Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital-Chapter 425 - 364: Living with Clarity (Part 2)

This way, it’s very inclusive. No one will criticize you.

If you were back home, maintaining good relationships with relatives and neighbors is a very important part of life.

Of course, the inclusivity of big cities doesn’t mean that people in big cities are so broad-minded or have such high qualities.

The fundamental reason for the strong inclusivity of big cities is that people living in big cities are too busy, too hurried, too anxious, and simply have no room to pay attention to others.

Honestly, just like North City, this city is too large, with too many people from all walks of life. The inclusivity is merely due to not many people caring.

For those who want to shut their doors and live well by themselves and have enough financial foundation, big cities are indeed a paradise.

"All those relatives and neighbors are fine being gone. Your father spent the first half of his life valuing those things too much, all about face. Now it’s much more peaceful, living life on his own, how great."

Zhao Ma agreed wholeheartedly.

In the hometown, face is something the older generation values greatly.

Because the circle in their hometown is very small, it’s a society of acquaintances. You see each other all the time, and if something happens in a family, it’s quickly spread around. Before long, the whole village knows.

The old generation’s ideas and habits of valuing face are deeply rooted. They emphasize glorifying the ancestors, and everyone in the village knows whose family has a child who became an official or built a multi-story house.

The older generation likes this feeling of being envied by others. The main reason is that they’ve been accustomed to mediocrity all their lives. They often admire others and want to experience being envied and in the spotlight. They all want to stand tall.

The most glorious moment might be when the child gets into a good university or finds a good job, modestly saying, "Oh, it’s nothing much."

In the eyes of the younger generation, this might be vanity at play, wanting face. But the older generation doesn’t hope for much in their lives, just wanting some "face," hoping to be respected by the villagers and looked up to.

In contrast, the current younger generation’s social connections have faded, and relationships are largely cold. When you go out, no one cares how well you’re doing. Wealth or education level is no longer a decisive factor in judging a person’s value.

Moreover, the younger generation’s viewpoints are more avant-garde and free, and most have the mindset of "how I live has nothing to do with others," so they live more freely and follow their hearts, not caring much about others’ opinions.

"In the future, focus on living a good life, truly well."

Zhao Pa sighed. Up until now, ever since coming to North City and witnessing the life in a big city, Zhao Pa finally truly understood life.

As long as the son is doing well, the old couple stays healthy, can help take care of the son’s future children, and the family lives peacefully together, that’s enough.

As for the face they cared about all those years, in Zhao Pa’s current view, it really doesn’t matter much anymore.

As for some relatives, even if they don’t keep in touch, it’s fine.

Take now, for instance. Ever since Zhao Pa opened this noodle shop, because of his good temper and sociability, he has made many friends, friends who are much better than the relatives back home.

As for his son’s life, marriage, and work, he naturally has his own ideas. As parents, as long as they support him, it’s enough.

Zhao Heng looked at his parents, feeling very gratified in his heart. He really liked how relaxed and genuine his parents were now, genuinely living life, not living for so-called "face" like back home sometimes.

Thinking of this, Zhao Heng was very grateful to have parents like this.

After a busy day, it was past nine in the evening. After Zhao Pa and Zhao Ma closed up shop, they went home, and Zhao Juan also returned to her rented place.

On the other side, in Zhao Juan’s rented house.

After Zhao Juan returned, she settled her two children to sleep and then started chatting with her husband Zhang Chao.

"Juan, how come your brother is so amazing? So young and already a deputy director."

Zhang Chao asked his wife Zhao Juan with a mix of envy and curiosity.

He works as an orderly at Eastern Hospital, and each task assigned to him is easy to handle with good pay. He knows all of this is thanks to Zhao Juan’s cousin Zhao Heng.

At twenty-five, Zhao Heng became a deputy director, setting the record as the youngest director at Eastern Hospital. It was unprecedented and unlikely to be surpassed later.

"My brother was smart since he was young. What’s strange about that? In our big family, only Xiao Heng made it academically."

Zhao Juan said nonchalantly. You can tell smart people from a young age.

Zhao Juan still remembers when her family had slightly better conditions when her cousin Zhao Heng would come over just to find books to read. Whether it was novels or magazines, as long as it had words, he read it with great interest.

In contrast, she couldn’t get into reading books.

"People are helping us so much. I managed to work as an orderly in a big hospital like Eastern, and you can help out with the noodle shop. How should we thank him?"

Zhang Chao continued.

He returned from the army and, although he didn’t achieve much, he had seen the world. He knew that if it weren’t for Zhao Heng, he would probably have ended up as a security guard, earning at most four to five thousand a month, nowhere near what he had now.

Doing well as an orderly at Eastern Hospital easily brings in ten thousand a month.

"Xiao Heng is a deputy director now. It seems like there’s nothing he needs from us. We just need to remember this."

Zhao Juan thought for a moment.

This cousin, now with a different status, she racked her brain but couldn’t think of anything they could help him with. Naturally, they needed to remember this favor.

"Alright, no need to say more. I still have some strength. If your brother really needs anything, just call me. I’ll go through fire and water if necessary."

Zhang Chao said spiritedly.

He’s a very practical person. Many comrades-in-arms became security guards after retiring, even though it’s not a great job, but they had no choice.

Compared to before, working as an orderly in Eastern Hospital, although it sounds dirty and tiring, if you’re taken care of by the hospital and assigned good care tasks with well-paying patients, it’s really quite nice.

Whether it’s dignified or not is one thing, making money is another. And being a security guard, is it dignified?

Not necessarily.

"You sound so exaggerated. My brother is a big director; what does he need you to risk life and limb for? It sounds like you’re going to get into a fight."

Zhao Juan laughed and said.

Her husband Zhang Chao’s family back in their hometown was very poor. She married him because she valued the person he is.

And now, it seems that this choice was right.

Otherwise, just with his retired background, many wouldn’t be willing to work as an orderly.

But her husband went without a word, and he worked seriously and happily once he was there.

You can tell he’s someone who can live a good life.

"That’s not necessarily true. In the hospital, I’ve heard there are many doctor-patient conflicts. Today one doctor was cut, tomorrow another, so if your brother really encounters such things, I’d stand in front to block a knife."

Zhang Chao said earnestly.

"Look where your mind is going, saying you’d block a knife.."

Hearing this, Zhao Juan chuckled.

Her cousin Zhao Heng was such a nice person she couldn’t imagine anyone wanting to cut him.

"I’m just saying. If I really have to block a knife, I’d do it. Without your brother, I’d probably be looking for construction work and you’d be waiting tables in a small restaurant. How could we have the good life we do now?"

Zhang Chao said sincerely.

It’s clear this man is grateful and loyal.

"Alright, as long as you have the thought."

Zhao Juan smiled and said.

"Juan, the kids are asleep, you see?"

Zhang Chao couldn’t help saying.

"We already have two kids, can’t have another one."

Zhao Juan said.

"I know, I know."

Zhang Chao nodded repeatedly, then turned off the light.