Joe Di arrived at the fifth floor of Building 7 and immediately spotted the sign for Human Resources. As he walked up to the door, he took out the business card Frank Yu had given him. Just as he was about to knock, he heard someone inside shouting angrily.
To Joe's surprise, the person being scolded was actually Frank Yu. Wasn’t Frank Yu the director of this hospital? Who dared to berate the director so loudly in Human Resources?
"...You have one month to clear out all the useless freeloaders in this hospital who only know how to eat rice. Whoever brought them in will be held responsible." As soon as these words were spoken, the door suddenly swung open and a tall, still visibly angry young man strode out.
The man's gaze swept over Joe Di, but he said nothing and left quickly.
After the man left, Joe heard a woman’s voice from inside the office. "Hmph, if you’ve got the guts, go find Director Yu. What’s the point of showing off in front of us? I didn’t bring those people in, and without orders from the higher-ups, would I dare to hire anyone? Who does he think he is? I’m not going to listen to him."
"Haha, Sister Mary, in another month you won’t even be at Aibo Hospital. If that overseas returnee sees you haven’t fired anyone, he might just faint from anger." Another female voice chimed in, sounding much younger.
Joe Di knocked on the door and walked in.
The Human Resources office was spacious. Joe estimated there were seats for at least a dozen people, but at the moment only two were present: a woman in her thirties and a slightly frail-looking younger woman. The woman in her thirties was likely Sister Mary.
Sister Mary was quite attractive, especially her striking figure. Sitting there, her exposed neck was fair and smooth, making her very pleasing to the eye.
The younger, more delicate woman looked much younger than Sister Mary, and her appearance and figure were far less remarkable by comparison.
If this was the job, he really needed to think it over. Although many new doctors hoped to follow a skilled physician to learn something, this didn’t suit Joe Di. What he needed was a quiet job to support himself, so he could devote all his time to cultivating the Di Family Seven Blades and the Grandwalk Codex.
"It’s the night shift security post in the basement of Building 11. The monthly salary is six thousand, plus some extras. The job is very quiet..."
Before Mary Tong finished, the frail woman looked at her in surprise. "Mary Tong, but that’s the morgue! Director Yu wrote down Toxicology, but this..."
Although six thousand was a very low salary at Aibo Hospital, the frail woman still didn’t understand why the new director had just blown up, and Mary Tong was already arranging someone, and it was still a favor for Director Yu.
Mary Tong looked at Joe Di helplessly. "I’m really sorry. Normally, I wouldn’t refuse Director Yu’s request, but the new director is very assertive, and I don’t have a better place to put you. After this period passes, I..."
She really did feel a little sorry. Last year, Linchuan’s published data showed the average salary was nearly ten thousand, but what she offered Joe Di was just a little over half that. With her authority, this was the best she could do.
Joe Di smiled slightly. "It’s fine, this job is good. I’m very satisfied."
He really was satisfied with the job, because it was quiet. First, it guaranteed his cultivation time, and second, it met his living needs. He wasn’t here to spend all his time working. What was wrong with the morgue? As long as it was quiet, it was fine.
"Here’s my phone number. Give me your ID card, and I’ll set up your personnel file," Mary Tong said, handing Joe Di a business card.
The card listed Mary Tong, Head of Human Resources, and a phone number.
Joe Di had nothing. As Mary Tong asked about his situation, she helped him fill out some documents. It took over an hour before Mary Tong finished preparing Joe’s personnel file.
"Thank you, Mary Tong." Joe quickly thanked her as he took the documents. He knew that if Mary Tong hadn’t wanted to help, it wouldn’t have been wrong—Frank Yu couldn’t blame her either.
The reason Mary Tong helped him was probably not just for Frank Yu’s sake, but also because she was annoyed at the new director who had just left.
The new director probably couldn’t do anything to Frank Yu, so he found a scapegoat and vented his anger on Mary Tong.
"Go ahead. Today counts as your first day at work. You can find a place to stay now. If I get a chance, I’ll help you move to a better position within a month. If not, don’t blame me," Mary Tong said, nodding to Joe Di.
...
Joe Di left Human Resources. Just as Mary Tong said, what he needed most now was to find a quiet place to live. He could cultivate at the hospital during work and at home after work—this was his ideal arrangement.
As soon as he left Building 7, Joe saw a crowd gathered in front of another building, with the sounds of crying and cursing filling the air.
Hospital disputes were common even in Jiguo, so Joe didn’t pay much attention. As he was about to leave, he saw the middle-aged doctor who had brought him in.
Joe had a good impression of this doctor. When his patient was in a critical condition, the doctor had rushed out but still told him where Human Resources was. It showed his reliability, even in small matters.
At this moment, the middle-aged doctor was clearly having a tough time. His white coat had been torn, and there were several bloody scratches on his face. Several women were frantically trying to rush at him, while two men were held back by security. If not for the security guards, the doctor’s safety would have been in serious jeopardy.
"Give me back my daughter’s life, you quack, you quack..." a middle-aged woman cried and screamed as she lunged at the doctor.
Joe Di sighed. It seemed the middle-aged doctor’s patient in bed 19 hadn’t survived after all; something had happened in the end.
There was nothing he could do in this situation. If the patient hadn’t died, maybe he could have helped a little, but once they were gone, not even Joe Di’s skills could bring them back.
Shaking his head, Joe Di could only turn and leave.
...
Joe Di left Human Resources. Just as Tong Mu said, what he needed most now was to find a quiet place to live. He could cultivate at the hospital during work and at home after work—this was his ideal arrangement.
As soon as he left Building 7, Joe saw a crowd gathered in front of another building, with the sounds of crying and cursing filling the air.
Hospital disputes were common even in Jiguo, so Joe didn’t pay much attention. As he was about to leave, he saw the middle-aged doctor who had brought him in.
Joe had a good impression of this doctor. When his patient was in a critical condition, the doctor had rushed out but still told him where Human Resources was. It showed his reliability, even in small matters.
At this moment, the middle-aged doctor was clearly having a tough time. His white coat had been torn, and there were several bloody scratches on his face. Several women were frantically trying to rush at him, while two men were held back by security. If not for the security guards, the doctor’s safety would have been in serious jeopardy.
"Give me back my daughter’s life, you quack, you quack..." a middle-aged woman cried and screamed as she lunged at the doctor.
Joe Di sighed. It seemed the middle-aged doctor’s patient in bed 19 hadn’t survived after all; something had happened in the end.
There was nothing he could do in this situation. If the patient hadn’t died, maybe he could have helped a little, but once they were gone, not even Joe Di’s skills could bring them back.
Shaking his head, Joe Di could only turn and leave.