"Go back first, and come back to see her tomorrow during the day. If you sneak into the clinic in the middle of the night and get caught as a thief, it'll be hard to explain."

Chen Ping's tone softened, but his words still left no room for negotiation.

The boy glanced at Sun Xiaoyan, and Sun Xiaoyan nodded slightly at him.

The boy turned around, walked to the base of the wall, grabbed the top of the wall with both hands, and jumped over it with a push of his feet. His movements were swift and skillful, showing that he had done this many times before.

He crouched on the wall for a moment, waved to Sun Xiaoyan, and then jumped down and disappeared.

Chen Ping turned to look at Sun Xiaoyan, "Go back to your dormitory and go to sleep. You're working at the health center now. If something happens while you're meeting outsiders in the courtyard in the middle of the night, the health center will be held responsible."

Sun Xiaoyan lowered her head, bit her lip, and surprisingly didn't say anything before turning and walking back to her dormitory.

Her figure appeared somewhat frail in the moonlight, her dark coat billowing slightly in the night wind. She took a few steps, then stopped, turned back to look at Chen Ping, her eyes filled with gratitude and apology.

Then she pushed open the dormitory door and gently closed it.

Chen Ping stood in the yard without going back immediately, and looked up at the height of the wall.

This wall was newly built during this renovation, but it was just painted with a new coat of paint. The height is the same as before, and a young man can easily climb over it.

He returned to his dormitory, lay on his bed, put his hands behind his head, and stared at the ceiling for a while.

He felt it necessary to mention to Zhao Guosheng that the health center should hire a security guard.

Tonight it was Sun Xiaoyan's boyfriend who broke in. What if someone else breaks in next time?

The pharmacy has controlled drugs, the wards are full of patients, and there's a group of girls living in the backyard. We can't just rely on a few iron gates to guard it.

If something really happens, it will definitely not be a small matter. Moreover, the scale of the health center is getting bigger and bigger. Once the youth treatment center is built, it will also need security guards.

As he pondered these thoughts, Chen Ping drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, the health center was bustling with activity, like a festival.

Just as dawn was breaking, Wang Tao rode his bicycle—the one that rattled everywhere except for the bell—into the yard. Before he'd even stopped, he jumped off and yelled into the hallway, "Is everyone up? The TV station's coming to interview us today, don't oversleep!"

Li Fang arrived even earlier than him and was already in the pharmacy applying makeup in front of a small round mirror.

Today she wore a bright pink woolen short coat that she had dug out from the bottom of her trunk. Her hair, which had been permed at the hair salon last night, was piled loosely on her shoulders, and she had applied a layer of glossy lip gloss.

Wang Tao passed by the pharmacy and glanced inside. He almost tripped over the threshold. He stepped back and looked again, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a tea egg.

"Sister Fang? I almost didn't recognize you with that outfit. You look like a movie star." Wang Tao leaned against the door frame, his face beaming.

Without turning her head, Li Fang adjusted her bangs in front of the small mirror, a smug look on her face, but her tone was deliberately aloof, "Go away, stop flattering me. Hurry up and mop the corridor floor. When the reporters come, it will be dusty everywhere, and that will make the whole hospital look bad."

Wang Tao chuckled twice and then scurried off to the storage room to get a mop.

Zhou Jie and Sun Xiaoyan also came out from the backyard.

Today, Zhou Jie took off her ponytail and braided a loose side braid that hung over her shoulder. She also changed into a light pink shirt under her white coat, with a small bow tied at the collar.

Sun Xiaoyan didn't dress up much; she still looked aloof and quiet. Her white coat was buttoned up to the top, and her hair was tied up neatly, but there was a thin black hair clip behind her ear, which Zhou Jie probably forced on her.

Liu Wei arrived half an hour earlier than usual. His hair was slicked back with water and was shiny. His parted hair was so straight it looked like it had been measured with a ruler.

Wang Jianguo pushed his bicycle into the yard, wearing a brand new white coat, which was unusual for him, with three pens neatly arranged in his pocket.

