BXBX NOVEL Chapter 144: Someone Has Taken a Fancy to Qin Yue (Please Subscribe)
Is he really that awesome?!
Chen Cang thought about this and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy, wondering when he himself might have the honor of appearing on television.
He thought about how his father, Chen Dahai, would definitely buy two jin of bulk white wine, call over some old friends, cook up a few of his best dishes, and have a bragging fest!
The old saying goes, “Thirty years on, we admire the father for the son, and thirty years later, the son for the father.”
I he greatest hope in Chen Dahai’s life was his two sons, and his greatest pride, too.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Cang added Zhang Youfu’s WeChat and sent over the PPT.
Walking on the road and feeling bored, Chen Cang curiously checked out Zhang Youfu’s Moments.
He was instantly taken aback. In his mind, a doctor’s Moments should look like this: the latest guideline released, an upcoming conference, crowdfunding for someone…
But Zhang Youfu’s Moments looked like this:
“When full, nothing tastes good: Attach picture: Australian lobsters…”
“One must not let oneself down: Attach picture: Chengyang Lake hairy crabs…”
“Life requires a sense of ritual, Attach picture: Some high-class Japanese cuisine…”
“Celebrating the 22nd wedding anniversary with my wife: Attach picture: Sanya’s Ends of the Earth…”
“My son has learned how to fly a plane, and as an old driver, I’m really relieved: Attach picture: Some U.S. civilian flight training ground…”
This must be what a winner in life looks like, right?
Chen Cang felt that to live like Director Zhang, one must truly know how to enjoy life.
Showcasing delicious food, affection, and his son every other day, he’s really a show-off…
With new posts every day, Chen Cang was about to exit when he suddenly saw another update from Zhang Youfu:
“Air, I’m going on TV tomorrow, feeling a bit nervous. Should I wear a black tie or a red one?”
Chen Cang:…
Zhang Youfu and Li Baoshan are completely different kinds of people, with entirely different attitudes towards life, styles of dealing with things, and so on, a whole ten-year gap between them. Their outlook on life is worlds apart.
In comparison, Chen Cang envied Zhang Youfu even more, because he could live life as he pleased, not needing his children to tirelessly strive for prestigious schools. Instead, when their test scores were average, he could offer them the opportunity to study abroad, working hard to expand their channels and resources.
There really aren’t many in the medical circle who dare to post on Moments so freely; most are the type who earn money and spend it in secret. Openly showing off on Moments like Director Zhang is indeed rare.
But Chen Cang felt it wasn’t about showing off; it was a lifestyle, regardless of right or wrong. He was quite envious, anyway.
After all, the man hadn’t stolen or robbed. He earned his money with his skills. Wasn’t he allowed to enjoy life?
Doctors reaching the level of a senior attending physician would be at a well-off standard of living, and as a director, they would be part of the middle-income group. Including his skills with the scalpel, someone like Zhang Youfu should be making about one million a year, a big shot in the field of liver transplant surgery in Dongyang Province.
To earn money through hardship and spend it in joy – doctors are usually too busy to even spend their money, but Zhang Youfu really knows how to live.
After leaving the hospital at noon, Qin Yue hurried to the Dongyang Medical University.
She was very concerned about the article, knowing that publishing a high-impact SCI paper would no doubt be a great benefit for her future development.
Wu Xueyu’s family lived in the residential building on the campus of Dongyang Medical University—an old campus lush with trees and blooming flowers, where the foliage just managed to shield the sunlight as she walked through.
Qin Yue wasn’t sure why Professor Wu had asked her to visit his home at this time. It was noon, and she worried about imposing.
After knocking, Wu Xueyu opened the door, and, seeing Qin Yue, he smiled and said, “Little Qin is here, come in for lunch.”
Qin Yue felt somewhat awkward. Would it be proper to refuse?
Clearly, it wouldn’t be proper. But not refusing felt a bit embarrassing, too.
Wu Xueyu’s wife, seeing Qin Yue, hurriedly smiled and said to her son, “Little Wu, fetch some slippers for Little Qin.”
The warm hospitality of the family left Qin Yue feeling flattered.
Sitting at the dining table, Wu Xueyu said with a smile, “Little Qin, don’t be shy at home. I had a great relationship with your teacher when we were young!”
Wu Xueyu was lean and wore gold-rimmed glasses, which gave him a cultured appearance. His wife was also a professor at Dongyang Medical University and the head of gynecology at Dongda Second Hospital. Her name was Zhang Jinfen.
Although Zhang Jinfen might not be considered very beautiful, her warmth radiated when she smiled. With her hair up and an apron wrapped around her, she looked less like a department head and more like a housewife.
Zhang Jinfen placed some food on Qin Yue’s plate, smiling as she said, “Little Qin, I’ve read your paper too. It’s really quite insightful and innovative! Plus, it’s practical. The research topic is very valuable. Truly a case of ‘the student surpassing the master’!”
Qin Yue laughed shyly, “Professor Zhang, don’t praise me too much. I’m going to become conceited.”
Zhang Jinfen suddenly laughed out loud, “Oh, what are you calling me professor for? Just call me Auntie. I often deal with your dad, too. I just didn’t expect the Dean Qin to have such a lovely and likeable daughter. Auntie doesn’t have a daughter, so I’ve always liked girls. They’re not like boys who never care for home and don’t know how to be considerate!”
At this, Zhang Jinfen suddenly slapped her forehead, “Oh my, look at me getting all excited and forgetting to introduce you. This is my son, Wu Zhe. He just finished his Ph.D. this year. His advisor wanted to keep him at Xiehe, but his father and I wanted him to come back. After all, he’s our only child. Besides, Dongyang isn’t bad, right?”
Qin Yue nodded, “Brother Wu is really impressive!”
Wu Zhe smiled, “Just call me Wu Zhe. You’re quite remarkable, too a master’s degree from Xiangya. Actually, you could have continued straight to a Ph.D.
Why didn’t you have Professor Xu keep you for a doctorate?”
Qin Yue giggled, “I’m not one for great ambitions. I just want to start working soon, fulfill my parents’ wishes of marrying off and having grandchildren early.”
After they had chatted for a while, Zhang Jinfen suddenly asked with a smile, “Little Qin, do you have a partner yet?”
Qin Yue shook her head, “Not yet. I’m quite busy every day in the emergency department at the provincial Second Hospital, no time for that.”
Zhang Jinfen’s eyes lit up, “Hehe, yes, studying medicine is indeed busy and tiring. The circle is small, and before you know it, the years have passed.”
After eating, Wu Xueyu turned to Qin Yue and said, “Little Qin, come to the study with me. I was thinking over the translation I finished for you yesterday, there are some issues, and we need to make some revisions.”
Qin Yue nodded and followed Wu Xueyu into the study.
Zhang Jinfen then pulled her son aside and whispered with a suggestive smirk, “Little Zhe? What do you think? Do you like her?”
Wu Zhe became visibly embarrassed, “Alright… Mom! This, are you preparing for a side job as a matchmaker upon retirement or what?”
Zhang Jinfen immediately glared at Wu Zhe, “You rascal, you’re already 30! Still no partner.. If I’m not worried, who will be?”