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

Dean Ma led Chen Ping out of the side door of the auditorium, and they walked along the county government corridor, twisting and turning, before finally pushing open a solid wood door and stepping aside to let Chen Ping go in first.

County Magistrate Fang's office was much simpler than Chen Ping had imagined.

An old-fashioned dark brown desk with stacks of documents on it, a pen holder with several pens, an administrative map of Cangyang County hanging on the wall next to it, and a bookcase opposite filled with various policy documents and yearbooks.

The sofa was covered with a light gray cloth cover, and a set of purple clay teaware was placed on the coffee table.

Dean Ma deftly reached under the coffee table and pulled out a can of tea, unscrewed the lid, smelled it, and waved it at Chen Ping. "County Magistrate Fang's private stash, pre-Qingming Longjing tea. He usually doesn't even drink it himself, but today he's benefiting from your presence."

Chen Ping sat down on the sofa and watched Dean Ma skillfully scald the cups, add tea leaves, rinse the tea, and brew the tea. His movements were fluid and graceful, showing that he had been there many times.

As the tea was poured into the cup, a delicate aroma of soybeans wafted out, confirming it was indeed a fine tea.

Dean Ma pushed a cup of tea in front of Chen Ping, picked it up and took a sip himself, leaned back on the sofa, let out a long sigh, and had a relaxed look on his face.

"Dr. Chen, I've really seen something today. We've never had a report meeting in the medical field this lively or successful before."

"You wouldn't believe it, but last year, when Director Kong from the city's People's Hospital came to the county to give a report, they almost got into a fight. It was like a market. I was there."

"In our medical field, it's all about technical skills. There's no real money involved. You can only rely on connections to gain some prestige and go through the motions. Nobody respects you."

"You're different today. There are hundreds of people here, and not a single one of them is dissatisfied. Look at the questions they asked; it took a full three hours."

"You even answered gynecological questions fluently and provided solutions. That's real skill. With your abilities, working at a city hospital is a waste of your talent. You should go to the provincial or the capital."

Dean Ma became more and more excited as he spoke, then took a big gulp of tea and continued, "Dr. Chen, you have truly brought honor to Cangyang County today. Just wait and see, today's report will be broadcast live, and tomorrow the city and the day after the province will definitely be asking you to give reports. Maybe all the major hospitals will start trying to win you over."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping quickly waved his hand: "I don't want to be famous. I feel that working at the Siping Township Health Center is quite good. The medical conditions for ordinary people at the grassroots level really need to be improved."

"There are plenty of good doctors in big city hospitals, so they don't need me. But it's so hard to find a good doctor in a rural health center."

Dean Ma gave Chen Ping a thumbs up, "Dr. Chen, I'm impressed. There are so few doctors like you who have such thoughts, moral integrity, and principles."

"Now everyone calls us medical workers angels in white, but how many of us can truly live up to that? If every medical worker were like you, our country's medical system would definitely be on a higher level."

Chen Ping took a sip of the teacup. It was good tea, with a sweet taste and a long aftertaste.

Hearing Dean Ma's praise, he quickly waved his hand, looking embarrassed. "Dean Ma, you flatter me. I'm just an ordinary person. What moral integrity do I have? I just did what I was supposed to do."

"If everyone could do their job well, the world would be a better place."

Dean Ma sighed softly.

Chen Ping looked at Dean Ma, who seemed to have some unspeakable troubles, and it seemed that his position as dean was not easy or happy.

The two drank tea and chatted casually, from medical cases to their personal lives.

"Dr. Chen, regarding your report today, the city originally designated Director Su, your ex-wife, as the participant. But for some reason, yesterday they suddenly changed the person to a different director."

"Could it be that you two have had another argument, and Director Su is angry and not coming to your report?"

Dean Ma asked.

After chatting with Chen Ping for a while, they had become somewhat familiar with each other, so Dean Ma didn't hold back in his conversation.

"What conflict could there be? We haven't been in contact since the divorce. Maybe something else came up and things changed at the last minute," Chen Ping said with a slight smile.

However, at this moment, a doubt began to creep into Chen Ping's mind.

If Su Meng had been chosen from the beginning, she definitely would have come, since she went to the Siping Township Health Center to see him and even talked about her desire to remarry.

Since Su Meng wants to remarry, how could she not attend this report?

This is the perfect time to further strengthen your relationship with Chen Ping.

But why didn't they come?

Chen Ping was filled with thoughts, but he just couldn't find the reason.

About half an hour later, County Chief Fang's secretary, Xiao Li, knocked on the door, poked half his body in, and said that the banquet had been arranged in the reception room of the county canteen, and several leaders had arrived.

Dean Ma stood up and straightened his suit collar. Chen Ping also stood up, finished the last sip of tea in his teacup, and placed it on the side of the tea tray.

The county canteen's reception rooms are on the second floor. A plain cloth curtain hangs at the entrance, and once you push the door open, you'll find a hidden gem inside.

A large round table can seat more than a dozen people. Several plates of cold dishes have already been placed on the table. A landscape painting hangs on the wall. The brushwork is not particularly skillful, but the artistic conception is expansive, adding a touch of elegance to the room.

County Magistrate Fang has arrived and is standing by the table talking to several people.

Seeing Chen Ping come in, he waved for Chen Ping to come over and introduced him to everyone present one by one.

First came the director of the county government office, then the deputy director of the county health and family planning commission, and then a deputy director of the county finance bureau. County head Fang specifically mentioned that when the health center applies for funding in the future, it will inevitably have to deal with the finance bureau, and asked Chen Ping to add this deputy director on WeChat.

The group shook hands with Chen Ping one by one, exchanged a few pleasantries, and all had very polite expressions on their faces.

County Chief Fang led his hand to a man in his early fifties standing next to him. The man had neatly combed hair, wore a dark jacket, and had a gentle expression but steady eyes. He looked like someone who had worked in government offices for many years.

"This is Director Yang from the Municipal Health Bureau, a veteran of the Medical Administration Department. He came all the way from Tianhai City today to listen to your report."

Director Yang extended his hand and shook hands with Chen Ping. As he shook hands, he looked Chen Ping up and down and smiled, "Dr. Chen, I know you. I saw you several times at the bureau when you went to see Director Su. Back then, you were the purchasing director at the Municipal People's Hospital."

Chen Ping paused for a moment, then glanced at Director Yang again, trying to recall that face from his memory, but he really didn't remember it.

When he was at the Municipal People's Hospital, he often went to the Health Bureau to look for Su Meng. There were so many people coming and going that his face became blurred.

He smiled and said politely, "Director Yang has a really good memory."

County Chief Fang then gestured to the other side, where a middle-aged man in his early forties, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, sat upright, spoke little but had sharp eyes.

"This is Section Chief Liu from the Primary Health Care Division of the Provincial Health Department. He came all the way from the provincial capital today."

Section Chief Liu stood up, shook hands with Chen Ping, and nodded. "Dr. Chen, your report is excellent."

"Section Chief Liu is too kind," Chen Ping said with a smile.