This Doctor Is Too Wealthy-Chapter 819 - 624 People who follow me will have meat to eat_2

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However, Du Heng also had some unspoken thoughts regarding the collaboration with the Health Clinic. According to what Deputy Dean Qiao said yesterday, the stroke project will gradually be transferred back to the Health Clinic, meaning Wu Buwei will have to go back as well. When that happens, and Wu Buwei sees himself returning in such a manner to the place he struggled so hard to escape, who knows if he'll suffer a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot? But I've already got a plan. The project transfer won't happen in a day or two; it'll take three or four months. During this period, I'll have Wu Buwei work hard. If it comes down to it, I can pull some strings and help him publish a few more first-author articles. Once the project transfer is complete, this project will become the Health Clinic's specialized treatment department again. At that point, Wu Buwei can get a change in position. His current authorized job is at the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital. With a stable transition of three to five years, by the time my term at the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital is up and I'm transferred, Wu Buwei can also move from the Health Clinic to the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital, achieving a promotion. As for what position he can reach by then, that will depend on how much his skills improve and, of course, his own wishes. These are just preliminary ideas I came up with after hearing the news yesterday. The specific implementation will have to be gradual and can't be rushed.

Leaving Wu Buwei to his work, Du Heng turned and entered the adjacent hospital room. Seeing Gong Daoyang moving about freely, Du Heng asked with a smile, "Gong, how are you feeling?"

"President Du, you're here?" Gong Daoyang greeted him with a wide smile, extending both hands early to shake Du Heng's.

Du Heng playfully slapped Gong Daoyang's outstretched hands away. "Looks like you're recovering well. Your head's clear enough to joke around already."

Gong Daoyang laughed heartily, not minding the hand slap at all. Instead, he pulled Du Heng into a hug and patted him firmly on the back. "Thank you, brother."

"You're being too sentimental." Du Heng returned the hug briefly, then quickly pushed Gong Daoyang away. "Where's my sister?"

Gong Daoyang was in excellent spirits; his smile hadn't left his face since Du Heng arrived. "It's Saturday, isn't it? I had her go spend time with our eldest. Since the second baby was born, the eldest has been a bit neglected."

"Heh, I wouldn't have guessed. When did a rough guy like you become so considerate?"

"One goes through hardship, one ought to gain some wisdom, right?"

Du Heng nodded. "That makes sense. By the way, are you here alone? Have you eaten breakfast?"

Gong Daoyang gestured towards the door with his chin. "Xiao Zeng bought me food, then he vanished. Probably went off to flirt with one of your nurses."

Du Heng glanced back at the empty doorway and chuckled. "That's a bit much, isn't it? This early in the morning, he can't be that desperate, can he?"

"Ha, you don't know the half of it," Gong Daoyang said. "That kid's never been in a relationship his whole life. You suddenly pulled a red line for him, and now he's completely smitten. His eyes are practically glued to your nurse every day."

Gong Daoyang was exasperated by his young subordinate's lack of fortitude, but since it was the young man's first attempt at romance, he couldn't be too discouraging.

Du Heng said teasingly, "So, it's working out?"

"Working out? What working out? It's completely one-sided; he's the only one interested."

"Oh, come on. Girls need to be a bit reserved, you know. Besides, our department has been quite busy lately, so it's normal for her to be a bit slow in responding to Xiao Zeng. If she hasn't rejected him yet, that means there's still hope. Let them take their time."

"You have a point," Gong Daoyang conceded easily. Then, his expression turned slightly more serious. "Those people from JZU Second Hospital came to see me yesterday afternoon. What do you think I should do?"

Du Heng's smile faded a little. He was about to give Gong Daoyang a terrible idea, but the words died on his lips. "You should handle it yourself. Apologize if you need to apologize, compensate if you need to compensate."

Gong Daoyang hesitated, then looked at Du Heng and said, "But what about how they treated you...?"

"Gong, my issue with them won't be solved by a simple apology, and they have no real need or obligation to apologize to me." Du Heng's smile returned as he spoke to Gong Daoyang. "My dealings with them are a separate matter from yours. Just focus on your own situation."

"Alright then. I don't want any compensation. I want them to apologize to both you and me, in person."

"Forget about me, Gong. As I said, my issues with them are separate."

Gong Daoyang shook his head and said earnestly, "Your sister told me everything about what happened that day. If you hadn't argued so strongly on my behalf, I might still be muddle-headed. So, they owe you an apology for their attitude that day."

Seeing Du Heng about to speak, Gong Daoyang waved his hand and continued, "I don't care about your disagreement over principles with them. I only demand an apology for their hostile attitude towards you. Besides, you just said this is my decision, so don't say any more."

Du Heng looked at Gong Daoyang's serious expression and could only nod helplessly.

Seeing Du Heng agree, a smile returned to Gong Daoyang's face, tinged with a hint of anticipation. "Xiao Heng, when can I be discharged?"

Hearing Gong Daoyang's question, Du Heng put the previous matter out of his mind. "We'll observe you today and tomorrow. You'll take two more doses of medicine to consolidate the treatment, and you can be discharged on Monday."

"Will there be any sequelae, or any chance of recurrence?"

Du Heng pursed his lips. "Well, that depends."

Gong Daoyang was startled and asked anxiously, "Brother, what do you mean?"

"For the near future, you need to rest well and continue taking medicine to consolidate the effects. This will last for about a month, and the problem of recurrence should be completely resolved."

Du Heng paused slightly, looked at the now-relaxed Gong Daoyang, and continued, "The recurrence issue can be resolved in a month, but this episode has left you with a latent risk of stroke. I believe you personally experienced these issues when you first regained consciousness. You likely recall the lack of sensation in your legs, the inability to control them, and the numbness in half of your body."

Gong Daoyang was shocked. "Will it always be like this from now on?"

Du Heng shook his head. "Not necessarily. For this issue, you need to recuperate slowly. I'll prescribe medicine for you, so you don't need to worry about that. However, during the recovery period, you cannot stay up late, overwork, or get overly anxious. You must also avoid smoking and drinking. Otherwise, given your current physical condition, you could easily end up with hemiplegia."

Du Heng said, sighing softly, "But your current job involves everything I just warned you against. What are you going to do?"

Gong Daoyang fell silent.

The problem Du Heng mentioned indeed put him in a bind. On one hand was his health, and on the other were the unavoidable demands of his job. Moreover, these were all unavoidable problems.

Suddenly, Du Heng proposed, "Gong, how about this: you stay here, and we'll have JZU Second Hospital cover your expenses. I'll personally oversee your recovery for a month, and I guarantee we can resolve all these underlying issues."

Gong Daoyang shook his head firmly. "No, I'm not staying. I must be discharged on Monday. If I stay any longer, I might have a relapse."

"Then take a leave of absence. Rest and recuperate for a month or two. It's also a good opportunity to spend time with your child at home."

"Tsk, I wish I could. But the police station is already short-staffed. If I don't go back, my brothers there will be overwhelmed."

Du Heng suddenly scoffed. "Gong, are you overestimating your importance? You've been sick for a week. Did the police station fall apart? Didn't they manage just fine? And don't forget, Xiao Zeng is with you. That means your station is effectively short two people."

Du Heng made his disdain for Gong Daoyang's self-importance clear, expressing strong contempt. "Gong, isn't my Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital bigger than your police station? Don't I have more people and matters to handle than you do? But look, I've been away for over ten days. Do they need me? No, they don't. Without me, they do what they need to do, and they do it even better and more happily than before."