Doctor: I picked up attributes in the hospital

Chapter 197 The Importance of Opportunity

at noon.

Inside a restaurant outside Yenching University.

Zhao Heng and Shu Xin sat facing each other.

"Senior, you were really amazing just now. I was dumbfounded when I saw those classmates."

As soon as she sat down, Shu Xin said very excitedly and happily.

"Okay.."

Zhao Heng said indifferently.

It can be said that he has integrated most of the essence of all the doctors in the entire Eastern Hospital. These huge skills and experience made Zhao Heng stand at a very high height.

To understand Professor Li Hongwei's research at such a high level, this level is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary college students or even graduate students and doctoral students.

This is why Professor Li Hongwei valued him so much after chatting with Zhao Heng for a while, and was willing to give him the green light.

To put it bluntly, comparing Zhao Heng with them is a dimensionality reduction blow!

"It's okay, it's just crushed."

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, Shu Xin muttered.

"I think, senior, your level is not much worse than those professors in our college."

After a pause, Shu Xin said again.

"It's fine to say what you say. When others hear it, they think I'm arrogant."

Zhao Heng said with a smile.

In fact, what Shu Xin said was correct. If Zhao Heng, who gathered most of the best doctors in the entire Eastern Hospital, was not as good as a professor in an ordinary medical school, then the Eastern Hospital would be in vain ranked as the top 3 hospitals in the country.

However, because of his seniority and youth, Zhao Heng can't be too high-profile yet.

"Strength is strength."

Shu Xin smiled and said.

"I see how you look like recently, have you decided to develop exclusively in the self-media?"

Zhao Heng asked Shu Xin.

Recently, he opened Station B and found that Shu Xiaomeng's account is updated very frequently. Such a frequent video update means that almost all of her main time must be spent on making videos.

"Well, I think the path of medicine is too hard."

Shu Xin said directly.

She is currently studying in graduate school, but she is too busy now. If she is not a doctor, she will not be able to enter a large hospital at all.

But when she finishes her Ph.D., she will be almost 30 years old, but her career has just started. When she is [-] years old, she will be the attending doctor or even the deputy chief doctor. So what, the best years of life, especially for women The best youth is all missed.

She is only 24 years old, so she doesn't want to hand over the best ten years of her youth to the hospital and laboratory.

"Just make up your mind."

Zhao Heng nodded and said.

There are so many people studying medicine in the country, and there is no shortage of Shu Xin. Her family background is also very good, and she is also doing well in the media. There is really no need to spend a lifetime on the road of medicine.

"Well, I knew the senior supported me."

Hearing what Zhao Heng said, Shu Xin said with a sweet smile.

She has decided that after finishing her graduate studies early next year, she will devote herself to the cause of self-media.

Of course, the family members are opposed to this decision, because the older generation saw that there is no way to be a doctor with peace of mind if you make short videos from self-media.

"You have this foundation, it's not just a whim. If you want to engage in self-media without any foundation, you will definitely be hit with blood."

Zhao Heng said very seriously.

Shu Xin's account Shu Xiaomeng at Station B has more than 300 million fans. With this foundation, she can fully support her to engage in self-media full-time.

Those young people who don't have any foundation, like jumping headlong into the big hole of self-media, will definitely be hit with blood.

In this impetuous era, too many young people are confused by Internet celebrities who have become popular overnight on the self-media.

"Yes, in fact, if a single video only depends on the number of clicks, the income is very low. More often, the income from self-media is still derived from derivative channels."

Shu Xin nodded and said in agreement.

She wants to engage in self-media full-time, of course not on a whim, she has a complete and rigorous plan for what she will do in the future.

While the two were talking, the waiter brought the dishes, and the two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After lunch, Shu Xin took Zhao Heng to the studio she mentioned.

With Shu Xin's relationship, the price of a video also reached [-] yuan. After Zhao Heng filmed the video, he said goodbye to Shu Xin and went to the street food stall.

Five p.m.

Zhao's noodle stall in Food Street.

At this point, some young people who get off work early have already come to the food street.

Therefore, there are already sporadic diners in front of the noodle stall.

Seeing Zhao Heng approaching, Mother Zhao asked with some doubts: "Son, why did you get off work so early today?"

"I went to attend a lecture at Yenching University today, so I asked for leave."

Zhao Heng said.

"Listen to class? Son, do you still have class now?"

Mother Zhao couldn't understand, didn't her son have already graduated?
"Old woman, what do you know? This is to live and learn. Even if you work, you can't forget to study."

Papa Zhao said.

"With knowledge, it's like standing on a mountain, and you can see many things far away. Without knowledge, if you walk in a dark ditch and can't find it, it will be miserable."

After a pause, Dad Zhao seemed to have remembered something again, and said with great momentum.

When he said this, Dad Zhao had a special temperament, which made people feel very high-spirited.

"Dad, where did you get that from?"

As soon as Dad Zhao said this, Zhao Heng felt that his words made sense, and at the same time he was very kind and down-to-earth.

"Of course it was memorized by your grandfather."

Zhao's father smiled and said.

"Yes, at that time your father told me these things as soon as we met."

Mother Zhao also smiled and said.

Obviously also recalling the good old days.

Hearing this, Zhao Heng had a new understanding of his father.

People in that era suffered from the lack of opportunities. Otherwise, Zhao Heng would sometimes think that if a person like his father, who is motivated and loves to study, has the opportunity, he might become a very powerful person.

Of course, in Zhao Heng's eyes, Dad is also very good now, at least he is very talented in researching the method of beef noodles.

"well said!"

At this time, an old man with silver hair sitting in front of the noodle stall said.

"Young man, there are not many people who can remember this now!"

The old man said to Papa Zhao again.

The old man looked at least over 80, and it was normal to call Papa Zhao a young man who was under [-].

However, after so many years, Dad Zhao felt strange to be called a young man suddenly.

"Old man, can you hear the source of what I said just now?"

Father Zhao asked tentatively.

"I can't hear it. I also know which book your words come from, and I can memorize this set of books verbatim."

The silver-haired but hale and hearty old man waved his hands confidently and said.

Hearing the old man's words, Father Zhao couldn't help being in awe.

This old man's temperament, one can tell that he is a great intellectual.

After talking for a while, the noodles also healed. Father Zhao came out from behind the noodle stall carrying the noodles, put the noodles on the small table in front of the silver-haired old man, sat beside him, and wiped his hands with his apron.

"Boy, let me tell you..."

The old man didn't eat the noodles immediately, but chatted with Dad Zhao with great interest.

To the surprise of the silver-haired old man, although Dad Zhao's education level is not very high, he has a strong comprehension ability and is very savvy, so he can chat with him.

Hearing too many clichés and polite words, at Papa Zhao's place, the silver-haired old man rarely heard the most down-to-earth voice from the working people, which made him feel very refreshed.

Seeing that the two, who are almost 150 years old together, chatted so speculatively, Zhao Heng and Zhao's mother looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

(End of this chapter)