Chapter 1735: with translation of chapter title

1676 blocked!

A sudden heavy snowfall covered Xilin Town in white.

Although it's already May, in a place like Xilin Town, snow in May isn't strange at all—let alone May, snow flurries in June are quite common.

Otherwise, why would they say family wealth of ten thousand strings, not counting the fur?

In the past, a heavy snow could ruin a herdsman's fortune; seeing swaths of cattle and sheep freeze to death made one's heart ache anxiously.

Liu Xu zhi had just finished a Shou Bing, walked out of the interventional surgery operating room, stepped onto the snow, feeling uneasy.

He was handling resignation procedures, but it wasn't going smoothly.

Su Yun had asked several times why he hadn't gone to Di Du yet, but Liu Xu zhi felt embarrassed to admit he'd run into problems here.

Twenty years ago, when Liu Xu zhi started working at Xilin Town People's Hospital, he went away for half a year of further study.

Back then, the tuition was low—just 2000 yuan; after returning, the hospital reimbursed it, plus meals and lodging, totaling no more than 5000 yuan.

Normally, if one resigns within five years after further study, that money must be repaid. Liu Xu zhi had already worked nearly twenty years after his studies, so he never thought this sum would be an issue.

But as soon as resignation was mentioned, the fact that he still had a public‑service position in Di Du changed everyone's attitude toward him.

The people from the Science and Education Section used this to corner him, listing a pile of reasons and finally issuing a bill for 30,000 yuan that he had to pay before he could resign.

An honest and simple man who only wanted to improve his skills, Liu Xu zhi looked at the string of zeros on the bill and almost burst into tears.

Damn it!

This is just watching someone try to climb higher, feeling envy, jealousy, and hatred, and then tripping them up.

Those bastards in the Science and Education Section are really devious.

Even a clay figurine has a bit of earthiness; Liu Xu zhi prepared to go head‑to‑head with them, contacting a lawyer in Sheng Cheng, intending to sue.

But lawsuits don't end in three or six months, and the costs are not small.

Under Su Yun's repeated urging, Liu Xu zhi discussed it with his shrewish wife for several days, but in the end he still decided to give in.

He clutched a bag printed with the China CITIC Bank logo, containing thirty thousand yuan, and his heart felt like it was about to break.

This was his one‑year savings, scraped together by pinching every penny.

Stepping on the snow, the creaking sound made his heart flutter anxiously.

Really suffocating; it's no wonder this place can't develop. There are no rules, and technical talent is hardly valued. If he doesn't work here, they'll still find a bunch of far‑fetched excuses…

Forget it, I won't think about it.

Liu Xu zhi steadied his mind; it was said that Zheng Lao Ban had already arranged a hospital for him—the Liver and Gallbladder Hospital in Di Du.

He would go directly to report to the Second Department of Liver and Gallbladder in Di Du, cooperate with Director Zhu Liangchen, and carry out gastric fundus and left gastric artery embolization.

He was a little worried he couldn't do it, but Zheng Lao Ban just tossed off a light remark—'If you can do TIPS Surgery, what interventional procedure can't you handle?'

Those words gave Liu Xu zhi confidence.

During the time Zheng Lao Ban was away, he worked hard to do more TIPS Surgeries, and even any interventional procedure related to it—whenever an emergency required it, he performed it.

Xilin Town had rudimentary interventional equipment, supplies from Changfeng, and Liu Xu zhi.

Just today, after paying the money, he would have no further ties here. Although he would go directly to Di Du and still have a position, Liu Xu zhi still felt a sense of loss.

He had worked here for twenty years, his youth and passion spilled onto this barren land.

But in the end, he could not change the fact that the town's population was dwindling and it was gradually being abandoned.

Houses here can't be sold for money; properties in Sheng Cheng still hold some value, but Xilin Town's real estate only depreciates and will never appreciate.

It's said that in Di Du, even a place outside the seventh ring, in a mountain valley, costs at least 30,000–50,000 yuan per square meter; I don't know how many years it will take me to afford a toilet.

Thinking of this, Liu Xu zhi felt a heavy weight in his hand. Thirty thousand yuan equals the price of one square meter of housing in Di Du—was it just swindled away like that?

He felt unwilling; back when he paid the money, the chief of the Science and Education Section never gave him a receipt, routing everything through private accounts. Now they demand he pay in cash, set a quitting‑time deadline, and spout a bunch of nonsense.

Liu Xu zhi really wanted to report him under his real name.

But Liu Xu zhi is rather timid; being able to resign and go to Di Du, to leave a familiar environment behind and strive in a place that looks promising but whose future is unknown, he has already changed his character.

Creak, creak—his big‑headed leather shoes stepped on the snow.

This also counts as June snowfall—is it for my own grievance?

Liu Xu zhi gave a bitter smile.

He felt a tightness in his chest, even some pain.

He stopped, stood still, exhaled a breath, and his hands warmed slightly.

Still suffocating!

He took out a box of reishi from his pocket, found a spot out of the north wind, and lit his cigarette.

The CITIC Bank bag was haphazardly stuffed into his front clothing; it held thirty thousand yuan, and if he lost it by accident, Liu Xu zhi felt his shrewish wife would beat him to death before he even reached Di Du.

After taking a drag, Liu Xu zhi looked at the familiar hospital.

Not far away is the interventional surgery operating room; once he leaves, there will be no doctor here who can do interventional procedures—it might end up abandoned.

Recently Liu Xu zhi has been doing interventional surgeries nonstop—not just TIPS Surgeries, but also a few thrombolyses for liver cancer, cerebral infarction, and myocardial infarction.

Catheter‑based thrombolysis, for Liu Xu zhi who has already mastered TIPS Surgery, is not particularly difficult.

Grasp one principle, grasp a hundred.

This is also why Liu Xu zhi feels he can resign.

Just having Zheng Lao Ban's guarantee is absolutely not enough. Liu Xu zhi knows Zheng Lao Ban is right—he can master TIPS Surgery, and the outside world is vast; isn't he free to soar?

Although he has a family in tow, keeping him from flying high or far… but isn't there still Zheng Lao Ban?

Feeling wistful, this middle‑aged man Liu Xu zhi suddenly turned lyrical in the wind and snow.

His chest feels heavy—is it because he can't bear to leave this place, or because of the pressure from those thirty thousand yuan?

Liu Xu zhi took a deep drag of his cigarette, suddenly feeling his heart give a thud, his rhythm a little off.

At the same time, the sensation of heart pain grew stronger.

Thud…… thud thud…… thud thud thud thud……

Fuck!

Is it blocked?!

Liu Xu zhi stared for a moment, then immediately began self-diagnosis.

Typical chest pain, accompanied by dizziness, slight difficulty breathing, and I don't know whether it's the thirty thousand yuan pressing on my chest area or if it's really a heart attack.

All around was silent, heavy snow falling steadily, Liu Xu zhi threw away the reishi in his hand, took a deep breath, and felt his bodily symptoms again.

Not right……

It really is a heart attack!

Liu Xu zhi's limbs were ice-cold, he was somewhat frightened, and his irregular heartbeat worsened a bit.

Cold, smoking, gloomy mood, excessive pressure—several important triggers of heart attack appeared in his mind.

A wave of dizziness, Liu Xu zhi felt he was done for……

Struggling to hold on, he picked up his phone and made a call.