vrcanaries Chapter 394: Saved by a fierce and rough boss
Chapter 394: Saved by a fierce and rough boss
Song Yuan didn't notice the strange look on Wen Yang's face. He said to Wen Yang, "I will give you an extra week's salary as compensation for the time you've been working here. If you don't want to see patients anymore and don't want to work for me anymore, just tell me directly. Don't feel any psychological burden."
After hearing Song Yuan's straightforward words, Wen Yang pursed his lips and decided to honestly express his thoughts. "Doctor Song, thank you for your understanding. Actually, I came here today to tell you that I really don't plan to continue working in the clinic. After what happened, I still feel a little scared of contacting unfamiliar patients..."
After hearing this, Song Yuan nodded in understanding, "Okay, it's okay. In that case, I'll calculate the number of days you've worked here and pay you the money today."
After saying that, Song Yuan turned around and walked to the table, took out paper and pen, and began to calculate Wen Yang's salary.
After a while, Song Yuan calculated the wages. He raised his head and handed the paper with the wages to Wen Yang. "Son, take a look at my calculations to see if they are correct. If there is no problem, I will pay you the money now."
Wen Yang took it and examined it carefully before handing it back to Song Yuan, "Doctor Song, you are right."
"Okay." Song Yuan turned around, took out the money bag from the cabinet, counted out the corresponding money and handed it to Wen Yang, "Count it again and see if the money is correct."
After Wen Yang nodded, he looked up at Song Yuan and said, "That's right."
Although Wen Yang had not worked here for a particularly long time, Song Yuan admired his serious and meticulous attitude towards work. Moreover, Wen Yang was about the same age as his granddaughter Song Lan, so he unconsciously treated Wen Yang with more kindness.
Song Yuan looked at Wen Yang, smiled and nodded, "That's good, child. You still have a long way to go in the future, so you must take good care of yourself. If you have any difficulties and need help in the future, you can also come to me."
Wen Yang nodded gratefully.
After saying goodbye to Song Yuan, Wen Yang left the house. Cheng Zheng was still sitting on the bamboo chair, but now she could only see Cheng Zheng's back and could not see the expression on Cheng Zheng's face.
Wen Yang slowly walked behind Cheng Zheng and called softly, "Mr. Cheng."
Cheng Zheng heard Wen Wan's voice behind him and turned around, and saw Wen Yang handing him a small bag.
"What is this?" He asked puzzledly, staring at the bulging small bag.
"This is the salary I received during the time I worked here. Please accept it as my thanks for saving my life." Wen Yang replied solemnly.
"I don't want it." Cheng Zheng decisively rejected Wen Yang's kindness. He stood up, frowned slightly and said, "I saved you not for your money."
Seeing Cheng Zheng frowning, she was afraid that Cheng Zheng would misunderstand, so she quickly waved her hand and explained: "Mr. Cheng, that's not what I meant. I really want to thank you very much. This is the only sincere way I can think of to express my gratitude."
Cheng Zheng lowered his head and looked at Wen Yang, then spoke meaningfully, "If you sincerely want to thank me, there are other ways."
"What...?" Wen Yang raised his head slightly, his eyes full of confusion.
Cheng Zheng took a step closer to Wen Yang, his deep voice carrying a hint of oppression: "How long are you going to stop calling me Mr. Cheng?"
"Then...if I don't call you Mr. Cheng, what else can I call you..." Wen Yang was stunned by the question.
"Then why didn't you call that guy surnamed Lu Mr. Lu last time?" Cheng Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction, and a faint sense of oppression gradually rose around him.
Wen Yang was a little overwhelmed by Cheng Zheng's sudden words. She didn't expect Cheng Zheng to suddenly mention Lu Zhenting at this moment. She had called Lu Zhenting "Brother Lu" in front of Cheng Zheng before. Could it be that Cheng Zheng now wanted her to call him Brother Cheng?
She felt as if she could smell something sour, but was afraid she might have misunderstood. Her eyes wandered for a long time before she lowered her eyes and tentatively called out in a voice as thin as a mosquito's hum: "Brother Cheng...?"
When Cheng Zheng heard Wen Yang call him "Brother Cheng", a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that the oppressive feeling around Cheng Zheng had dissipated a little, Wen Yang knew that he was right to call him "Brother Cheng" just now.
"Brother Cheng, you'd better accept this money from me. It also contains the money you paid for me at the hospital, noodle shop, and vegetable stall yesterday..." After Wen Yang finished speaking, he handed the purse in his hand to Cheng Zheng.
Cheng Zheng glanced at the bag of money that Wen Yang handed over again, and looked away calmly, "No need, I won't accept the money. Those small amounts are just a small favor, you should keep the money for yourself."
"But..." Wen Yang wanted to say something but was interrupted by Cheng Zheng.
"If you really want to thank me, please consider my previous suggestion."
"The previous proposal? What proposal?" Wen Yang couldn't remember it for a moment, so he asked.
"It's a proposal for you to work for me."
When Cheng Zheng mentioned this, Wen Yang instantly remembered that she had indeed talked about this before, but at that time she felt that she was taking advantage of Cheng Zheng by going to work for him, so after calming down, she felt that it was inappropriate. Later, her stomach rumbled, and she went out to find food, so the matter was not finished at that time and it ended like this.
Now hearing Cheng Zheng mention it again, Wen Yang was in a dilemma again.
Cheng Zheng was unwilling to accept her money no matter what. If she really wanted to thank him and repay the favor, it seemed that she had no choice but to accept this proposal. At worst, she could help Cheng Zheng copy documents for a while and then not ask for his salary.
After a moment of silence, Wen Yang replied softly, "Okay, I'll go."
"But..." Wen Yang paused before continuing, "I have to wait for my aunt and the others to come back and tell them before I go. Otherwise, they won't be able to find me when they come back and will be worried."
"Okay, then I'll be staying at Tongfu Hotel for the next few days. Once you've spoken to your family, just come and see me."
"Okay." Wen Yang agreed.
"Have you talked to Dr. Song? Will you not come here anymore?" Cheng Zheng suddenly asked.
"Everything has been discussed. I can go back now and won't come tomorrow." Wen Yang nodded.
"Okay, let's go."
"Mr. Cheng..." Wen Yang was about to call out Mr. Cheng when he suddenly caught sight of Cheng Zheng's indifferent gaze and immediately changed his tone, "Brother Cheng, don't you have new symptoms? Why don't you ask Doctor Song to take another look?"
Cheng Zheng waved his hand, "No, I feel much better now."
"Really? Don't you need to take a look? I can't eat, drink or sleep, that's really torturous." Wen Yang frowned worriedly.
Cheng Zheng looked at Wen Yang's worried look and smiled, which made Wen Yang feel at ease. "Don't worry, everything is fine now."
After all, he was suffering from lovesickness, and the person he missed most was now by his side, so why did he need a doctor?