I Am Dr. Niu

A Niu, as the most beloved grandson of the county's richest man, has been wrapped in swaddling clothes made of gold silk since birth. The private swimming pool in the luxurious manor was filled with sparkling waves, and his entire childhood was filled with curriculum customized by a team of private teachers. Even his schoolbag was made of limited-edition crocodile skin. Such a luxurious life quietly collapsed after he entered adolescence. Smartphones and the virtual world swallowed up his attention like a black hole, from his initial all-night online games, to learning to steal his father's expensive cigarettes, to hanging out in dark bars in the county. The burning sensation of alcohol numbing his nerves and the brief dizziness caused by nicotine made him completely lost. Finally, in his senior year of high school, Aniu chose to drop out of school and tore up the gilded admission notice from a key middle school. A Niu, who left the shelter of his family, was like a delicate vine thrown out of a greenhouse, struggling to survive in the wind and rain of society. He has delivered takeaways and was covered in mud in heavy rains; he has driven a truck and stayed awake for 36 hours in a row just to earn a few hundred more yuan; he has even moved bricks at a construction site, and the rough cement has worn out his pampered hands. Ten or twenty years later, wrinkles crept into the corners of his eyes, and his once delicate face became weathered. A Niucai was shocked to realize that he had long been left behind by his peers. The turning point came late one night when A Niu accidentally walked into a 24-hour bookstore. The yellowed pages stretched under the warm light. He casually opened a philosophical book. Those profound words were like a ray of light, piercing his chaotic life. In the days that followed, he worked in a warehouse during the day and immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge at night. Eventually he taught himself to become Dr. Niu.