"I was lucky to have passed."
Zhou Can's excellent results made him use the word "lucky" purely to consider Cheng Dazhuang's feelings.
"Dazhuang, don't give up. As long as you are willing to put in the effort, I'm willing to do everything possible to help you get the Medical Practitioner Certificate." Zhou Can sincerely persuaded him.
"I want to pass too, but it's too difficult, and financially, I can't keep getting two or three thousand a month." His heart felt bitter.
"As long as you are willing to work hard, I can help you financially and technically. If the study conditions here are too poor, let's go to the provincial city, and I'll find a way to help you at Tuya Hospital."
Zhou Can said seriously.
Getting Cheng Dazhuang into Tuya Hospital might be unrealistic, but getting him a trainee position should be achievable.
After all, Zhou Can's current position allows him to directly find the deputy hospital director to pull some strings.
