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Flowers of happiness bloom in our hearts. Songs of love drift on the wind. Our hearts soar to distant lands. We yearn for those beautiful revolutionary ideals, ah… my dear ones, let us march forward hand in hand, hand in hand…

Qiaoqiao rode her blue bicycle, facing the spring breeze, humming a popular tune, her heart filled with happiness.

When I arrived at the school, I went to the boys' dormitory first.

In just three days, Yao Xing, who was usually capable and enthusiastic, had red and swollen eyes, a sallow complexion, and disheveled hair, looking like a completely different person.

"Yao Xing, have you not eaten for days?"

Qiaoqiao was shocked. Could fear really change a person's appearance?

"I...I can't eat. Yang Qiao, if I go back, what will happen to my parents? They'll be ridiculed."

Yao Xing remained immersed in the fantasy fueled by the villagers' mockery. He had the courage to face reality, but did his strong-willed father have the same?

"Yao Xing, I've found you a job. It's at the First Municipal Hospital, handling sewage and garbage. It pays 35 yuan a month. It's tiring and dirty. Are you willing to go?"

"Really? Yes, I'm willing!" Yao Xing's eyes lit up immediately.

Qiaoqiao took out a piece of paper and handed it to Yao Xing: "Go to the surgery department and find Dr. Luo Meiyun. Just say you're my classmate, and she'll arrange a job for you. The hospital has a cafeteria, but since you're a temporary worker, you can't live in the hospital's single dormitory building. You'll have to find a place to live yourself. There's a shantytown behind the hospital; it's all old houses and very cheap. You can go check it out."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away. Yang Qiao, how can I possibly thank you?"

Yao Xing was overjoyed. If he didn't go back, he could keep the truth from his parents, and they wouldn't know that he had been expelled from university.

"Yao Xing, although you made a big mistake, who doesn't make mistakes? I hope you learn from this and never do anything speculative again. By the way, leave the school quietly and don't let Wang Min and Gu Tong'an know that I introduced you to this job."

Qiaoqiao was worried that Wang Min would also ask her to introduce her to a job. She was helping Yao Xing voluntarily and didn't like being morally coerced by others.

"Okay, Yang Qiao, can we meet again?"

Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly: "Yes, I'll come to see you at the hospital when I have time."

Her mother-in-law works at the hospital, so they have many opportunities to meet.

Of course, Yao Xing couldn't be told that Luo Meiyun was her mother-in-law, and that in the eyes of her classmates, Qiaoqiao didn't have a family.

To avoid the rumors that my father-in-law is a minister, my mother-in-law is a surgeon, and my husband is the editor-in-chief of a daily newspaper's supplement, and that countless people would try to pull strings to get in.

"Yang Qiao, I can't thank you enough. Don't worry, I will work hard and never let you down," Yao Xing said earnestly to Qiao Qiao.

"Okay, I'm going to class now. Yao Xing, the country needs to reform and open up, and improve the economic level of the whole people. You should work hard for now. When the opportunity comes, you might be able to do some business. Every cloud has a silver lining. Society is also a university. I hope you can graduate smoothly."

Qiaoqiao's words brought tears to Yao Xing's eyes. Everyone looked down on him, except for Yang Qiao.

Qiaoqiao went to class. Yao Xing filled a bucket with hot water, took a shower in the public restroom, changed into clean clothes, and went to the Department of Surgery at the First Municipal Hospital with the note Yang Qiao had given him.

Luo Meiyun was reviewing the medical record of a surgical patient who had a growth on his lower back that required surgery. It was unclear whether the growth was benign or malignant. The head of surgery hoped that Luo Meiyun could assist with the surgery.

Judging from the patient's description, it was most likely malignant, but Luo Meiyun couldn't say it. She had just arrived at the hospital and was making a definitive diagnosis; other doctors would disagree, especially Director Shi Ming, who was very arrogant.

"Excuse me, are you Dr. Luo?"

Luo Meiyun frowned and looked up, seeing a thin, small, and capable young man, about 1.6 meters tall, standing at the office door.

"Who are you?"

"Dr. Luo, hello, I am Yao Xing, Yang Qiao's classmate." Yao Xing bowed politely.

"Oh, okay, you're Yao Xing. I've been waiting for you."

Luo Meiyun quickly stood up and, without much preamble, said, "I'll take you to HR to say hello. From now on, you'll be a temporary worker at our hospital."

