Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

Seeing Zhao Guosheng's disappointed look, Zhou Jie laughed.

"Zhou Jie, this thing can really change the clothes of photos?" Chen Ping asked curiously.

"Of course, although taking off clothes is forbidden, changing clothes is no problem. Let me show you."

As Zhou Jie spoke, she pulled up a photo, handed it to Doubao, and said a few prompts.

Soon, a picture of Sun Xiaoyan wearing a bikini and striking a seductive pose appeared.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ping blushed instantly, feeling extremely embarrassed, and secretly glanced at Sun Xiaoyan.

Sun Xiaoyan was unaware that Zhou Jie had used her photo for the demonstration. When she leaned closer to take a look, her face immediately turned red. "Zhou Jie, delete it! Who told you to use my photo?"

Sun Xiaoyan snatched Zhou Jie's phone, while Zhou Jie ran towards the outside of the clinic.

As they ran to the door, Zhou Jie suddenly smiled at Chen Ping and said, "Dr. Chen, if you're alright, you can use Sister Cui Ying's photos to make some bikini pictures."

After saying that, the two of them ran away playfully.

Chen Ping's face was still red. He hadn't expected AI to be so powerful, so he took out his phone and downloaded Doubao.

At this moment, Cui Ying walked in from the finance office, glanced at Zhou Jie and Sun Xiaoyan who were playing around, and asked Chen Ping, "What were you saying just now? I think I heard you mention my name?"

"Oh, he didn't say anything!" Chen Ping quickly shook his head. "Dean Zhao just told me that I need to give a report in the county tomorrow, and that I should prepare. I'm thinking about how to write the report."

"No need to think about it, just use AI. I'll write it for you, it'll only take a few minutes," Cui Ying said.

"You also understand AI?" Chen Ping asked.

"Of course, who doesn't understand these days? Sister Fang chats with Doubao every day, and when she encounters a medicine she doesn't understand, she even asks Doubao."

After Cui Ying finished speaking, she looked at Chen Ping and said, "What, you don't understand?"

"I just heard Zhou Jie say that. It seems that AI is really a good thing. I need to learn about it too." Chen Ping smiled.

"Alright, don't worry about the report, I'll take care of it for you."

Cui Ying turned and left.

After getting off work and having dinner, Cui Ying called Chen Ping to the accounting office.

The computer screen was still lit, and the few pages of paper that the printer had just spat out were still warm. She picked them up, tapped them on the table to align the corners, and handed them to Chen Ping.

The report was short, only three pages long, but its logic was clear from beginning to end. It covered the basic situation of Siping Township Health Center, the rescue process of the amniotic fluid embolism case, the current situation of scarce grassroots medical resources, and suggestions and prospects for future work. Each part flowed naturally, as if written by a veteran.

Chen Ping read the report from beginning to end, then went back and read it twice more. Finally, he put down the report and looked at her with genuine surprise on his face. "You wrote this?"

"It was written by Doubao, and I revised it."

Cui Ying leaned back in her chair, picked up her mug, took a sip of water, and spoke in a very calm tone.

However, seeing Chen Ping's delighted expression, she couldn't help but smile slightly.

"It's so well written, it looks much more professional than mine."

Cui Ying put down her cup, pulled out the top page of the report, flipped it over, and pointed to a spot in the middle of the second paragraph. "I've added a set of data here: the number of patients treated throughout the year, the referral rate for critically ill patients, and the success rate of resuscitation. When you're speaking on stage, please read this part a little slower; the audience will take notes."

Chen Ping glanced at her while holding the report. Back when he worked at the city hospital, the year-end summaries were always written by the assistants in his department and he would just read them aloud. No one had ever taught him that reading a report required paying attention to rhythm.

He folded the paper, put it in his pocket, and said thank you.

Cui Ying turned off the computer, stood up and stretched. As she walked to the door, she turned back and said, "Don't be nervous about going to the county tomorrow. Just think of it as explaining the patient's condition. Also, it gets cool there in the mornings and evenings, so bring an extra jacket."

"Hmm!" Chen Ping nodded.

The two walked side by side to the dormitory in the backyard, neither of them speaking, and went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next morning, just as Chen Ping finished organizing the patient records in the clinic, the county hospital's vehicle arrived.

A black Passat stopped in front of the health center, and the driver honked the horn twice.

Chen Ping came out of the corridor carrying his bag. Everyone in the courtyard was waiting to see him off, making it look like a farewell party.

Wang Tao stood at the front, his expression even more excited than Chen Ping's, and said, "Dr. Chen, you should speak properly and show off the prestige of our health center."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded, then walked up to Cui Ying. Cui Ying handed him a paper bag containing a bottle of water and two loaves of bread.

She didn't say anything to say goodbye, she just glanced at him and said, "Go and come back soon."

Chen Ping took the paper bag, shifted his gaze from her face, scanned the people in the yard, and finally settled on Sun Xiaoyan.

Sun Xiaoyan stood at the very edge of the crowd, still holding the IV bottle that had just been replaced. When she saw Chen Ping looking at her, she straightened up slightly.

"Xiao Yan, keep a close eye on that liver cancer patient in the ward these next few days. His prescription was just adjusted yesterday. Continue the acupuncture treatment, once every other day."

Sun Xiaoyan nodded. "Don't worry, Dr. Chen, I'll keep an eye on it."

Chen Ping then turned to Wang Tao, "Wang Tao, that girl with the growth in her uterus is due for her follow-up appointment tomorrow. Please register her."

Wang Tao patted his chest, but before he could even make a promise, Chen Ping had already walked towards the ward.

He stood at the door of the ward and glanced inside. The man was leaning against the headboard drinking porridge, while the woman was peeling eggs beside him. The young couple was quiet and peaceful, neither of them making a fuss nor shouting.

He raised his hand and knocked twice on the door frame. "Brother, I'm going to the county for a few days. Continue your treatment as usual, and keep the prescription the same. Remember to take your medicine on time, stay active, and try not to overthink things."

The man quickly put down his bowl of porridge, lifted the blanket, and tried to stand up to see him off, but Chen Ping waved his hand to stop him.

The woman followed Chen Ping into the corridor. Before Chen Ping could speak, she raised one hand, her expression both serious and embarrassed. "Dr. Chen, don't worry, I'll keep him in check these few days while you're away. I won't let him touch me."

"I promised you I would keep my word. If he keeps causing trouble, I'll go sleep in the next room, lock the door, and hide the key."

"Okay." Chen Ping nodded, suppressing a laugh. He wasn't worried about his older brother not being able to hold back; he was really afraid that his older sister wouldn't be able to hold back.

Chen Ping walked towards the courtyard gate.

The Passat had already started. Chen Ping opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, put his bag on his lap, rolled down the window, and waved to the people in the yard.

The car slowly drove out of the health center gate and onto the mountain road.

Soon, the health center was out of sight. Chen Ping looked out the window at the scenery, then took out the report and began to read it carefully.

He had to memorize it thoroughly, otherwise he might slip up during the report, which would have a bad impact, since he was representing the Siping Township Health Center this time.

There's also the possibility of representing the county to the city, or the city to the province—a significant responsibility.