Chapter 15: Wang Sen’s Calculated Ambitions
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“Director Huang, I still feel something’s off. Although they didn’t take the boy’s temperature initially, his mother didn’t seem like someone who already knew Dr. Zhang. And when she said she wanted to buy fever medicine, it was actually me who persuaded her to see Dr. Zhang first. At first, she refused outright. How do you explain that?” Gui Cui pondered for a moment before voicing her doubts.
“Are you silly? When you’re acting, you have to do the whole act; otherwise, how could anyone believe it? Were you beside Dr. Zhang when he was examining the child?”
“No, I wasn’t. I only knew they talked for a long time in the consultation room,” Gui Cui answered honestly.
“See? It’s all part of the scheme, you know!” Huang Biao said, feigning a deep sigh. “Ah, Zhang Jing, that kid. He seemed quite smart at first, but now he’s only doing foolish things!”
Gui Cui was at a loss for words.
After hastily hanging up, she felt a chill run through her heart.
Her mood was the exact opposite of Huang Biao’s.
After putting down his phone, Huang Biao immediately jumped off the bed.
Because his cold and fever had been severe, he had received intravenous treatment at the hospital for two days. His temperature had returned to normal, but his body remained exhausted.
He had originally planned to rest for two more days to recuperate.
After all, patient volume was usually low; weekends were the busiest, so he figured he could start then.
But unexpectedly, someone suddenly emerged to complicate matters!
Honestly, while Huang Biao knew his medical skills weren’t extraordinary, compared to that young fellow Zhang Jing, he absolutely had the upper hand and wasn’t afraid at all.
However, Zhang Jing played a crafty move by enlisting a helper. The outcome was uncertain.
If Zhang Jing managed to deceive Boss Ma and secure a long-term internal medicine clinic shift, he might even attract some patients.
That would put Huang Biao’s position as the clinic’s “face” in jeopardy.
Thinking of this, Huang Biao could no longer stay still.
He immediately picked up his phone again and dialed Ma Hui’s number.
“Hello? Boss Ma?”
“Hey, Old Huang, how are you feeling? Better now?”
“Completely fine. I can work normally tomorrow.”
“Good, then rest well. See you tomorrow.”
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The scene shifts back to the Mingde Hall Chinese Medicine Pharmacy.
Gui Cui felt conflicted. She really wanted to talk to Zhang Jing face-to-face and advise him against these shady tactics.
After all, he was still young. Patience would bring opportunities in time.
If he went astray, it could ruin his entire life!
But she also comforted herself, thinking maybe Zhang Jing was just confused for the moment.
He was given a rare chance to sit for clinic duty all day, but didn’t see a single patient. Feeling he had let the boss and his sister down, embarrassed and ashamed, he resorted to this desperate plan.
Essentially, he hadn’t really fallen from grace.
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In any case, there was plenty of time ahead; there was no need to lose faith in him so soon.
That said, Gui Cui couldn’t just act like nothing had happened.
So after work, when the three roommates ate dinner together, Gui Cui did not, as usual, initiate a conversation with Zhang Jing.
Wang Sen noticed and asked, “Xiao Cui, what’s wrong? You look upset.”
“Nothing, maybe a bit tired,” Gui Cui replied evasively.
“Tired? No way. Old Huang wasn’t working today, right? You don’t even have to prepare medicine. How can you be tired?”
Wang Sen scratched his bald head, puzzled.
He knew Zhang Jing was filling in for the internal medicine clinic today. He had even checked the billing records on the computer system and saw that Zhang Jing had sold only one box of a ten-yuan patent medicine all day.
What Lin Sen didn’t know was that this box of medicine wasn’t bought by a patient directly as usual.
Zhang Jing used it to treat a young boy who had been suffering from recurrent high fever for nearly a week.
“Mentally exhausted,” Gui Cui replied with a double meaning.
Wang Sen was momentarily stunned, then looked at Gui Cui and Zhang Jing with a mysterious smile. “Oh, I get it.”
