Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital-Chapter 388 - 346: Do Mom and Dad Both Know? (2)

Although it sounds a lot like alchemy, in fact, the black box reaction in modern science is basically like this.

Especially in the field of nanomaterials manufacturing, since humans still don’t have nano-level real-time adjustment methods, we can only use this method of manufacturing reaction black boxes to prepare nanomaterials.

"The young people today lack the rigorous scientific attitude that you have, Xiao Zhao. Otherwise, the situation wouldn’t be so dire now."

Li Hongwei sighed as he spoke.

The issue of the talent gap is not only present in the medical industry but is especially evident in the field of scientific research. Apart from emerging research areas like artificial intelligence, in traditional scientific research areas, the top and cutting-edge projects are almost all led by groups of academicians at least over seventy years old.

One can imagine that once these old scientists age, the batch that follows is lacking in various aspects, which is why it’s so concerning for top scientists like Professor Li Hongwei.

Li Hongwei’s words left Zhao Heng a bit unsure of how to respond.

After finishing the work in the lab, Zhao Heng checked the time and saw it was already six o’clock.

Leaving Yanjing University, Zhao Heng headed to his family’s "Bench Noodles" restaurant. It was meal time, and all the tables in the shop were occupied, indicating good business.

Zhao Heng saw the shop was quite busy, so he immediately headed inside, put on an apron, and started working alongside his mom and dad.

This rush continued until around seven thirty when the shop finally quieted down.

"Dad, is business always this good every day?"

Zhao Heng wiped his sweat and chugged down half a bottle of mineral water as he asked his father.

That flurry of activity had him sweating all over, despite only doing tasks like serving noodles, clearing tables, and handling payments. Being in such a crowded space inevitably made him break into a sweat.

Initially, dine-in customers were already plentiful. Inspired by someone, Zhao’s dad even started using smartphones for seniors to offer delivery service on a certain platform, hence the crowd.

"Today was especially busy, but the past few days were quite good too."

Zhao Heng inquired about the business, and Zhao’s dad chuckled as he responded.

After switching from a street stall to a storefront, Zhao’s dad initially felt a bit uncertain, but experience showed that as long as the location was good and the food was of quality, people would come.

In today’s over-promoted and packaged dining industry, Zhao’s dad’s simple and straightforward approach instead won the praise and love of the diners.

Without excessive promotion and packaging, not even shouting for attention, Zhao’s dad’s noodles were ample and filling, particularly generous with beef compared to others. Sit down, peel a clove of garlic, and one can enjoy a sumptuous carb feast. In this era of declining consumption and the prevalence of so-called internet-famous foods, this approach undoubtedly wins the affectionate approval of diners.

Just then, a notification sound rang out in the shop.

[You have a new order on the delivery platform]

Hearing the sound, Zhao’s dad skillfully opened his phone, navigated, printed the order slip, and prepared to process it.

Watching his dad’s adept moves, Zhao Heng couldn’t help but ask, "Dad, did someone teach you this?"

"Does this need teaching? You can easily learn it. It’s very simple."

Zhao’s dad replied.

Back in his younger days, Zhao’s dad was quite stylish, so his speed in adapting to new things was remarkably quick.

"I think just the dine-in business is already doing quite well. Adding delivery makes it a bit overwhelming. How about hiring someone?"

Zhao Heng thought aloud. His mom and dad’s business just started showing signs of progress, so saying something like not doing delivery felt inappropriate. Besides, even if he had money in the future, his parents likely wouldn’t give up this venture.

Therefore, hiring a few more people to lighten their load was Zhao Heng’s idea.

"I was just about to discuss this with you. As for hiring, there’s no need; it’s a small shop. Besides, if they aren’t familiar, it isn’t easy to work together."

Zhao’s dad said.

"Dad, what do you mean?"

Zhao Heng sensed there was more behind his dad’s words.

"Well, your mom and I talked about having your cousin help out here. What do you think?"

Zhao’s dad addressed Zhao Heng. Usually, such decisions can be directly made by parents, but since Zhao Heng was young, anything concerning him was always discussed together. This contributed to him being so decisive and capable of handling matters quickly now.

After speaking, Zhao’s dad glanced at Zhao Heng. He knew that the younger generation’s perception of relatives wasn’t always positive.

"Okay."

Zhao Heng agreed without much hesitation and nodded.

Speaking of cousin Zhao Juan, she had cared for him quite a bit since childhood. Zhao Heng never had siblings, so cousin Zhao Juan was pretty much like his own elder sister.

"How’s your second uncle’s family doing?"

After a pause, Zhao Heng asked again.

"Apart from your cousin and her husband staying with your second uncle, the rest have returned to the hometown."

Zhao’s dad sighed, speaking about his old buddy who had diagnosed with a severe illness—with only his daughter staying to care for him, while everyone else returned home.

"They all went back? Wasn’t there talk of working here?"

Zhao Heng exclaimed in surprise.

Last he heard, his cousin was adamant about staying in North City for work, treating the elder, or something similar.

How much time has passed, and they’re all gone?

"Let’s not discuss this anymore. Since you agree, I’ll get your cousin over."

Zhao’s dad didn’t seem keen on continuing this topic. His family relations differed entirely from his old buddy’s family.

Growing up, Zhao Heng was the only child, so naturally, all attention was on him.

But for his second uncle’s family, as the oldest daughter, Zhao Juan was never the focus. Now she also has to take on caring for an ailing elder, which was quite normal back in the hometown, as commonplace as it was. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"How’s work at the hospital lately?"

Zhao’s dad, deeply concerned, asked Zhao Heng.

Due to the location of the shop on the food street, which was very close to the hospital, Zhao’s dad received no shortage of updates about Zhao Heng from visitors who came for noodles.

Learning about these updates regarding his son filled Zhao’s dad with pride.

However, he also carried some worries—being so prominently positioned in such a large hospital at a young age, might it be a bit too conspicuous?

"It’s okay."

Zhao Heng replied.

"I heard people say you might become a deputy director or something. Is that true?"

Zhao’s dad continued asking.

His words garnered the attention of Zhao’s mom, who eagerly looked at Zhao Heng.

In the eyes of the elders, serving as a deputy director in a major hospital like Eastern Hospital equated to being in a leadership role.

After all, back in the hometown, the most commonly seen leader was the village committee director.

A village committee director could wield some influence among the villagers.

So upon hearing that their young son would soon be a deputy director, they couldn’t help but worry.

The Zhao Family had been farmers for generations; Zhao’s dad’s generation featured only one brother who became a supervisor at the township’s rural credit cooperative, while most were engaged in small businesses or agriculture.

For example, Zhao Heng’s second uncle had run an agricultural equipment and feed business, and built homes in the hometown during Zhao Heng’s childhood, which had already been considered highly successful within the family.

At just 25 years old, serving as a deputy director at a major hospital in North City felt like an extraordinary family blessing.

"Son, are you really going to be the deputy director?"

Right after Zhao’s dad spoke, Zhao’s mom also asked with great concern.

"Huh? How do you both even know this?"

Zhao Heng hadn’t expected news of him becoming a deputy director had reached his parent’s ears.

Upon reflection, maybe it was mentioned by an Eastern Hospital employee who came for noodles and chatted with Zhao’s dad.