Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

"Of course it's appropriate." Yang Ming said firmly, "This issue concerns your future, you should fight for it yourself."

Ding Rushan's wife also advised: "Yes, Old Ding, just go. Yang Ming has already spent a lot of time and effort on your matter."

After being persuaded by his wife and Yang Ming, Ding Rushan finally nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go."

In the next few days, Yang Ming and Ding Rushan prepared for the upcoming meeting. They discussed the possible content of the conversation and developed a response strategy. Although Yang Ming knew that the meeting might not be smooth sailing, he still hoped to get a fair result for Ding Rushan.

"I...should I really go find Vice President Zhang?" Ding Rushan's voice trembled, with fear and anxiety flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, you have to face it." A firm voice came from the side. It was Yang Ming, Ding Rushan's neighbor and Ding Qiunan's secret admirer.

“But... I..." Ding Rushan hesitated, obviously not having the courage to face this fact.

"Uncle Ding, I know you are afraid, but running away is not a solution." Yang Ming patted Ding Rushan on the shoulder, trying to give him some courage, "Besides, you are not facing it alone, I will help you."

Yang Ming's words surprised Ding Rushan. He didn't expect that this seemingly indifferent young man would stand up at this time. But Yang Ming knew that the reason he was willing to help was entirely because of Ding Qiunan, the girl he had been secretly in love with for a long time.

"I...can I really do it?" Ding Rushan was still a little unconfident.

"Of course, you have to believe in yourself." Yang Ming encouraged, "Besides, Vice President Zhang is not an unreasonable person. As long as you apologize sincerely, he will definitely give you a chance."

With Yang Ming's encouragement, Ding Rushan finally plucked up the courage and decided to go to Vice President Zhang. But before that, he still needed to make some preparations.

“Uncle Ding, you need to apologize to Vice President Zhang in person so that he can see your sincerity.” Yang Ming gave advice.

"But... I don't know how to say it..." Ding Rushan looked embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'll help you think about it." Yang Ming comforted, "Besides, Qiu Nan will help you too."

When Ding Qiunan was mentioned, Ding Rushan showed a gratified smile on his face. He knew that his daughter had always been very sensible and cared about him. With the joint persuasion of Yang Ming and Ding Qiunan, Ding Rushan finally made up his mind.

The next day, Ding Rushan found an old Zhongshan suit, which was a little worn out, but he still carefully arranged it. He knew that this meeting was of great significance to him, so he couldn't let himself look too shabby.

Ding Rushan met with Vice President Zhang in a restaurant near the steel plant. He held the teacup nervously, fearing that he would say something wrong. But when he saw Vice President Zhang's kind smile, his nervousness immediately dissipated.

"Doctor Ding, I know you are a good person, but this matter is really too serious." Vice President Zhang said straight to the point.

"I know... I know I was wrong." Ding Rushan lowered his head and said in a trembling voice, "I will bear all the consequences."

"Actually... I don't mean to hold you responsible." Vice Dean Zhang sighed and said, "I just hope you can understand that as a doctor, our responsibility is to save lives and heal the wounded, not to violate regulations."

"I...I understand." Ding Rushan raised his head, his eyes gleaming with determination, "I will remember this lesson."

Seeing Ding Rushan's sincere attitude, Vice President Zhang's anger dissipated. He nodded and said, "Okay, since you have realized your mistake, I will give you a chance."

"Vice President Zhang, long time no see." Yang Ming greeted warmly, and turned his gaze to Vice President Zhang who was sitting at the table. Vice President Zhang raised his head, his gaze stayed on Ding Rushan's face for a moment, and then showed a look of surprise.

"Ding... Ding Rushan?" Vice President Zhang's voice trembled a little. He could never have imagined that the middle-aged man in front of him, who was dressed simply and had a calm temperament, was actually the Ding Rushan who had been disgraced by a medical accident.

Ding Rushan nodded slightly, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. He naturally remembered Vice President Zhang, who was the one who severely punished him for the medical accident that year, causing him to lose his doctor's qualification and lose the direction of his life. (Qian De)

"Yes, Vice President Zhang, long time no see." Ding Rushan's voice was a little hoarse, but there was a hint of firmness in his tone. He knew that although he hated Vice President Zhang, it was all his fault and he could not really hate him.

Vice President Zhang looked at Ding Rushan, and his anger seemed to have subsided. He thought of the young and vigorous Ding Rushan back then, and then looked at the calm and reserved middle-aged man in front of him, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.

If he had been more tolerant back then, perhaps Ding Rushan would not have come to this point.

"Doctor Ding, have you been doing well these years?" Vice President Zhang asked softly.

Ding Rushan was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Fortunately, although I lost my identity as a doctor, I have also found a new direction in life." His words revealed a sense of relief and determination.

Seeing this, Yang Ming knew it was time to make his request. He raised his glass and toasted Vice President Zhang, then said, "Vice President Zhang, I asked Dr. Ding to come here today because I want to ask you for help with something."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Vice President Zhang put down his wine glass and looked at Yang Ming.

"It's about Dr. Ding's personnel file." Yang Ming explained, "Although Dr. Ding was responsible for the medical accident that year, it's not entirely his fault. Now he has reformed, and I hope you can help cancel the disciplinary record on his file."

Vice President Zhang was silent for a moment and then nodded: "Okay, I promise you. But I also have a condition." He turned to Ding Rushan and said, "Doctor Ding, as a doctor, you should know that accepting gifts from patients is against professional ethics. I hope you can remember this and don't make the same mistake again."

Ding Rushan nodded awkwardly: "Yes, Vice President Zhang, I will remember it."

"If it weren't for Yang Ming, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the chance to meet Dean Zhang." Ding Rushan sighed, his eyes gleaming with gratitude. He knew very well that Yang Ming's ability was far beyond his imagination, and he remembered this kindness in his heart.

As night fell, the Ding family's cottage was brightly lit.

Ding Rushan, Yang Ming, Vice President Zhang, Director Huang and others sat around the dining table in a warm and harmonious atmosphere. At the table, Ding Rushan raised his glass from time to time to express his gratitude to Yang Ming, and Yang Ming responded modestly, saying that he was just doing his part.