When Liang Hanqing heard this, he nodded and smiled: "Well, I am now a formal doctor."

When Jiang Yang heard the answer, he couldn't help but feel relieved. The intern who used to be a doctor was now a formal doctor, and this result did not disappoint Jiang Yang. If the intern who particularly wanted to be a doctor finally became something else, Jiang Yang would be very disappointed, because Liang Xianqing was not the Liang Xianqing in his memory.

"Brother Liang, why haven't you seen you come to the store for dinner for so long?" Jiang Yang asked.

Liang Hanqing smiled and said, "The hospital I used to interning before was unable to stay. Later, I went to another hospital and left Rongcheng."

Jiang Yang suddenly realized, no wonder Liang Hanqing had not seen him come here for so long, and he had already left Rongcheng.

"Then Brother Liang, are you now?" Jiang Yang asked.

Liang Hanqing replied: "Oh! I came to Rongcheng for further study. I have been here for a while, but I am busy with work and have no time to come. Today I happened to be on vacation, so I will see if the restaurant I remember is still there."

"Is that still there?" Jiang Yang asked.

Liang Hanqing smiled and said, "It's still here!"

Neither of them had anything to do, and Liang Hanqing told Jiang Yang about his experience over the years, mainly at work. Jiang Yang always listened carefully, and later Yu Zhiyu joined the listening ranks.

Among the experiences that Liang Hanqing talked about, it was even more thrilling than Jiang Yang's experience. The profession of doctor was originally a matter of facing separation from life and death.

Some people say that when he first entered this industry, he would be very sad to see these separations of life and death, but after seeing them for too much, his mood swings would not be that great. It was not because he was numb to see them for too much, but because he understood something that he was just a doctor, not a god, and life and death could not be reversed.

Listening to the various separations and deaths in Liang Xianqing's story, Jiang Yang and Yu Zhiyu were a little moved and admired the profession of doctor even more. Of course, Liang Xianqing's story is not only separations and deaths, but also laughter and joy. Those are the smiles snatched by the doctor from the hands of the god of death.

After Liang Xianqing finished speaking, he stood up and said goodbye and left. Jiang Yang told him to come often. Liang Xianqing agreed with a smile.

Liang Hanqing left, but Jiang Yang could not speak for a long time.

In Liang Hanqing's story, he grew up from an intern to a young doctor now, and has experienced too many experiences. During this process, he made mistakes, was scolded, experienced medical disputes, and saw recovered patients holding banners to thank them.

He does not have a system like Jiang Yang. What he relies on is nothing more than his enthusiasm for the profession of doctors. He has walked step by step, and he is still a little doctor until now.

Liang Hanqing is not like Jiang Yang, who is already at the top of his industry. He is still far away from being the inconspicuous among many doctors. He is still far away from being at the top of the industry.

But Jiang Yang does not think that Liang Xianqing is worse than himself. Every doctor deserves respect. Even if there are some bad intentions, it is just an exception. To be honest, the profession of doctor has suffered too much grievances. Jiang Yang thinks Liang Xianqing deserves respect.

In Liang Hanqing's story, he is the protagonist, just like Jiang Yang in his own story.

Thinking of these things in his heart, Jiang Yang couldn't help but smile.

The world is not that bad, isn't it?

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On the plane to the imperial capital, Jiang Yang never thought that he would sit with a group of old men.

Originally, I had an appointment with Mr. Lin Yong to go to the imperial capital together, but before Jiangyang boarded the plane, I found a group of old men standing beside Mr. Lin Yong.

However, Jiang Yang knew some of these old men, and others looked familiar. These people are all cooks masters in Sichuan Province.

This competition between Ren Pengcheng and Yang Kaizhong can really be said to be a peak duel. Regarding this, the Food Magazine of "Scent, Scent and Taste" is not wrong. As the former president of the Chefs Association, Yang Kaizhong's cooking skills are undoubtedly top among the masters of cooking. Not to mention Ren Pengcheng, he has defeated Yang Kaizhong before.

Although most people who know the inside story are strange, didn’t Yang Kaizhong lose to Ren Pengcheng before? Why are he going to compete with Ren Pengcheng now?

However, some people who know Yang Kaizhong's true level know that Yang Kaizhong actually released water in that competition. As for why, they don't know.

No matter what, this competition has attracted the attention of many people. As a chef, it is even more impossible to miss this rare competition.

The chefs in Sichuan Province basically have to go. For convenience, Lin Yong organized everyone to act together.

When Jiang Yang saw it, he almost fell off his chin.

These old men wearing red hats and dressed like traveling with the elderly group, Jiang Yang felt that he seemed out of place.

Mixed in the crowd, everyone at the airport looked at Jiang Yang with strange eyes.

After getting off the plane, Lin Yong took everyone to the hotel.

"Understanding is the exchange. We will rest in the nearest hotel today and take a good place tomorrow morning." Lin Yong said.

"Old Lin, you are smart."

"Yes, we must grab the best position and piss the others off to death."

"Hahaha, Lao Lin Yan'er is bad!"

Jiang Yang's mouth twitched when he heard this. Why did a group of chefs feel so unreliable?

Lin Yong held the hotel closest to tomorrow's exchange location with his head held high, using group purchases.

Only then did Jiang Yang understand why a group of old men were wearing clothes for traveling in senior groups. Their feelings were just to book a hotel? Jiang Yang couldn't help but complain in his heart, is it necessary? It's just a hotel.

"Fortunately I'm smart, otherwise I wouldn't be able to book this hotel." Lin Yong said with a smile.

"Lao Lin, don't say it, this group purchase is good. Not to mention the cheaper price, you can order it first."

"Yes, fortunately we were in time, otherwise there would be no room."

Lin Yong smiled and said, "That's right, you don't even look at who I am."

Well, Jiang Yang was speechless. These old men were very serious in front of others, but when they gathered together, they were as uncontrollable as young people.

Lin Yong patted Jiang Yang on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Jiang, your room is 3017." As he said that, he handed the door card to Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang took the door card and found the room. He lived alone. The other old men also lived alone. They were not short of money. They were all top chefs in the industry. How could they lose the money for the night?

They organized this way, just to book rooms, not to save money.

Jiang Yang lay on the bed in the hotel, thinking about something randomly, and soon fell asleep.
Chapter completed!