Giving the wrong person, called hurt.
"Speaking of which, at the beginning I had no idea. Old Cui instructed the nurse before the surgery to definitely inform me about this matter, and then let me find hospital leadership to clarify it in time."
"At that time, I thought I shouldn't delay the young man's future!" Mr. Cui looked at Zhou Can. "Because you were late for the exam for saving me, it didn't have much impact, did it?"
"At first, the examiner blocked me from entering the exam room. Later, the Medical Department stepped in to clarify for me, and the examiner let me enter. The hospital also gave me an extra ten points for medical ethics."
Zhou Can spoke of that day, with great emotion.
Good people eventually get their rewards.
"Those ten points were well added. As an intern daring to risk being late for the exam to save an unrelated person, such golden character should be highly praised."
Mr. Cui, hearing the outcome was satisfactory, was also quite pleased.
"Oh, right! Dr. Zhou, could you give us your personal phone number? It must be fate that we met, and you are my lifesaver. I'm a few years older than you but I hope we can keep in touch regularly."
Mr. Cui and his wife were clearly cultured, classy people.
Zhou Can was very willing to make friends with such people.
He gladly gave his phone number to them and they saved each other's contact.
"If you don't mind me bothering you, we could add each other on WeChat for more convenient chatting in the future," Mr. Cui said with a smile.
Phone conversations are more direct, while chatting on WeChat provides a certain buffering space.
A phone call is generally for urgent, important matters, or work needs, business interactions—appearing more serious and formal.
The chat via WeChat seems more casual.
Zhou Can readily agreed.
The other party willingly initiating friendship was a sign of respect.
After adding each other on WeChat and saving phone numbers, it meant their relationship had taken a big step closer.
"Originally, I should have treated Dr. Zhou to a meal. My health hasn't fully recovered, I can't drink alcohol, and there are many foods I must avoid; it would surely be less enjoyable. Let me treat you after I've fully recovered."
Mr. Cui asked for his phone number probably for the purpose of inviting him to a meal later.
"Alright, I won't take up more of your time now. I own a foreign trade company, and now that I am ill and my son is abroad, all the matters are solely handled by my wife."
Running a foreign trade company, if done well, can be quite lucrative.
And it's earning foreign money.
"So sister-in-law is so capable! No wonder she looks like a strong woman!"
Zhou Can said with a smile.
Giving roses hand leaves a lingering fragrance.
Praising others appropriately can bring many benefits and more easily gain others' favor.
"Hehe, are you complimenting me or teasing me? A strong woman is now a double-edged term."
She covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Of course I'm complimenting! Sister-in-law is such a gentle, considerate, and capable woman, I doubt any derogatory term dare suits you."
Chatting sometimes requires improvisation.
Otherwise, it could turn cold and awkward in minutes, even capsize.
"Haha, Dr. Zhou not only has a benevolent heart and skills, but also your praise skills are top-notch! We are leaving now, goodbye!"
She laughed happily, waving her hands and helping Mr. Cui away along with her.
Carrying 8 little white mice on the way back to the apartment, Zhou Can's mood was especially bright.
The gloom had cleared, after adversity comes prosperity.
His life, having experienced this storm, became even more dazzling.
Considering Jin Mingxi had invited him for dinner, which would definitely take up some time, he purposefully bought two fewer white mice.
In the apartment, Zhou Can greedily earned a continuous flow of medical experience points from the little white mice.
Jin Mingxi was still persistently practicing knots.
Bean curds were ruined one after another.
Even as a surgeon, everyone's main focus in surgery could vary.
If Zhou Can didn't have the experience points system, he might also, like Jin Mingxi, just master the most basic medical skills and then choose one or two surgical areas to specialize in.
Don't look down on knot tying, mastering it could also make one a famous surgeon.
Around 6:40 PM, after Zhou Can had used up the third little white mouse, Jin Mingxi invited him for a meal at a small restaurant. During which, they downed seven or eight bottles of beer.
He initially thought Jin Mingxi couldn't hold his liquor when he saw him come back completely drunk from a class reunion.
Hey, it turns out he really underestimated him.
After five bottles of beer, Jin Mingxi was still like nothing was wrong.
Zhou Can only found out then.
At the last class reunion, because he blocked a lot of drinks for a female classmate called Yez(URL HIDDEN)three male classmates were displeased, and they joined hands to mess with him, insisting on mixing white and red alcohol to show real meaning.
The so-called mixing of white and red, were mixed drinks.
Ultimately, Jin Mingxi, facing three alone, nearly didn't end up with a bleeding stomach.
All three of them were put down by him, and he also ended up being drunk like a mess after Yez(URL HIDDEN) sent him back to the apartment.
From this point, it can be seen that under Jin Mingxi's gentle appearance, there's also a spirited side.
Through this meal and drink, Zhou Can's relationship with him subconsciously became closer.
After returning to the dormitory, Zhou Can once again immersed himself in practicing medical skills.
Close to 8:20 PM, he received a message.
It was sent by Yang Chan.
"Just finished surgery, glad you're fine!"
He thought she was rather cold and wouldn't reply to the message.
But even though she replied, the content still carried a hint of aloofness.