Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic-Chapter 237 - 146: The Boss of Old Street of South City Officially Acknowledges the Existence of Sunshine Clinic

Chapter 237: Chapter 146: The Boss of Old Street of South City Officially Acknowledges the Existence of Sunshine Clinic

"You’ll know who it is once you go!"

"If you won’t even reveal who it is, then I’m not going."

Li Jingsheng didn’t want to integrate into Boss Zhao’s social circle.

Moreover, Boss Zhao has always been insidious and cruel, just maintaining a superficial acquaintance with him is good enough.

He always keeps a distance from these unclear dinner invitations.

"Qiao Zheshen, Station Chief Qiao!"

Boss Zhao had no choice but to reveal the name of the host.

He knew Li Jingsheng’s temperament; though this guy appeared gentle and mild, once his stubbornness kicked in, not even nine oxen could pull him back.

And he often doesn’t consider the consequences of his actions.

Whether it was when he nearly got into a fight with Boss Zhao to protect Tang Ping, or the recent incident where he preferred to let a patient cause a scene over a hundred yuan, his resolute and fierce demeanor made Boss Zhao uneasy.

Many people say honest folks can be terrifying.

When they’re pushed to their limits, they become the most ruthless, capable of anything.

Li Jingsheng belonged to such people in Boss Zhao’s mind.

Seeming honest and gentle, Boss Zhao never dared to directly conflict with him.

"Station Chief Qiao inviting me to dinner?"

Li Jingsheng appeared quite surprised.

He had been running his clinic on this street for over ten months and had almost no interactions with the community health center.

The doctors and nurses there were rather arrogant, completely ignoring this small clinic doctor.

Making Li Jingsheng actively fawn over them wasn’t necessary, nor was he inclined to stoop that low.

He’s not the sort to curry favors or bow and scrape.

"Little brother, don’t be late! It’s six thirty this evening, at the private room on the second floor of Jidong Restaurant, see you there."

Boss Zhao believed Li Jingsheng was a smart man and surely wouldn’t refuse.

And indeed, that’s how it turned out.

Station Chief Qiao is the ’boss’ of all pharmacy operators on this street, running an official medical establishment, which is prestigious just by that title.

This person has always kept a low profile, having no interaction with Li Jingsheng, yet suddenly inviting him to dinner.

What’s the deal here?

Though Sunshine Clinic has indeed been rising recently, it hadn’t reached a point where Station Chief Qiao would invite him for dinner.

Boss Zhao walked over a dozen meters away and then returned.

"Oh, by the way, have Tang Beauty come along too! With her there, it’ll definitely brighten things up."

At alcohol gatherings, it’s common among leaders to invite a pretty lady to accompany drinks, part of a vulgar tradition.

Just a rehash of the ancient bureaucratic culture.

Ancient courtesans were legal, akin to modern celebrities.

Many were highly talented, singing like canaries, dancing like butterflies, with looks that outshone the rest. Just embellishments to the mundane lives of officials, aristocrats, and the upper class.

Using Tang Ping as a courtesan? Boss Zhao’s imagination ran wild.

"Sister Tang isn’t free."

Li Jingsheng coldly refused.

Boss Zhao thought he could get Li Jingsheng to obediently follow orders just by relying on Station Chief Qiao? Dream on.

"Hehe, I was just suggesting it casually, if she’s really not available then forget it."

People seek the path of least resistance.

Seeing Li Jingsheng’s firm attitude, Boss Zhao could only laugh awkwardly and give up.

Li Jingsheng walked into the clinic with his head down, pondering Station Chief Qiao’s sudden dinner invitation intent.

He actually knew that winning the bravery award was somewhat fortuitous.

Maybe he just happened upon the right moment.

There are countless instances of nurses or doctors helping people who suddenly fall ill or get injured in accidents on the street, providing timely aid. Such stories, when exposed, often receive some accolades.

Official recognition isn’t common.

At best, the media might dub them the most beautiful doctors or nurses, and upon hearing this news, the hospital might reward the nurse or doctor involved.

Li Jingsheng’s situation rescuing that injured person was quite unique.

At the time, there was a public gang fight, weapon attack, the nature was malicious, and the environment dangerous.

As a clinic owner, he dared to stand up and save someone, which aligned with promoting the virtues of doctors, as well as the social positive energy ethos of bravery against danger and evil.

Thus, the bravery award naturally came to him.

It’s just a small certificate, though, with countless recipients. But it made him a model among all medical staff on Old Street of South City.

With that identity, it’s understandable for Station Chief Qiao to take the initiative to get acquainted.

"Boss, what did Boss Zhao just ask me to join in? What’s going on?"

Tang Ping was in the clinic, only hearing the last two sentences of the exchange.

"There’s a dinner, he asked you to accompany drinks, are you going?"

"No way I’m going!"

She visibly changed at the words.

"Isn’t that right? I directly helped you refuse."

"Thank you, boss."

She showed a knowing smile.

"Sister Tang, what if the boss agreed for you to accompany drinks?"

Xiaogao asked from the side.

"If he dared to ask me to go, I’d resign."

Tang Ping answered decisively.

"Dr. Gao, are you too idle? The counter is running low on stock, replenish it promptly!"

Li Jingsheng understood why Boss Zhao occasionally wanted to smack Xiaogao.

The kid’s words lacked caution.

Women’s nerves are usually sensitive, and some things shouldn’t be said carelessly.

Xiaogao shrunk his neck and hurried to the inside warehouse to fetch medicine.

Around six twenty in the evening, Li Jingsheng let Tang Ping and Xiaogao off early, locked up the clinic, and headed straight to Jidong Restaurant.

Though called a hotel, it’s actually just a higher-class restaurant.

It didn’t offer room accommodations, nor did it serve breakfast. Only lunch and dinner were served.