On Monday, Zhiyi went to the capital to join the first doctor.

During this time, she had already had a general understanding of the arrangement of the hospital departments through the documents. c

On the first day of entering the hospital, the hospital arranged her to the inpatient department of the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular department.

She had just arrived at the hospital and needed to get used to it for a while before she could go to the outpatient clinic.

Song Zhiyi was led into the office by a colleague.

The rest of the colleagues in the office were busy, and after taking time to say hello to Song Zhiyi, they continued to work.

I don't know how much more intense the work here is than Kangbo, and there are a lot less internal strife.

Because time is not the time and energy to think about those things.

After Song Zhiyi entered the job, she also entered the state and began to work.

In order to familiarize her with the familiarity first, the director still assigned a few patients to take care of her.

When Song Zhiyi came, she had read all the information and cases of these patients several times, and she also had a general understanding of their physical conditions.

After finishing work, the department held a meeting, and at the meeting, Song Zhiyi became familiar with the names of other colleagues in the department.

At the end of the meeting, Song Zhiyi and other colleagues left the hospital in the same elevator.

Most of the content of the communication was also related to patients.

Song Zhiyi likes this kind of working atmosphere very much, and she doesn't have to be distracted to deal with other interpersonal relationships.

Jin Wenchen got off work a little earlier than Song Zhiyi, so Song Zhiyi, who was far away, saw Jin Wenchen's car parked at the entrance of the hospital.

After she went down the steps, Jin Wenchen lowered the window directly, looked at Song Zhiyi with a smile, and asked.

"On the first day of work, are you still adapting?"

Song Zhiyi smiled slightly and nodded.

"It's okay."

The working atmosphere here makes Song Zhiyi like it very much.

Everyone only talks about work issues, and rarely talks about personal matters.

Kang Bo, probably because of Song Xuewei's relationship, made Song Zhiyi feel unbearable.

"Just get used to it."

"I'm worried that you're not going to get used to it when you just entered the hospital."

Jin Wenchen listened to Song Zhiyi's words and was relieved.

Song Zhiyi pulled the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat, stretched her waist, and said with a smile.

"I'm not a three-year-old anymore."

"Uncle doesn't have to worry so much at all."

Jin Wenchen smiled, started the car, and said helplessly.

"It's the old lady who insists on asking me to pick you up, and he is worried that you will be ostracized in the hospital, so let me save face for you."

When Song Zhiyi heard this, the corners of her lips couldn't help but hook up a shallow smile.

"I don't know when I'll see Grandpa."

Jin Wenchen raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyes to look at Song Zhiyi, and reminded in a low voice.

"Song Xuewei has seen you before, Sheng Jiaxin may already know your whereabouts."

"She's a ruthless person who leaves no room for error, you have to be careful."

Song Zhiyi frowned slightly, and the expression on her face became solemn.

She hesitated for a moment and looked at Jin Wenchen with a serious face.

"Uncle, let's publish my identity information."

"I'm not the six-year-old I used to be, and I can't hide behind you all my life and let you protect me."

Jin Wenchen listened to Song Zhiyi's proposal, and his eyes, which were smiling slightly, just now became serious.

"Shuyu."

"Your grandfather has already lost you once."

"He doesn't want to lose it again, that's why he's so careful."

Sheng Jiaxin is an ambitious woman.

Anyone who stands in the way of Sheng Jiaxin, she will do her best to destroy it.

If Song Zhiyi's identity is announced, it will undoubtedly push Song Zhiyi in front of Sheng Jiaxin.

She is in the light, the enemy is in the shadows, and no one dares to guarantee what will happen.