me."

Li Jingsheng handed over two skewers of grilled lamb.

"This isn’t troubling you, it’s a compliment. Watching you shine on the operating table, completing high-difficulty surgeries that even Director Lian can’t, I find you really impressive. I also heard that your clinic is doing very well and your bone-setting skills are amazing. Such an outstanding man is fatally attractive to us women, you know?"

She didn’t eat the two skewers of lamb but instead poured another glass of wine and drank it in a few gulps.

"Meilian, you’re drunk, don’t drink anymore. I’ll take you home later."

Chang Yueyue hurriedly grabbed her cup.

"It’s getting late, pack up what hasn’t been eaten, and let’s all head out! Girls, be safe on the way home."

Teacher Ji spoke up.

In the operating room, she was regarded as the big sister, and she was fulfilling that role at the moment.

"Dr. Li, you’re really good-looking, do you know that?"

Chen Meilian, her eyes blurred with intoxication, exhaled alcohol fumes and repeated this sentence to Li Jingsheng once more.

"She’s surely drunk. Ms. Chang, you all be safe on the way home."

Li Jingsheng, in this situation, dared not play the hero escort.

For no other reason than the fear of being entangled by Chen Meilian, the little nurse.

As the saying goes, ’Drink doesn’t intoxicate people; people intoxicate themselves.’

In her drunken state, she constantly praised Li Jingsheng, thoughts that most likely had formed in her mind long ago.

She had simply buried them in her heart and never voiced them aloud before.

"I’ll go with you to send Meilian home! She looks quite worrying. Anesthesia Nurse, what about you? Why not join us?"

Teacher Ji looked at the anesthesia nurse.

"My home’s just nearby, less than a five-minute walk. I’ll call my dad to pick me up. You all go ahead!"

Apparently, the anesthesia nurse’s family wasn’t short on money.

To have been able to buy a house near the hospital, the price wasn’t cheap. Her parents probably had lived locally for many years.

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It’s often said that foolish people have their blessings; sometimes it’s about what you give up and what you gain.

He didn’t concern himself with personal gains and losses but participated enthusiastically in diagnosing and treating patients in the department, even outperformed others during skill competitions, helping many teams win awards. Such dedication made the leaders of the Second Hospital grow increasingly fond of him.

Leaders appreciate people who get things done.

At this time of the morning, it was indeed hard to catch a cab because of the high demand, many taxi drivers in the middle of shift changes.

Ride-hailing services were a bit less reliable in terms of time, requiring reservations in advance.

He couldn’t possibly book a car and then wait at the clinic.

Director Hua calling him personally to attend the consultation indicated the child’s condition was critical.

"Need a ride?"

A man on an electric scooter stopped in front of him.

"I need to go to the Second Hospital, can you take me?"

Li Jingsheng glanced at him twice; he seemed like a motorcycle taxi driver.

Motorcycles were banned in the city, but electric bikes with plates were allowed.

And they could carry one passenger.

This gave motorcycle taxi drivers a chance to survive.

They stealthily picked up fares everywhere, earning a meager income.

The advantage was the low cost.

Running a taxi would cost several hundred a day if idle.

For these electric bikes, buying one costs three to four thousand yuan, and if it’s a secondhand one, perhaps over a thousand yuan would suffice. Not running for a day, not even for a month, incurs little extra cost.