Chapter 133: Chapter 133: There’s Negative Affection! (Thanks everyone for the monthly votes, we’re in 10th place!)
Chen Cang returned to the office, put on his white coat, and sat down.
Qin Yue came running over, excited, “Chen Cang, you’re awesome! You re performing surgeries that even the Provincial People’s Hospital recognizes, impressive! How much did they pay you?”
Chen Cang was stunned!
Right!
It seemed… Tan Zhonglin hadn’t given him a single cent?
Thinking about it, Chen Cang didn’t feel sorry for himself. No, he really didn’t feel sorry.
The most important thing was that he had acquired two incredible skills.
One was the Advanced Neurosuture Technique.
One was the Advanced Finger Replantation Technique waiting to be activated.
The second skill was really awesome!
After all, it was a third-degree surgery, which the Second Provincial Hospital had yet to begin. When Director An’s equipment arrived, he, Chen Cang, would be like a brand-new flag.
Thinking of this, Chen Cang suddenly felt he should seize the time to hurry and
level up.
He was only at level 17 right now… he was still far from level 20.
He better make use of the “Guidance from a Master” while it was still available
and level up quickly!
Seeing Chen Cang not responding for a long time, Qin Yue nudged him with her elbow, “Come on, spit it out! Why are you hesitating? Mundo thinks you’re acting like an old lady!”
Chen Cang turned around, looking at Qin Yue with a wronged face, “Can I tell you… that I forgot to ask him for it?”
Seeing Chen Cang’s expression, Qin Yue burst out laughing, “Hahaha… Chen
Cang, you’re too funny!”
Wang Qian also hurried over, “Cang Er, what’s it like to do flying knife surgery?
Tell us about it!”
Chen Cang recalled, “Well… actually, it’s not much. When 1 got to the hospital, 1 was welcomed, and in the operating room, I was dressed. Hands were extended with instruments at the ready, heads bowed with assistants holding retractors, brows lifted to have sweat wiped off, turning around to have space made, and after finishing, people exclaimed 666…”
Wang Qian’s eyes widened in envy!
“Holy crap… awesome… This is the ultimate fantasy of a surgeon.
“Cang Er, let’s make a deal, next time you have a chance, take me with you, okay?”
Chen Cang rolled his eyes, “If something goes wrong, you take responsibility, and I’ll take you!”
Upon hearing this, Wang Qian slapped Chen Cang on the shoulder, “Cang Er, now I see through you. You’re just a superficial brother!
Chen Cang smiled, then looked at Wang Qian thoughtfully all of a sudden.
[Wang Qian, Goodwill: 30.]
[Qin Yue, Goodwill: 32.I
Chen Cang turned around and began observing his colleagues with whom he usually interacted. Indeed, when it came to relationships, one generally had a sense of who was close and who wasn’t.
[Shi Na: Goodwill: 30.]
The department wasn’t large, but judging by these numbers, 30 probably represented a fairly good relationship.
Just then, Chen Cang saw Yuan Fan enter, who smiled and glanced at Chen Cang, “Chen Cang, impressive! Now you can do surgeries out there, you must treat us, right?”
Chen Cang smiled without saying a word, mulling it over.
[Yuan Fan: Goodwill: -10.]
Chen Cang was taken aback, realizing there truly were negative values for goodwill.
With this system, 0 must represent the goodwill of an ordinary person, a positive number suggests a relatively good relationship, and a negative number would imply a poor relationship, or perhaps dislike.
Upon further reflection, Chen Cang suddenly felt this goodwill tracking was quite useful.
At least Yuan Fan, who seems very familiar to me, actually doesn’t like me at heart.
Seeing that Chen Cang wasn’t speaking, Yuan Fan came over with a smile and said with a face full of envy, “Chen Cang, that trip must have netted you at least a thousand bucks, right? You earn money so easily. We’re slaving away at the hospital, and by the end of the month, we barely make a few thousand, while a few trips for you equals our monthly income! You must treat us to something nice.”
Qin Yue covered her mouth, laughing as she said, “Haha… Chen Cang said he forgot to take the money!”
Yuan Fan was taken aback, and then he couldn’t help but laugh. Could anyone believe that? But then… thinking about Chen Cang being able to perform “Advanced Neurosuture Technique,” Yuan Fan was sour with envy.
Chen Cang just smiled, “Dr. Yuan is kidding. I’ve been working as a temp for two years, barely making over two thousand a month. Dr. Yuan makes a hefty few thousand a month, which is half a year’s income for me… Shouldn’t Dr. Yuan compensate for my meals over these two years first?”
Upon hearing this, Yuan Fan was startled and then, with a darkened face, he laughed, “Little Chen, you should really change this stingy nature of yours. You’re officially employed now and can even perform ‘Advanced Finger Replantation Technique’. It’s not good to be so stingy.”
Chen Cang chuckled and didn’t respond.
[Ding! Yuan Fan’s favorability -5!]
Chen Cang shook his head, there were plenty such people in life.
They never help you when you’re down and out, and might even look down on you.
But when you’re doing better, they become so envious they can’t stand it, asking you to treat them when they see you’re making money, or coming up with all sorts of reasons to borrow money from you. If you don’t treat them or give them money, they spread rumors about you everywhere.
In the end, they simply can’t stand to see you succeed.
They constantly accuse you of being stingy and miserly, but they have never treated anyone to a meal themselves.
Qin Yue was displeased and said immediately, “Yuan Fan, you call Chen Cang stingy, but in the two years we’ve been in the emergency department, he has treated us to meals. I’ve never seen you treating anyone!”
That one sentence turned Yuan Fan’s face sour.
[Ding! Yuan Fan’s favorability -5!]
Chen Cang was stunned. Damn, is that even possible?
Qin Yue talks about you, and the damage is on me. Bro, isn’t that a bit too much?
It seems that this favorability is really useful.
After all, you can know someone’s face but not their heart. With this favorability, at least there’s no need to worry about being stabbed in the back.
Wang Qian patted Chen Cang on the shoulder and gave a faint smile.
Just before closing time, Chen Cang received a call from Guo Cheng.
“Little Chen, what time do you finish work? I’ll send someone to pick you up, let’s have lunch together,” Guo Cheng said with a laugh over the phone. Actually, Guo Cheng, though limited in his capabilities, was quite good at dealing with people.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have become the director of the City Eighth Hospital at such a young age.
The surgery department of City Eighth Hospital may not be developing well, but the relevant departments have always been very supportive. After all, it is the old cadre’s hospital responsible for the health of many people.
Chen Cang: “Director Guo, I get off at twelve. No need for lunch, I’ll just head over right after.”
Guo Cheng laughed, “It’s not just anyone inviting, it’s Jin Donglai’s son, Jin Qingzhi. His father has been recovering exceptionally well these past few days and is very grateful to you. He’s worried that you might not accept his own invitation, so he specifically asked me to invite you over for lunch.”
Chen Cang didn’t refuse this time and nodded in agreement, “Alright then, 111 finish work at twelve and meet at the west gate of the Provincial Second Hospital.”
Guo Cheng chuckled, “Good!”
In this world, one cannot escape social obligations.
Chen Cang was no exception. The medical profession is actually relatively easier for accumulating contacts. Your patients come in all forms and after interacting for a couple of weeks, it’s easy to build a rapport.
Chen Bingsheng was very good at this, often keeping in touch with patients after their discharge, getting along with them like friends.
As for such social interactions, Chen Cang still felt he should participate in some..