Without any questions or interrogations, I was hired immediately.

Yao Xing was deeply moved. He was afraid that Dr. Luo would ask him about taking the exam for someone else and then, like Principal Yao, give him another lecture.

This incident will be a stain that Yao Xing will never be able to get over for the rest of his life.

Yao Xing knows he was wrong; reality has taught him a lesson, and now he just wants forgiveness.

Yang Qiao was tolerant of him, Dr. Luo was tolerant of him, and the personnel department was tolerant of him.

Temporary workers also need to register with the personnel department, because their wages are paid through the personnel department.

After completing the onboarding process, Luo Meiyun took Yao Xing to the hospital's waste disposal room, where there were already two workers.

"Hello, experienced colleagues. This young man is Yao Xing. He will be working with you from now on. He doesn't know anything yet, so please mentor him. I am Dr. Luo Meiyun from the Department of Surgery. Please feel free to come to me if you need anything."

Luo Meiyun kindly introduced them, saying that the two experienced workers were bent over to their knees, and that they were just temporary workers. The doctor always treated them with disrespect, so when did he become so respectful?

"Dr. Luo, please, please don't worry."

The two experienced craftsmen smiled humbly.

Luo Meiyun extended her hand to shake theirs and said solemnly, "Thank you, thank you. Please feel free to criticize Yao Xing for anything he did wrong. He'll officially start work tomorrow."

The two experienced doctors were about to cry. Doctors are very clean, so how could they shake hands with two temporary workers who handle filth?

Treat Yao Xing well, like your own son.

After greeting her, Luo Meiyun called Yao Xing outside the processing room and said kindly, "Yao Xing, go and look at houses around here and settle down as soon as possible. Yang Qiao thinks highly of you. No job is inherently noble or lowly; as long as you work hard, opportunities will always come. I have other things to do, so I'll be leaving now. From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself."

Yao Xing bowed deeply: "Thank you, Dr. Luo, thank you, Yang Qiao."

"Okay, I'll be going now."

Luo Meiyun patted Yao Xing, giving him full confidence.

Yao Xing looked at Luo Meiyun's back and was filled with emotion. How could she be so different from other capable people?

On their first meeting, she personally led me to the personnel department and came to the sludge treatment room to ask the senior worker for help. The so-called benefactors must be Yang Qiao and Dr. Luo, right?

As for Principal Yao, his uncle from the same clan, he probably never thought of finding him a job at the university.

Yao Xing secretly resolved to work hard, make a name for himself, and repay Yang Qiao and Luo Meiyun for their kindness in recognizing his talent.

The gears of Yao Xing's fate will begin to turn from this filthy treatment room. No one could have imagined that this skinny young man, expelled from university, desperate and humble to the point of being insignificant, would monopolize the city's medical business and become a well-known local billionaire in the next ten years.

Yao Xing was about to go look at houses in the surrounding area when two experienced workers poked their heads out and said, "Yao Xing, come here, come here."

Yao Xing quickly entered the processing room and obediently greeted, "Hello, Master. I'll be troubling you in the future."

"Silly child, what's the trouble? We'd love for a young person to come. We're all old men, we have no energy."

The two experienced craftsmen said with smiles.

"Yao Xing, my surname is Chen Erniu, and his name is Zhang Wu. You can call him Uncle Chen or Uncle Zhang."

"Hello Uncle Chen, hello Uncle Zhang."

"Okay, okay, from now on you'll follow us and eat pig's head meat every day," Chen Erniu said with a smile.

"Pig's head meat? It must be expensive!"

A monthly salary of thirty-five isn't low; it's enough to occasionally afford pig's head meat.

"You don't understand. You'll see after working with us for a few days. Don't let our lowly jobs fool you; there's plenty of money to be made," Zhang Wu whispered.

Yao Xing smiled but didn't say anything.

"Where are you going now?" Chen Erniu asked with concern.

"I'm going to look for a place to live. I heard there's a shantytown behind the hospital with cheap rent. I'll go check it out," Yao Xing said truthfully.

"Can you accept a room for five yuan a month?" Chen Erniu asked.

"Yes, do you know where there are houses?" Yao Xing was overjoyed.

"I live in the shantytown behind the hospital. The rent is cheap, but the place is rather cold and damp. If you're interested, I'll take you there after get off work."

"Okay, I'll go get my luggage."

"Okay, go ahead, we'll have pig's head for dinner tonight."