Chapter 75: After three and a half years
The influence of Handso Cao’s fa only gradually beca apparent to Xie Wanying after she had arrived at Guoxie and heard people talking about him everywhere.
“How impressive is he?” Xie Wanying inquired cautiously. She had only t Handso Cao a few tis and didn’t know much about him. She wanted to learn more about what kind of person her senior fellow was.
“Are you talking about Cao Yong? He’s a key talent our hospital is developing and stands out among the nation’s young and middle-aged physicians. He was previously sent abroad on a governnt-sponsored study trip to Europe for a year. I’ve heard he’s going to be sent to Arica for a few years to learn and exchange. It goes without saying how important neurosurgery is, the clinical technology controlled by developed countries is known as the pinnacle of surgery, representing a weak clinical field in developing countries. Our country’s overall surgery field lags behind developed countries, and neurosurgery is where the gap is wider.”
Xie Wanying could feel the great responsibility that Handso Cao shouldered, but she found him always cheerful and charismatic whenever she saw him. Uncontrollably, the image of Handso Cao’s beautiful dimples floated into her mind.
“That’s right, such an impressive person, and yet he’s handso with a good family background too. I hear your class president has a similar genetic makeup to Handso Cao.”
Her ntor casually changed the subject to the class president, Yue Wentong, sothing Xie Wanying hadn’t heard before and listened to with interest.
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“Instructor Ren agreed to be the counselor for your class this ti, reportedly because he saw many students in your class with family backgrounds like Handso Cao’s, coming from families of doctors and being top students since middle school. Your class president’s uncle is the dean of Xuanwu Hospital, or so we have heard.”
It turned out that Zhao Zhaowei’s grandfather was so hepatobiliary surgery expert, but that was just the tip of the iceberg concerning the students’ family backgrounds in the class. No wonder they were so eager to know if Xie Wanying was indeed the daughter of a truck driver.
Suddenly, she rembered the handkerchief that Handso Cao had lent her, which she hadn’t found the opportunity to return to him due to the busy military training.
“He’s in neurosurgery, which floor of the hospital is that on?” Xie Wanying asked her ntor.
“Neurosurgery is the colloquial term, but in the hospital, it’s officially referred to as neurological surgery. You want to see Handso Cao too?” The ntors asked with a grin, covering their mouths.
“No. What I like is thoracic surgery,” Xie Wanying quickly clarified.
The two ntors were now in clinical practice and wouldn’t have found it difficult to take her to see Handso Cao. She decided to wait for one of the ntors to call to arrange the visit.
Nobody expected that Handso Cao would be sent to a conference the next day. Then one day dragged into another, and since there was no rush, the ntor was equally busy with clinical duties. Unconsciously, the matter was forgotten.
The ntors thought she just wanted to see Handso Cao’s face, not knowing that she was supposed to return his handkerchief. And Xie Wanying thought Handso Cao didn’t care about the handkerchief at all and had forgotten about it herself.
In the blink of an eye, three and a half years had passed—
It was the turn of the millennium.
The Spring Festival was joyous; the Capital was festooned with festive decorations everywhere for the holiday. This was going to be Xie Wanying’s fourth Spring Festival at the dical school. In the previous three years, she hadn’t gone ho for the festival. First, train tickets were hard to get. Second, the Old Xie Family would definitely take the opportunity to criticize her during the New Year’s al. Third, working in the Capital during the Spring Festival was lucrative thanks to the extra pay for overti. It was an opportunity to earn more living expenses and lighten the load on her mother and grandfather.
Ever since she received a scholarship in her first year, along with various subsidies from the school, she hardly needed to depend on her family’s money. Despite that, people from the Old Xie Family often complained that she spent too many years studying and didn’t work earlier to contribute to the family finances, calling her unfilial. As for this, her mother, Sun Rongfang, was indignant and adamantly refused to let her daughter co ho during her studies to face scolding.
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