Chapter 102: 100 Ying Zijin is that divine doctor [3 updates]

Lu Zhi was twenty-six this year, having studied Traditional Chinese Medicine for eight years, and was a graduate of the Imperial Capital University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

She naturally carried a bit of arrogance.

Also, because of her good relationship with Ying Luwei, she looked down on Ying Zijin.

Especially since she herself had suffered through no fault of her own, with Mr. Lu restricting her financially for so long.

What mattered more was that because of that trial, the Wu family was directly sealed, causing quite a bit of trouble for her mentor.

Fortunately, the Wu family was far inferior to the Meng Family, and major clans generally did not wish to offend doctors, so in the end, nothing too serious happened.

Even so, her job prospects in the capital were ruined, and she could only look for something close to home in Shanghai City.

However, big hospitals like First Hospital would not hire such a young practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

With no other options, Lu Zhi had to try her luck at other hospitals.

Having heard from the doctors at First Hospital that Shao Ren Hospital was in need of many staff, she went there to apply for a job.

But she never expected to run into that foster daughter of the Ying Family here.

As soon as she saw the girl, all the anger Lu Zhi had been holding in surged forth, “Have you studied ‘Traditional Chinese Medicine’ and ‘Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine’? Do you know how to identify poisonous herbs? Do you understand what is meant by the ‘Four Diagnostic Methods’?”

She said with a mocking tone, “I’ve heard from Luwei that your academic performance at Verdant was at the bottom, with single digits in mathematics and English, and you still think about studying medicine?”

Medicine isn’t something that just anyone can learn.

To excel is even more challenging; medical students attend university for five years.

Lu Zhi did not bother to hide her voice, drawing the attention of the other job applicants.

In their looks were surprise and scrutiny.

Ying Zijin lifted her eyes, as if she had just noticed the presence of Lu Zhi.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze light and seemingly piercing right to the heart.

Lu Zhi’s heart skipped a beat.

In the few seconds that she was dazed, the girl had already left, without even acknowledging her.

Lu Zhi punched the air in frustration and rage, unable to do anything, she could only sit there with a green face.

The other applicants felt Lu Zhi was being inexplicably absurd, speaking in hushed tones.

Particularly after Ying Zijin had turned around, her bare-faced appearance had made quite an impact on them.

Seeing a young girl not yet of age, and with the applicants themselves being in their thirties and forties with children at home, their favorable impression of her increased even more.

“Does that woman have a problem? The little girl hasn’t provoked her at all, and those words of hers are really unpleasant to hear,” one commented.

“Being bad at studies just means one is not skilled at learning. I wasn’t good at math and English either back in the day, but I still went on to study medicine, didn’t I?” another said.

“I really hope she doesn’t get hired, or at least I don’t. I truly don’t want such a person as a colleague,” another muttered.

“Yeah, who’s to say otherwise…”

Lu Zhi, overhearing them, scoffed, “What’s it to you? Keep your backbiting to yourselves.”

“You’d best not get hired either, or you’ll be annoyed seeing me around every day, won’t you?”

She had a diploma from the Imperial Capital University of Traditional Chinese Medicine which already put her a cut above the rest.

With Shao Ren Hospital in such dire need of staff, who else would they hire if not her?

Lu Zhi snorted coldly and pulled out her makeup bag from her purse, starting to touch up her makeup.

**

Outside the hospital.

Fu Yunshen was still in the car, watching the girl come down the stairs before opening the passenger side door for her.

Ying Zijin got in and buckled up, “At seven o’clock, I have to interview the job candidates.”

“Elder Mu should thank you,” Fu Yunshen said upon hearing this, lifting his eyelids, “He dumped such a mess on you, I’m not sure if it’s really out of generosity.”

Elder Mu’s holdings under the Mu family were extensive, and Shao Ren Hospital was just the least conspicuous of them all.

Mu Heqing’s decision to gift Shao Ren Hospital to Ying Zijin was also made after much consideration.

Because he knew that if it were anything else, Ying Zijin would not accept it.

But even a camel starved to death is bigger than a horse; the Shao Ren Hospital, even with its old reputation, had more revenue than the average small hospital.

Ying Zijin didn’t seem to care much, “It can make money.”

Hearing these four words, Fu Yunshen briefly fell silent, then smiled, “Yaoyao, you’re still a minor, you really don’t need to worry about money. If you’re short of cash, just ask your brother for it.”

Just those few bottles of medicine she had given him were worth millions each.

Yet she had refused the card he offered her.

“Oh—” Ying Zijin took a sip of water, slowly saying, “No need.”

“What’s wrong?” Fu Yunshen tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, “I said, don’t be shy.”

Ying Zijin glanced at him unhurriedly, “Earning money myself gives a sense of accomplishment. You, not so much.”

“…”

Fu Yunshen rested his hand on his forehead, feeling helpless.

The youngster saw earning money as a hobby, and it seemed he’d become the villain if he interfered.

The Maserati started up and headed to the shopping center nearest to Shao Ren Hospital.

On the top floor was an old hotpot restaurant, run by chefs from the Sichuan and Chongqing area, renowned for its authentic taste.

Each person had their own individual hotpot, clean and sanitary.

