Chapter 328 The terminally ill boss in a wheelchair and the young Chinese medicine practitioner in a
The terminally ill boss in a wheelchair and the young Chinese medicine practitioner in a small clinic (Twenty-seven)
Yan Qi received another call early in the morning.
Looking for Lance.
Without even thinking about it, he said that he and Lance were not familiar with each other.
The other party hung up after hearing that.
"These people really don't give up. They come here every day."
Yan Qi complained but didn't take it to heart.
After all, he now receives at least 800 calls, if not 1,000. To be honest, he already feels that he has mastered the business.
After packing up and preparing to go out, Yan Qi went back to the bathroom with his shoes half-put on.
After a few minutes, he walked out with a complicated expression and a relieved smile.
When he arrived at the hospital, Yan Qi did what he had to do.
But it wasn't long before Yan Qi felt something was not right. The guys and nurses who usually got along well with him all had strange expressions when they looked at him today.
Yan Qi’s first reaction was, what kind of medical accident did he have?
Then he realized that it was impossible to die of laughter because he was just an intern.
What do these people's looks mean?
Yan Qi thought about it and went to the toilet during the break. He sat on the toilet and waited quietly for ten minutes. Sure enough, he heard someone walking in discussing something.
"Have you heard? What happened yesterday was really explosive."
"I heard about it, I never expected it. I thought Yan Qi was a decent person, but I didn't expect he was that kind of person."
"Well, you're the only one who thinks he's decent. I've always thought he was a bad guy."
"Ah? How come, has he had something similar happen to him before?"
Yan Qi stared at his phone and silently turned on the recording.
"Shh, keep your voice down. I'm only telling you, don't tell anyone else."
"Okay, go ahead. Don't worry, I'm keeping my mouth shut."
"It's like this. I heard that Yan Qi was not a good person in school. He was only able to do such shady things that he could come to our internship."
Yan Qi crossed his legs and continued recording while opening the group chat.
[Are there any seniors who want to use the restroom? I'm in the restroom on the fourth floor, would you like to join me? ]
After he sent it, he sneered in his heart.
Isn't it said that he is a despicable person? Then shouldn't he let these people see for themselves?
They were still chatting outside, and the topic had changed from how he was a slut in college to how he had to lick a bitch's face (the other party's original words) before he followed the teacher during his internship.
Now the topic has developed to the point that the best evidence is that his uncles and uncles all came to see him yesterday because he took bribes from them.
"Fuck your fucking shit!"
The person who came in at the door cursed, "Everyone is busy as hell, but you two guys are so idle? You still have time to make up rumors here, right? Who told you that I was bribed? If you have evidence, just report it directly, don't hide in the toilet like a little mouse and talk nonsense."
He cursed and shouted inside.
"Yan Qi, how long do you want to go to the bathroom? Is your hemorrhoids acting up again? Didn't you just get some hemorrhoid ointment from your friend who's very good at treating hemorrhoids yesterday? Why did you give it all to your senior uncles and didn't keep any for yourself?"
After hearing this, Yan Qi pushed the door open with a smile, naturally passed by the two doctors who had embarrassed and shocked expressions and came to his uncle's side.
"Master uncle really understands me. But it doesn't matter to me. I'll just follow you guys first. After all, he's my friend. I can just ask him to get me some later. It's his unique invention anyway."
The two men felt even more embarrassed when they heard this.
They even falsely accused them of bribery, but in fact they were just kind enough to bring some special hemorrhoid ointment to the elders?
One of the men muttered to himself without showing any expression.
It’s just some hemorrhoid ointment. It’s his fault that Yan Qi made such a big fuss about it.
Only Yan Qi is thick-skinned enough to give away this ointment. Yan Qi's friend is probably in his early twenties. How capable can he be?
It's just something developed by a young boy, but he has the nerve to give it away as a gift.
It's not their fault for misunderstanding.
Uncle Yan Qi didn't say much. Of course, he came here to support Yan Qi.
Now that it's been explained clearly, and the hemorrhoid plaster has also been cleared, there's no point for these people to bring it up again. He patted Yan Qi on the shoulder and took him away.
After walking around a corridor, the master looked at Yan Qi with a happy face.
"You are a good kid, and your friend is also good. His name is Lance, right? You should get to know him more in the future. He is a good talent."
After saying this, he walked away with the wind under his feet. Yan Qi looked at him and felt that his master's steps were much lighter and more relaxed than before.
A storm that was about to break out has passed, but it hasn't completely passed.
Two days later, Yan Qi had just gotten his meal in the cafeteria and sat down to eat when a doctor, who was not very familiar with his classroom, walked straight towards him.
Yan Qi thought he was going to sit opposite him and didn't pay much attention to it, but as soon as he sat down, he pushed the cup of milk tea in his hand towards him.
"Yan Qi, right? I heard from your department that you like to drink something called taro paste and coconut milk. I'm asking you for this. Can I ask you something?"
Yan Qi's expression changed from alert to thoughtful to no way.
Sure enough, the next second this extremely smart doctor spoke in an embarrassed voice with a lowered voice.
"Your uncle said that your friend has a special hemorrhoid ointment that is really good. Can you buy some for me? Or you can tell me which hospital your friend works in, and I can go there myself."
Yan Qi had a look of sudden enlightenment.
He said, how could there be a doctor who doesn't suffer from hemorrhoids? TUT can completely see his future.
Although heartbroken, Yan Qi still remained alert.
He hesitated for a few seconds before shaking his head. "This was originally made for me by a friend out of friendship. I was also shameless enough to ask my friend to work overtime for my uncle-in-law. He was also very busy himself."
When the doctor heard this, he became anxious.
"Then why don't you talk to your friend and ask him to help you squeeze out some time to get some more?"
"Yan Qi, can you help me? We are in the same hospital, you can't be partial to one and treat the other the same. I also heard from your uncle that he paid for the plaster, didn't he? I paid for it too, so can you help me get some as well, otherwise I won't be able to sit for the whole day."
Yan Qi: ...
Uncle Master, are you a bit too talkative?
He had no choice but to agree, and repeatedly emphasized to the other party that he would only help once.
Then Yan Qi witnessed the sinister nature of human beings and the terribleness of people with moles. For the next whole day, he felt like a blind date waiting for a price at a blind date corner. People kept coming to him with enthusiastic tones and generously ordered plasters.
Most of them were his seniors, each one more eloquent than the other and he couldn’t refuse them.
Finally, when he got off work, Yan Qi found that his purchasing agent 2.0 was basically dead.
Yan Qi: ...
Think positively, I'm helping my brother make money.
What do you mean by thinking the worst?
Of course, I dare not even think about it.