The old doctor: "Yes, after seeing you, I can go home."
Zhuang Zhixi immediately said, "Then we won't keep you any longer. Auntie, I sometimes help the clinic with handovers, so if there's any work that needs doing, just let me know. I'm young, and I can handle anything."
The old doctor: "No need, no need. Don't think I'm old—I'm still in good shape."
Even though she said that, Zhuang Zhixi's words were comforting, and she couldn't help but smile. No one dislikes hearing kind words, and no one dislikes such a warm and enthusiastic young man.
Zhuang Zhixi: "I know, but there are some tasks that are better suited for young people. You should let us youngsters show off a bit. It's also a good way for us to gain some experience."
The old doctor: "Alright, next time you come to the hospital, come sit with me."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Of course."
The old doctor smiled, "Alright, hurry downstairs to pay and pick up the red dates and peanuts. They'll be off work soon."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Got it."