This time, Ying Zijin successfully ordered a spicy hotpot with red oil soup base.

Fu Yunshen didn’t eat spicy food, so he opted for a mild-flavored broth.

During the peak dining hour, the hotpot restaurant was bustling with patrons.

Both of them were of peerless beauty, with outstanding temperaments, and even when eating hotpot, they resembled aristocrats from the medieval period in O continent.

Every gesture and movement exuded elegance.

Naturally, many people took notice, their gazes filled with amazement.

Except for one person who had just come in from outside the hotpot restaurant.

He clearly recognized Fu Yunshen, and it was after seeing Fu Yunshen that he changed his mind and came in.

“Yo, look who I ran into?” The person seemed to really dislike the smell of the hotpot restaurant, pinching his nose, his words heavy with mockery, “Isn’t this our Shanghai City’s most charming playboy, the Fu Family’s Seventh Young Master, Fu Yunshen?”

Ying Zijin put down her chopsticks and slowly lifted her head.

With just one glance, she had all the information on this person.

Fu Yichen.

Second son of Fu Mingcheng and also the Second Young Master of the Fu Family.

Twenty-seven years old this year, a bachelor of marriageable age.

Currently serving as the general manager of a Fu Corporation subsidiary, yet without any real power in his hands, living off the dividends from the Fu Corporation each year.

Fu Yichen’s attention was solely on Fu Yunshen as he sneered, “What, grandfather didn’t give you money, and you’ve fallen to eating hotpot?”

Fu Yunshen’s expression remained indifferent, as if he hadn’t heard a thing.

He turned his head aside, peeling shrimp for the girl.

His long fingers deftly removed the shrimp thread, then placed the shrimp meat into a bowl.

Ying Zijin didn’t look at Fu Yichen again either, but her right hand pressed down on the chopsticks.

With a “snap,” the chopsticks flicked forcefully, and the condiment bowl on top flew up and splashed right towards Fu Yichen’s forehead.

“Fuck!”

Fu Yichen didn’t expect it and couldn’t dodge in time, the condiment bowl striking his forehead, his face covered with sesame paste and chili oil.

His clothes were also destroyed in the process.

Fu Yunshen paused mid-action, his peach-blossom eyes lifting.

The chopsticks remained in Ying Zijin’s hands, utterly still, as if the condiment bowl had flown out by itself.

At least, that’s how it appeared to the nearby waitstaff.

“Yaoyao, next time you see him, take a detour,” Fu Yunshen suddenly said with a smile, “I’m afraid you’ll hurt your hands.”

“Mhm,” Ying Zijin replied, picking up another bowl, “Too ugly.”

Fu Yichen’s face turned green with anger, “Waiter, where’s the waiter? Look at your shop, what’s going on here?!”

The nearby waiter was also baffled, but quickly regained composure, “I’m sorry, sir, you haven’t dined here and came just to…”

The words “cause trouble” were left unsaid.

Laughter erupted from around.

“Get out! All of you, get out!” Furiously angry, Fu Yichen took off his coat and wiped his face.

After throwing it into the trash can, he stormed off.

Fu Yunshen watched the girl eating slices of meat, his gaze steadying slightly.

Then, his peach-blossom eyes curved, and he called out lazily.

“Yaoyao.”

Ying Zijin looked up, “Hmm?”

“I forgot to thank you.” He took out a candy, placed it in her palm, his movements gentle, “Thank you for backing up your brother.”

**

Seven o’clock in the evening.

The interviews at Shao Ren Hospital continued.

Lu Zhi got the first number, and with a proud look at the other applicants, she walked in.

As long as she performed normally, there would be no chance for the other applicants.

There were three interviewers in the room, the director of human resources, and two specialist physicians.

Lu Zhi didn’t show any timidity, and declared confidently, “I’m ready.”

“Miss Lu, please wait a moment,” the director of human resources raised his hand to check the time, speaking politely, “Another interviewer hasn’t arrived yet, you’ll need to wait a few more minutes. Please have a glass of water in the meantime.”

Lu Zhi was taken aback, “Another interviewer? The hospital president?”

“No,” the director of human resources smiled, not concealing the fact, “It’s the divine doctor who brought Shao Ren Hospital back from the brink of death, I don’t know if Miss Lu has heard of him.”

Lu Zhi was surprised, “The divine doctor who saved the patient that had left the doctors of First Hospital helpless?”

The director of human resources nodded proudly.

Lu Zhi had certainly heard of it; even her tutor had especially mentioned him to her.

Saying that Shao Ren Hospital’s divine doctor was extraordinary, and his origins unknown.

With the medical skills of this divine doctor, if he went to the Imperial Capital, all the major hospitals would be vying to take him in.

Perhaps, he could even join the Meng Family, something many physicians could only dream of.

Lu Zhi became excited.

As long as she performed well in front of this divine doctor, she would definitely be able to get into Shao Ren Hospital.

More importantly, she could learn medical skills from this doctor.

In doing so, going to the Imperial Capital in the future would be much easier for her.

At 7:05 PM, footsteps sounded, and the interview room door opened.

Lu Zhi straightened her back, sat properly, and then lifted her head.