Gui Cui immediately blushed deeply, snapped, “Doctor Wang, don’t jump to conclusions!” and ran back to her room.
Zhang Jing ignored their chatter. As soon as he sat at the table, he was already thinking about how to bring up to Lin Sen that he wanted to participate in acupuncture treatments.
Seeing no reaction from Zhang Jing, Wang Sen grew impatient. “Hey, Xiao Zhang, you’re such a bookworm. Want me to help you out?”
At the word “help,” Zhang Jing immediately thought of how to start the conversation.
“Doctor Wang, I do want your help.”
“Oh? Tell me, what do you want me to do?”
“I was wondering if, in the future, for the clinic’s acupuncture and massage patients, I could also take part in the acupuncture treatments?”
“…” Wang Sen was momentarily thrown off. They were supposed to be talking about chasing girls, and now the topic shifted to work?
But he quickly caught on.
He smugly said, “I see. You’re worried that if you keep assisting me, Xiao Cui will look down on you, right?”
Zhang Jing didn’t know how to answer, so he just smiled ambiguously.
“Alright! I was planning to let you take over anyway. You never brought it up before, so I thought you just graduated and didn’t know anything.”
Of course, Zhang Jing couldn’t tell him that although he hadn’t known much before, after a year of studying with the system’s mentorship, his acupuncture skills had far surpassed Wang Sen’s.
“Thanks in advance, Doctor Wang,” Zhang Jing said with a smile, sincerely.
Wang Sen was about to respond politely, but suddenly realized he hadn’t thought it through.
He didn’t have many patients to begin with. If he shared some with Zhang Jing, wouldn’t he earn less?
He spent a fortune every month on online games.
“Don’t thank me yet, Xiao Zhang. Here’s what I’m thinking: Our clinic calculates performance by first deducting the basic salary, then giving commission based on the remainder.”
“You don’t have much income yet, not even reaching the basic salary threshold. So even if your income grows a bit, it won’t mean much.”
“Here’s the deal: You can do acupuncture treatments all you want. I’m only good at massage. But the treatment slips have to be issued under my name. Then I’ll treat you to a big meal every month as a reward. How’s that?”
After this long speech, Wang Sen nervously watched Zhang Jing, afraid he’d refuse.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jing nodded without hesitation. “Okay, let’s do it your way, Doctor Wang.”
“Great! Xiao Zhang, I knew you were a reliable, hardworking guy,” Wang Sen praised insincerely.
In his heart, he thought, “What a bookworm! Doesn’t even realize he’s being played.”
For Zhang Jing, he didn’t care about Wang Sen’s ulterior motives.
His only concern was how to gain more clinical diagnosis and treatment opportunities so that he wouldn’t waste the system’s training.
Just then, a system notification arrived.
“Ding~”
Zhang Jing quickly closed his eyes.
“Beep beep beep ~ System message: Congratulations, host, you have successfully cured a patient and earned +1 clinical experience point.”
Here’s your latest personal attribute panel:
Host name: Zhang Jing
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Profession: Pure Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner
Medical Ethics Rating: Excellent
Medical Skill Level: County-level Renowned Doctor (Comprehensive Assessment)
Specialized Departments: Internal Medicine (County-level Renowned Doctor), Pediatrics (City-level Renowned Doctor), Acupuncture (Somewhat Known)
Clinical Experience: 1
Seeing the last line no longer read zero, Zhang Jing felt genuinely excited for a while.
But then, reflecting calmly, he thought, curing one patient only earns one clinical experience point — the system was too stingy!
He still needed 9,999 points to qualify for the next simulated mentorship opportunity!
Who knew when he’d reach that!
Yet, he reminded himself this was just the beginning. The system hadn’t clearly stated the rules that each cured patient grants clinical experience.
Perhaps this case was too simple and thus awarded few points.
With that thought, Zhang Jing’s spirit lifted once more.