Chapter 2497: Plastic Friendship

Right now, the urgent task is to recruit talented individuals. Guoxie’s decline is precisely due to a lack of talent, with no one to take over.

Thinking of this, Fu Xinheng suddenly remembered something, and stopped in his tracks, narrowing his eyes almost in a meaningful gaze at his old classmate’s face: When did you start talking about loyalty, and actually doing something you’ve been boasting about helping me?

In other words, are you saying one thing and doing another behind the scenes? Are you trying to secretly poach people?

Chang Jiawei casually stuck his hands in his pockets, pretending not to see, and acting as if nothing was happening.

Naturally, his old classmate is in need of people, doesn’t he in the spine surgery department need people too?

Every year many graduate from medical school, but every specialty lacks top talent, lacks those who can create unprecedented value at the highest level. Such talent would be fiercely contested, anyone not vying for them would be a fool.

Infuriated by the other party’s response, Fu Xinheng let out a muffled grunt in his throat.

Chang Jiawei was about to get angry as well, as his defiant expression seemed to say: Do you think a girl would be interested in your spine surgery?

This fully illustrates how good friendships can only become superficial when faced with issues of talent.

Pushing open the ward door, Fu Xinheng glanced inside and spotted Cao Zhao.

Speaking of which, Shou’er also sent people to attend the seminar today; children too can have cardiovascular diseases.

Cao Zhao was present.

Shou’er is truly winning effortlessly like the Wang Family. No other pediatric hospitals can compete with it, Shou’er was the first to be announced as the designated emergency rescue hospital.

Now recalling that several students from Guoxie have gone to Shou’er for training. Fu Xinheng’s eyes swept to Student Wei standing over there, and he heard that the excellent Student Pan was on duty in the hospital, while Student Xie, seemingly unintentionally, was confined to a hospital bed and dozing off.

Swept by this robotic gaze, Wei Shangquan felt a bit anxious and dared not speak.

"Teacher Ren, let’s talk for a moment," Fu Xinheng pulled Ren Chongda outside to speak.

Everyone else looked at his actions, seemingly able to guess what it might be about. Chang Jiawei was the first to hurriedly follow them out, at this moment not caring about old friendship.

Once the group had gone out, Cao Yong and Cao Zhao exchanged a look before quickly turning their faces away.

Cao Yong: That second brother’s look just now seemed to show an interest in talent acquisition?

Cao Zhao: Whether to poach or not tests a brother’s moral conscience a bit.

The night passed.

The single patient ward indeed provided a particularly good resting environment; under special care, there was no disturbance, and Xie Wanying naturally woke up in the late morning. By this time, her senior brothers, sisters, and classmates had gone off to work or study.

The wind blew open the white curtains on the balcony, revealing a handsome profile. Golden sunlight scattered over this figure, as if painting vivid colors on his dark hair, sharp eyebrows, and elegant red and black plaid shirt, exuding a beautiful, painting-like luster, like one had opened an illustration book entering a dreamlike scene.

No wonder the Cao Family produces such handsome individuals. Every time gazing at Senior Cao like this, Xie Wanying feels like she’s dreaming.

But such a dream, like when first meeting her senior, often abruptly breaks.

Her senior is a doctor, not a character from a fairy tale book.

It’s precisely seniors like him, with such specialized skills, that she admires even more.

Apparently, Cao Yong hadn’t realized she had awoken yet. His leather shoes paced back and forth on the balcony, while his phone was held against his ear, intently listening to the conversation on the other end.