Zhao Guosheng was the last to arrive. Today he had changed into a dark blue Zhongshan suit, with the top button on the collar. He held the jar in his hand, cleared his throat, glanced around at the people in the courtyard, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Have you had breakfast yet?" he asked.

"Not yet." Wang Tao leaned on the mop handle and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Eat first, and after you finish eating, everyone should check their assigned area again. The examination room, wards, pharmacy, and corridors, especially the corners and windowsills, must not have a speck of dust."

Zhao Guosheng carried the jar towards the canteen, with the others following behind.

In the cafeteria, Aunt Li was taking plates of leftover food from the steamer one by one.

The braised chicken pieces were cooked again, and the sauce thickened even more, making the chicken skin glossy and oily.

The stir-fried garlic shoots with shredded pork was stir-fried again; the garlic shoots wilted a bit but absorbed more flavor.

The seaweed and egg drop soup was topped with fresh chopped scallions, steaming hot and rising with white vapor.

The staple food was steamed buns made by Aunt Li early in the morning. They were plump and white, each about the size of a fist.

"Aunt Li, I'm sorry to have troubled you again," Chen Ping said apologetically.

"No trouble at all, as long as you don't mind that it's leftovers."

Aunt Li took off her apron and sat down. She picked up a piece of chicken with her chopsticks and tasted it. "This soup is a little salty..."

She turned to go to the kitchen to get the salt shaker, but Li Fang stopped her, saying, "It's salty enough, Aunt Li, please sit down and eat."

The group sat down around the large round table, and before they even picked up their chopsticks, they began to sizing each other up.

Wang Tao stared at Li Fang's hair for a long time, and Li Fang tapped the back of his hand with her chopsticks.

Sun Xiaoyan straightened Zhou Jie's bow, and Wang Jianguo commented that Liu Wei's three-seven parting was "more meticulous than mine was back then."

Zhao Guosheng took a sip of tea from his teacup, and looking at the people at the table, his mouth creased into a wide grin.

"Don't just focus on grooming yourself; hygiene is a matter of appearance."

Zhao Guosheng put down the jar, picked up a piece of chicken with his chopsticks and chewed on it, his mouth still busy, "Were the sheets in the examination room changed yesterday? Were the windows in the ward cleaned?"

"And the pharmacy, Li Fang, make sure all the medicine boxes on the shelves are neatly arranged, with the labels facing outwards, and none of them are crooked. If the cameras scan it and it looks messy, it won't just be our health center that loses face on TV, it will be the whole township and county that loses face."

Everyone agreed in unison, and Wang Tao quickly ate two more steamed buns, preparing to put in more effort later.

After breakfast, everyone dispersed and started working.

Wang Tao dragged the floor tiles from one end of the corridor to the other and back again, repeating this process three times until the tiles were so shiny you could see your reflection in them.

Zhou Jie and Sun Xiaoyan wiped the windowsill of the clinic so clean it was reflective, and even smoothed out the wrinkles in the curtains one by one.

Li Fang wiped every medicine bottle in the pharmacy, arranged them neatly with the labels facing out, even more organized than the county hospital's pharmacy.

Wang Jianguo rearranged his consultation room, even sorting the paperclips in the drawer by color.

Liu Wei changed the bed sheets in the ward, folded the quilt neatly, and placed the thermos handles on the bedside table in the same direction.

Chen Ping came out of the ward for a round and saw Zhao Guosheng standing in the corridor examining his reflection. He went over and briefly recounted what had happened the night before.

After hearing this, Zhao Guosheng frowned and placed the jar on the windowsill.

"Climbed over the wall? That won't do. The pharmacy has several kinds of controlled drugs, there are patients in the wards, and the backyard is full of women. If some shady character comes in at night, who can take responsibility if something happens?"

As Zhao Guosheng spoke, a chill ran down his spine. "We absolutely have to hire security guards. I'll start writing job postings as soon as the reporters leave today. We need at least two, one for the day shift and one for the night shift. Once the clinic is built, there will be even more people, and we can't do without security guards."

"I'll tell Lao Sun to add a row of broken glass to the wall later," Chen Ping added.

Zhao Guosheng nodded without hesitation, "Okay, you can decide on this."

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