Chapter 1150: with translation of chapter title

Director Xiao has been in good spirits lately.

Zheng Ren was transferred to the 912 Hospital, and a few highly skilled doctors arrived. Although these doctors were merely Inpatient Chiefs or mid‑level technical staff waiting to become Inpatient Chiefs at the 912 Hospital, they are already sufficient for Haicheng Shi Yiyuan.

Partnering with 912 has brought Director Xiao more attention. Previously many people went straight to Di Du or Modu for treatment, but now even those who were previously out of reach are staying in Hai Cheng to see doctors.

This is a fundamental change.

With the change in the medical resources under his control, Director Xiao's position has risen steadily.

Director Xiao has no desire to move up a step; becoming the Health Bureau chief would be utterly powerless. He only wants to stay at City First Hospital and be its director for life.

Thus the current outcome is one that Director Xiao finds most satisfactory.

He is busy with official duties, one document after another needing signatures and approvals, even busier than a clinical doctor.

The phone rang; Director Xiao picked it up and glanced at it, habitually wanting to mute it, when he suddenly realized it was someone he could not afford to offend.

Holding the phone, he looked up; the vice‑director waiting to sign withdrew tactfully and carefully closed the door.

"Lao Wu, you're not busy today, are you?" Director Xiao greeted him familiarly.

But the person on the other end was somewhat displeased, his tone a bit gloomy.

"Director Xiao, a relative of mine just called to complain. You people—just doing a Shou Bing and you've stirred up all this trouble. Do you have any idea how busy I am?"

Xiao Keming blinked, that relative who's impossible to reach—I had arranged things quite well for him, even specially asking Section Chief Zhou of the Medical Department to look after him properly.

"What's wrong? Why are you so angry?" Xiao Keming tried to ease the embarrassment with calm words.

"He said you found a young doctor to see him and even wanted to do a Shou Bing. I told you, Director Xiao, no offense—this relative is a bit of a hassle, but since he's come to me, you could just have a professor from the province come over to do the Shou Bing. That wouldn't be too much trouble for you, would it?"

The voice on the other end grew lower and more irritable; this was no longer a complaint but an accusation, pointing at Xiao Keming's nose and saying, "You bastard, you don't value me at all—you just want me to value you?!"

Director Xiao immediately said, "Lao Wu, don't rush; let me look into the situation. By rights this shouldn't happen—there must be a misunderstanding."

"I'll wait for your call."

Having said that, the other party hung up.

Director Xiao scratched his head, wondering what was going on. For someone coming to City First Hospital via a city connection, the level of importance needed could be roughly judged from what was just said.

If the person is highly important, Director Xiao must personally accompany them to Di Du or Modu; the other party has already made arrangements, so they go for a check‑up, deal with any problems if they arise, and if there are none, that's best.

For someone of ordinary importance, one would instead invite experts from Di Du or Modu to come over; a single pre‑ and post‑operative visit by oneself would suffice to show due regard.

Those who merely exchange pleasantries are handed over to Section Chief Zhou of the Medical Department, and one need not show one's face at all.

For even if one is attentive, those exchanging greetings may not feel grateful.

This patient should belong to the least‑regarded category, so why has he caused me such trouble?

Xiao Keming grew displeased; he made a phone call and summoned Section Chief Zhou.

Section Chief Zhou was also helpless.

He stood opposite Director Xiao's desk, seeing the director's cloud‑filled face, and hurried to explain.

"Director, that's not it. Doctor Zheng just happened to come back; without my contacting him, Professor Gao and Professor Liu from the Provincial Hospital came straight over."

"Doctor Zheng? Zheng Ren?" Xiao Keming's mind conjured the face of that young doctor who had rescued the nitrite‑poisoning case—honest and plain‑spoken, yet daring to point fingers at him.

The Emergency Rescue was dire, but that's understandable. My current steady rise in status also owes a debt to that young doctor's brilliance.

Director Xiao fell silent, then asked, "What is he back for?"

"He said he wanted to see Title: Director, so he came back to have a look."

"How has Doctor Zheng been lately?" Xiao Keming set aside the earlier matter, preparing to learn the situation. He said there had been a misunderstanding, and now it was clear.

"Director, Doctor Zheng is something else." Section Chief Zhou bent slightly, chuckling, "Doctor Zheng has received a Nobel Prize Nomination and has recently been invited to perform a Shou Bing at the Mayo Clinic."

Xiao Keming knew about the Nobel Prize Nomination, but the Nobel Prize itself seemed too distant; he had thought that if Zheng Ren struggled for decades and managed to win it, that would be fine enough. But… being invited to do a Shou Bing at the Mayo Clinic?

Leaving aside the Nobel Prize Nomination, the mere invitation to the Mayo Clinic was enough to astonish Xiao Keming.

"Invited? Are you sure? Isn't it just some medical supplies vendor paying for an overseas junket?" Xiao Keming asked solemnly, fearing it was a rumor he'd taken as truth. If a joke came out, would he still have any face left?

"Certainly. Recently, Xinglin Yuan has been live‑streaming Doctor Zheng's teaching Shou Bing, and the viewers are all internationally renowned doctors and professors." Section Chief Zhou nodded and said.

"Er…"

"Doctor Zheng doesn't talk much; I asked people close to him and got the lowdown." Section Chief Zhou's work was meticulous: "Apparently Doctor Zheng has already become a visiting professor at the Mayo Clinic."

Xiao Keming's right eyelid twitched.

He slowly closed his eyes, but his eyelids refused to obey, jumping uncontrollably.

A visiting professor, and damn it's the Mayo Clinic?!

Is that the Doctor Zheng I know? The Inpatient Chief of the Emergency Department? And in just half a year he's become a visiting professor at the Mayo Clinic?

He nodded and said, "When is Doctor Zheng leaving? Make arrangements—find a time to have a meal with him. After all, he's coming home; if we don't take the initiative, we might hurt his feelings."

Section Chief Zhou agreed repeatedly, adding a few words to the effect that without Director Xiao's nurturing, Doctor Zheng wouldn't have grown so fast, and then he turned and left.

Director Xiao fell silent, lost in memory, and only after a long while did his mood settle.

He picked up the phone and called back.

"Lao Wu, tell me about this, sigh."

"No, I thought you were talking about some young doctor. Do you know who it is? Not long ago, the 912 Hospital was practically begging to poach Doctor Zheng, and the Ministry of Health even called my house directly, begging shamelessly for him."

Anyway, bragging costs nothing, and this can't be verified, so Xiao Keming boasted away. Although not entirely true, he thought it didn't matter. The truly impressive stuff is still to come—even if it were factual, he himself would find it hard to believe.

The line went silent.

Xiao Keming gave a faint smile, took a sip of water, and continued.