Jiang Yihua restrained his impulses. Just before he lost control, he managed a difficult goodbye to Chi Yun’er and darted out.
’The wedding date has to be moved up. I’ve only climbed through her window twice and I’m already addicted, but it’s undoubtedly both a pleasure and a pain.’
’I’m terrified I’ll lose control and devour her before our time.’
Jiang Yihua’s suggestions weren’t particularly novel, but as long as the two of them were together, just nesting somewhere—anywhere—was sweet and blissful.
They spent the whole day having fun and even went to a photo studio to take pictures, which used up the rest of their roll of film.
After a bit of sweet-talking from the couple, the old master photographer chuckled and developed the photos for them ahead of schedule.
Before dawn the next day, Jiang Yihua left in a vehicle with the other educated youths.
Chi Yun’er didn’t have time for melancholy, throwing herself back into her demanding work.
Soon, Zhao Jinming returned from the south. After seven or eight consecutive days on a train, his clothes were wrinkled and his beard had grown out, making him look almost like a drifter. Yet his spirits were high. He didn’t even go home, reporting directly to their unit instead.
"Chi Yun’er, Xu Chengfang," he said, flashing a wide, toothy grin. "This trip was so worth it. I used to think that being from the Capital City with a decent family background meant I’d seen it all."
"But after this trip, I realize I was just a frog in a well..."
He couldn’t wait to share what he’d seen and heard along the way with his companions. He’d had a sleeper berth for the entire round trip—a ticket others fought to get—but Zhao Jinming had spent the whole time wandering through the train cars instead of resting, chatting with anyone he came across.
The trains hadn’t been modernized for speed yet, so they stopped at every station along the route, large and small. At the major stations, the stop could last for about an hour.
Zhao Jinming also chatted extensively with the comrades from various units who were picking up goods. His mind, once confined by the ideologies of the older generation, suddenly grew wings, and a flood of new ideas filled his head.
Chi Yun’er listened intently, occasionally jotting down a few words on a piece of paper.
Zhao Jinming had also brought back a lot of things. After handing out some to everyone, he reluctantly went home to clean himself up and get some rest, still feeling he had more to share.
Over the next few days, they subdivided the hospital employees based on their position, seniority, contributions, and other factors. They created several different tiers for the benefits and finalized a plan for cooperation with the staff from the Human Resources Department.
Thus, at the beginning of the new week, notices on red paper were posted on the bulletin boards at every hospital entrance, announcing the summer heat relief benefits.
Crowds quickly gathered, and those at the front began reading the notice aloud for the people in the back.
"...The summer heat relief benefits are already waiting in the warehouse... To collect your benefits, you first have to go to the Human Resources Department to verify your information and get a slip. The slip will state which tier of benefits you’re eligible for..."
"It also says there’s a wide variety of items this time. Some things are for everyone, but other items are in limited quantity, so it’s first come, first served..."
The crowd was taken aback. "What? We can pick our benefits? Is that fair to everyone else?"
The person at the front continued to answer questions. "It’s fair! The total value of each tier is the same. Two-thirds of the items are the same for everyone, and we get to choose the other third ourselves. It’s just that the rarer items will obviously go to the people who get there first..."
"But there’s no need to panic, you have the whole week to take care of it..."
After hearing that, how could anyone stand still? Everyone hurried back to their offices, figuring they’d finish up their immediate tasks, then find an opportunity to take turns with their colleagues to go to the Human Resources Department for verification, and then finally collect their items from the benefits office.
’Even though they said we have a whole week, the best items will definitely be snatched up first!’
Mornings were the busiest time at the hospital, but everyone’s efficiency was surprisingly high. After finishing a rush of work, people used their bathroom breaks as an excuse to hurry over to the Human Resources Department.
In the Human Resources Department, the task of data compilation was usually dumped on the new hires, while the senior staff took care of their own work at a leisurely pace. The newcomers would then have the miserable job of chasing people through various departments and offices with documents, trying to verify information—a process that would take two or three months just to complete one cycle.

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