"I know all this, yet you still act recklessly." The doctor glared at him. "I heard you were already experiencing excessive sweating. If that's the case, why didn't you come to the hospital immediately? Isn't that just acting recklessly?"
Although Ye Cang was still smiling, his expression had become much more serious: "That's different. For singers, once they're on stage, even if they feel dizzy, they have to finish the song before they faint. That's our professional ethics. Just like you, even if you're very sick, if you're on the operating table, you'll definitely do your best to complete the surgery, right?"
Upon hearing this, the doctor didn't say anything more, but silently prescribed the medicine.
Shen Huai accepted the gift, said "thank you," and prepared to leave with Ye Cang.
Before they left, the doctor suddenly said, "I'm an internist; I don't need to go to the operating table."
Ye Cang: "..."
After giving him a disdainful look, the doctor said impatiently, "Alright, go pay for your injection and don't bother the patients behind you."
Ye Cang, dumbfounded, was led out of the consultation room by Shen Huai, who was smiling.
Even after being admitted to the ward and having his IV drip finished, Ye Cang was still brooding: "That doctor was too much! His heart is as sharp as a needle. Sigh, the world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be. Doctors used to be so kind and gentle..."
"Alright, stop being so cheeky." Shen Huai handed him the prepared salt and sugar water. "It's time, drink some water first."
Ye Cang finished drinking the salt and sugar water with a bitter face.
Shen Huai stood aside, looking at his tightly furrowed brows, and suddenly thought of what he had said to the doctor. Such things might be worth writing about in other people's eyes, but in Ye Cang's eyes, they were probably just the most basic professional ethics.
Moreover, he not only said it, but he also did it.
Shen Huai remembered seeing information about Lu Yang's deeds when he visited the former residence.
It's said that he injured his wrist during a world tour due to a packed schedule. His manager advised him not to bring his guitar on stage, but he refused. Despite the injury, he endured a three-hour concert with injections, and importantly, the performance quality wasn't compromised in the slightest; no one even noticed his injury.
His ability to become a global superstar is not solely due to his love of music.
Shen Huai sighed.
Bai Weijia was considered diligent among the new generation in the past, and he needed to be encouraged to work hard. But now that it's Ye Cang, he needs to keep an eye on him and not let him work too hard.
Seeing Shen Huai sigh for no apparent reason, Ye Cang asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Shen Huai was quite helpless. He had originally planned to let Ye Cang move out after he hired an assistant, but looking at him like this, he was afraid that no one but himself could control him. What if he stayed up all night every day and didn't take care of his health, and ended up in the hospital?
Just as Shen Huai was about to say something to him, his phone suddenly rang.
He answered the phone, and it was the HR department of Morningstar Company on the other end. Coincidentally, they said they had already recruited an assistant and asked them to schedule an interview.
Chapter 29
Because Ye Cang was still hospitalized, Shen Huai changed the interview location to the hospital.
The next morning at nine o'clock, a young man carrying a resume entered the ward, looking slightly nervous. He looked young, dressed in a simple T-shirt and jeans, with a decent appearance and good temperament. Although he seemed a little nervous, his demeanor was not awkward or restrained, indicating that he was well-mannered and did not seem like someone who would work as an assistant for a few thousand yuan.
He handed his resume to Shen Huai, then bowed to the two of them.
"Hello, my name is Xue Chengge, I am 21 years old and a senior in college."
Shen Huai took the resume, looked it over carefully, and then looked at Xue Chengge again: "Are you a student at Zhongjing Conservatory of Music?"
Xue Chengge nodded.
"With such a good academic background, why would you want to be an assistant?"
Xue Chengge coughed lightly: "Actually, I've always been a bit hesitant about my direction after graduation. Being an assistant is partly to allow me to reflect and confirm my own ideas, and partly to see if this industry is right for me."
That reason doesn't seem to have any problem.
But Shen Huai still didn't budge, and asked again: "With your qualifications, you could easily be hired as an assistant to a famous singer, but Ye Cang hasn't even officially debuted yet. It would be a waste of your talents to have you as his assistant."
Xue Chengge was prepared for this question: "I have also considered this point, but most famous singers have several assistants. If I follow them around, all I can do every day is probably small things like buying coffee, which is not in line with my original intention. On the other hand, although Brother Ye has not officially debuted yet, I believe that with Brother Ye's strength, he will soon become famous all over the country."
Xue Chengge even gave Ye Cang a little flattery at the end, but clearly, neither Shen Huai nor Ye Cang cared much about it.
Shen Huai asked a few more questions, which Xue Chengge answered fluently.
He is not only highly educated, but also quick-witted. Although he lacks experience, he is significantly better than the other two candidates.
Shen Huai pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Ye Cang: "What do you think?"
Xue Chengge looked at Ye Cang on the hospital bed with anticipation. He had reviewed his textbooks all night for this job interview and even prepared an original song, working even harder than for his final exams. He was confident that he could answer any question Ye Cang asked.
To everyone's surprise, Ye Cang stroked his chin and thought for a while before asking, "Do you know how to play Candy Crush?"
Xue Chengge: "..."
Shen Huai pressed his forehead weakly.
Ye Cang: "Huh, no way, then..."
Xue Chengge quickly said, "No, no, no, I know how. I have the game downloaded." As he spoke, afraid that Ye Cang wouldn't believe him, he quickly opened his phone, and sure enough, there was a game icon.
Ye Cang: "How many levels are there?"
"Huh?" Xue Chengge hesitated for a moment, "A dozen or so levels."
Ye Cang nodded: "Alright, add me as a friend later, and remember to send me stamina every day."
Xue Chengge was overjoyed and quickly took out his phone to add Ye Cang on WeChat. At Ye Cang's urging, he opened the game and gave him some stamina. Only then did Ye Cang put his phone away with satisfaction.
However, halfway through receiving the call, he met Shen Huai's helpless expression.
"Ahem, well, I'm fine now, Ah Huai, you can make the decision."