A month has passed since the celebration party, but the bustle at Sanbo Hospital hasn’t completely dissipated.

That afternoon, Li Zehui was in the department discussing next week’s surgery plans with a few young doctors. A whiteboard hung on the wall, covered with diagrams of heart structures and surgery path markings. He was speaking at a critical juncture, pointing to a spot on the whiteboard, saying, "This place must be very careful, once it bleeds..."

The door was suddenly pushed open.

A nurse poked her head in, looking a bit anxious: "Professor Li, Dean Xia has arrived, and brought... brought guests."

Li Zehui paused for a moment. Dean Xia visiting the department wasn’t unusual; he came by every now and then. But the nurse’s expression clearly indicated that it wasn’t just Dean Xia.

He just put down the marker pen when Dean Xia’s voice already echoed in the hallway: "Is Professor Li inside?"

Then the door was fully opened.

Dean Xia walked in front, followed by three people. Leading them was a middle-aged man in a neat suit, his hair meticulously combed, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, clearly a leader. Behind him were two young people, a man and a woman, both carrying document bags, like secretaries.

Dean Xia waved cheerfully: "Sorry to interrupt your discussion, we’ll wait until you finish, you continue..."

Li Zehui approached him: "It’s fine, let them continue the discussion first."

Only then did Dean Xia pull him over, saying to the middle-aged man: "Director Liu, this is Professor Li Zehui from our hospital, returned from Harvard, a top expert in the Cardiac Surgery Department."

Director Liu had already extended his hand, warmly shaking his hand: "Professor Li, I’ve long been looking forward to meeting you! I’ve been wanting to visit you but never found the right opportunity. Happened to pass by here today, sorry for the sudden visit."

Li Zehui shook hands, still pondering in his mind: Director Liu? Director of which bureau? Specifically come to see him? Just passing by?

Dean Xia seemed to notice his confusion and added beside: "Director Liu of the City’s Talent Work Bureau, specifically responsible for the introduction and service of high-level talents."

Director of the City’s Talent Work Bureau? Specifically came to see him?

Li Zehui thought for several circles in his mind but instinctively said politely: "Director Liu, you’re too kind; I should be visiting you instead."

"Oh, Professor Li, these words sound distant." Director Liu waved his hand, "You are the top talent introduced to our city, I should be the one visiting you. The environment in your department is quite nice, isn’t it?"

Li Zehui glanced at Dean Xia, who nodded.

Thus, he led Director Liu and his party around the department. Outpatient area, ward area, doctor’s office, teaching room, introducing while walking. Director Liu observed carefully, occasionally asking: "What is the turnover rate of this hospital bed?" "How many operating rooms are there?" "How are young doctors trained?"

After completing the tour, Director Liu stood in the teaching room, looked around, and nodded: "Not bad, the hardware conditions are good. Professor Li, are you adapting well here?"

Li Zehui said, "Yes, quite well."

Director Liu asked again: "How about life here? Any difficulties?"

Li Zehui thought for a moment: "Not at the moment, the hospital has arranged everything very well in all aspects."

Director Liu glanced at Dean Xia and laughed: "Dean Xia, you’re doing a good job."

Dean Xia waved his hand: "It’s a given, especially since Xiao Li returned, we definitely have to take good care of him."

Director Liu turned back, looking at Li Zehui, and spoke seriously: "Professor Li, the main reason I came today is to hear if you have any difficulties in life, work, or family, anything that requires our coordination, feel free to say. Having top talents like you return is our pride and also our responsibility. Any needs, be sure to mention."

Li Zehui didn’t know what to say for a moment. The director personally visits, specifically asking if there are any difficulties? In the United States, twenty years there, let alone directors, even department chairs wouldn’t ask such a question.

Dean Xia beside him said: "Professor Li, don’t be polite. Director Liu is specifically in charge of this matter, say anything you need to."

He thought for a moment and said: "Currently, everything is really good, no particular difficulties."

Director Liu nodded but didn’t intend to end it just like this: "How about your family? Is your spouse’s work going well? Are your children studying smoothly?"

He hesitated for a moment, but still said: "My spouse used to be in education management abroad, but has been idle since coming here. If there’s a suitable opportunity..."

Director Liu immediately took a notebook from his secretary and noted it down seriously: "Education management, right? Any specific direction? Higher education or middle schools? Training institutions or educational administration?"

Li Zehui didn’t expect him to ask so detailed: "Middle schools."

Director Liu nodded: "Okay, I’ll note it down, and later let the colleagues below coordinate, see if there’s a suitable unit. There are several international schools in the city, all worth inquiring."

The two secretaries beside him were also taking notes swiftly.

After chatting for a little while longer, Director Liu looked at the time, stood up to say goodbye. Before leaving, he again held Li Zehui’s hand and said: "Professor Li, rest assured, your matters are our matters. If there’s anything needed, always feel free to call. Here’s my business card, my phone is available 24/7. No matter big or small matters, directly call me."

He handed over the business card, and Li Zehui received it with both hands, glanced down: Only the name and phone number were on it, no office phone, no position, only a small line: Available 24/7.

After sending off Director Liu’s party, Li Zehui stood at the department’s entrance, staring blankly at the business card.

The director of the City’s Talent Work Bureau, available 24/7 waiting for his call?