Admit it, you're heartbroken

Chapter 5 So You Are Really a Doctor

Because of a picture, many people have paid attention to this blogger named Xiao Yueya.

Many fans even urged her to update a few more on the blog.

Zheng Ziyue rested her cheek in one hand, racking her brains for the next content.

There are many people who suddenly became popular because of a piece of content on the Internet. As for how long it will be popular, it depends on the follow-up creation. This is a long-term battle.

What's more, the model doesn't even know whether the other party agrees with him or not, and if he continues to draw for him, maybe one day a paper summons will arrive home.

There is no capital to build a professional operation team...

Zheng Ziyue, who had just seen some hope, suddenly felt confused about the way ahead.

The mood seems to be sitting on a roller coaster with a long journey, with ups and downs.

In the classmate group, the teacher sent a link to the score of the last exam.

After hesitating for a while, she clicked in, her fingers slowly slid down, and finally saw 63 points behind her name, which was barely a pass.

With this grade, even if I had good grades in the previous exams, it was already a certainty that I would not be able to get into Shangyang Media.

Zheng Ziyue is not the only one who wants to join Shangyang Media.

Life is not a novel, and she is not the right girl, how could she still get good grades under such circumstances?
Taking another look at the grades of the other students in the same group, it seems that they are doing pretty well.

Fortunately, I didn't implicate other people's results...

Thinking about it, Zheng Ziyue quit the group chat box, sighed and stared at the screen in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time passed, when the screen turned on again, an avatar that hadn't appeared for many years popped up on the chat interface, which made Zheng Ziyue sit up straight.

Aunt Li Mei?

Li Mei is not only a former colleague of Zheng Ziyue's mother, Zhou Jiahui, but also her mother's college alumni and good sister.

Curiously clicking on the dialog box, the other party asked: [Xiaoyue, I haven't seen you for a few years, how are you and your father doing recently? 】

Zheng Ziyue quickly replied with two fingers: [Thank you, Aunt Mei, for your concern, we are all fine. 】

The chat box of the other party has been prompting that it is typing, and soon asked: [If Aunt Mei remembers correctly, you should be a senior now, have you done an internship? 】

Seeing the word "internship", Zheng Ziyue smiled wryly with frustration, and replied: [Not yet. 】

This time, the other party seemed to be typing for a long time, and it took a while to send a long paragraph.

[I saw the comics forwarded by your father in the circle of friends yesterday. I didn’t expect that the little crescent blogger is you. The little girls in our hospital like it very much. They praise you for your good drawing. I don’t know if you are interested in coming to the publicity department of our hospital. ? 】

Propaganda Section?
The publicity department is a functional department in a hospital, just like the media department in other companies.

Seeing that Zheng Ziyue didn't reply for a long time, the other party added: [The director also read the cartoons you drew and recognized your level. They recently launched a health promotion plan and wanted to invite you to exchange and cooperate. 】

Chewing the words on the screen repeatedly, it took a long time to react.

Is this what the People's Hospital Propaganda Department invited me to mean!

Zheng Ziyue quickly returned: 【Yes, I am willing! 】

My fingers were so excited that I couldn't control them, and I typed the simple six words for a long time.

After agreeing to meet at the nurse's station of the People's Hospital tomorrow, Zheng Ziyue happily jumped around the room and fell on the bed, mad with joy.

Tang Xiaoxiang, who had cut a plate of fruit and walked in, saw Zheng Ziyue lying on the bed shaking her legs excitedly.

"Shangyang Media hired you?" Tang Xiaoxiang was puzzled, she really couldn't think of any good things recently that would make her happy like this.

"It's really a pot that doesn't open. I just received my grades today. It's impossible to go to Shangyang Media for an internship..."

Zheng Ziyue put down her phone, put her hands on her heart and made a heart-pricking gesture.

"That is?"

"The People's Hospital invited me to go to the Propaganda Department for exchange and cooperation!"

Zheng Ziyue turned her face around faster than she could turn a book, she was pretending to be sad one second, and jumped up excitedly the next second.

"Shangyang City People's Hospital? Xiaoyue, what a great opportunity!"

Tang Xiaoxiang hurried over, with a look of joy on his face.

"Aunt Mei is my mother's former colleague. She said she read my comics and invited me to go. We made an appointment to meet at the hospital tomorrow."

"This time the blog has gained so many fans, it is really thanks to that model, he is really my lucky star! If I can meet again by fate, I must thank him very much! Now, I should pack the things I will bring tomorrow."

Zheng Ziyue muttered with crooked eyes, as happy as a child, wishing to immediately turn the clock to tomorrow.

……

Early the next morning, Tang Xiaoxiang was dragged up by her best friend while she was still dreaming.

"What do you think I should wear? This one? Or this one?"

Tang Xiaoxiang glanced at the phone sleepily, and was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, "My ancestor, it's only seven o'clock, is it necessary to be so early?"

"Good Xiaoxiang, you have better aesthetics, come and help me."

Zheng Ziyue lied in her ear and said coquettishly, she really couldn't bear the softness and toughness of her best friend, yawned and walked to the closet.

Soon, a simple white T-shirt was chosen for her, with a small blue butterfly on the shoulder that was exquisite and generous.

Paired with a dark blue knee-length skirt, the whole person looks simple, elegant and vigorous.

"When will you throw away this pair of black-rimmed glasses, it will look better..."

As Tang Xiaoxiang said, he was about to step forward to take off the glasses that blocked a third of Zheng Ziyue's face.

Zheng Ziyue hurriedly avoided it while protecting her glasses, and went out with the backpack carefully prepared yesterday.

Her home is not far from the People's Hospital. She bought a house nearby just to make it easier for her mother to go to work, and it takes more than ten minutes to drive there.

"Call me anytime if you have anything to do, I'll go back and catch up on sleep first."

After a few words of advice, Tang Xiaoxiang drove home to catch up on sleep, he was really sleepy.

Standing at the gate of the People's Hospital, Zheng Ziyue looked at the place where her mother had worked and devoted her whole life to, and a lot of complicated emotions surged in her heart.

Originally, it only took ten minutes to walk from the gate to the outpatient department, but Zheng Ziyue took twenty minutes to complete the journey.

Haven't been here since mom passed away five years ago.

Everything here is still as in memory, as if it has never changed, and it seems that nothing is the same.

The only thing that remains the same is the smell of disinfectant water that has filled the hospital for many years.

It is said that the hospital is the best place to see all kinds of life. Many people are born in the hospital, and many people die in the hospital.

Some people are very grateful to the doctor, while others quarrel with the doctor until they blush and have thick necks.

Standing in the corner, Zheng Ziyue watched the people coming and going in the lobby on the first floor, and after a long time, she let out a soft breath.

"Aunt Mei said she was at the nurse's station, where should she be?"

Relying on her impression of the hospital, she observed for a while before finding a direction.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around and raised his foot, he collided with a hurried white figure.

"Sorry, I'm not..."

Zheng Ziyue quickly raised her head to apologize, but when she saw the familiar face of the other party clearly, the rest of the words were stuck in her throat.

How can you not be familiar with it?She often portrayed the handsome face of the other party.

The painting on the blog was able to go viral for a few days, thanks to this face.

He was the temporary model who was arrested by Zheng Ziyue during the Academy of Fine Arts exam that day.

The eyebrows are still slightly furrowed, still looking good.

The gaze continued to move down, and finally landed on his breastplate.

Shangyang People's Hospital

No.: SY-087
Name: Zhou Yixu
Position: intern doctor

"So, you are really a doctor..."

(End of this chapter)