The One Left Holding the Bag
On the same day Li Bai headed to the capital, a new doctor reported for duty at Huxi City Seventh People's Hospital.
This doctor had an unusual backer. Dean Jiang personally accompanied him to the fourth floor of the outpatient building.
Wei Lin, Director of Psychiatry, was also the first to come out and greet him.
"Dingyuan, you finally made it!"
Director Wei and Dean Jiang Qingjia were fellow apprentices. Both had earned their doctorates under their doctoral advisor, Wang Liangzhi, and belonged to the same academic lineage.
Now that Junior Brother had earned his master's degree and was ready to start work, Senior Brother Jiang—the most accomplished among them—had taken the initiative to pave the way for him.
"Senior Brother Wei!"
The young doctor called him Senior Brother Wei, and Director Wei beamed with delight.
"Junior Brother, go say hello to your new colleagues first. Then I'll take you to have a look at the inpatient building."
Dean Jiang had put a great deal of thought into finding the most suitable job for his junior. He had even gone so far as to get rid of one of the outpatient department's most promising young doctors.
If it hadn't been for one of his own people, Jiang Qingjia would never have schemed like this, needlessly robbing a talented young doctor of his brightest future.
Compared with the other benefits he'd offered as compensation, the credit he'd saved especially for his junior was clearly worth far more.
"Mm, all right, Senior Brother Jiang! No—Dean Jiang!"
Wang Dingyuan immediately slipped into professional mode and addressed Jiang Qingjia formally.
"Let's go! First, you can meet the nurses on the fourth floor."
Wei Lin took the lead, and the two headed toward the nurses' station.
To avoid putting