"Doctor Zhu Jin, you are finally back." Basically, every successful doctor has doctors following him, just like Basil behind Zhu Jin, it's just a matter of number. Dr. Ping who came to Zhu Jin this time has many doctors following him. Dr. Ping takes the route of strength, and these doctors who follow him are also mainly based on strength. But regardless of whether they have strength or not, everyone has their own personality.

The doctor who stopped Zhu Jin and walked in front was a talkative man. He was fifty years old and had a handsome appearance. Although he was not young, he looked comfortable. He showed enough surprise and anxiety when he saw Zhu Jin.

"I went out for a walk. Dr. Su, why are you here?" Sometimes it is necessary to ask questions even though you already know the answer.

"I'm waiting to invite you to see the patient I saw yesterday. As you know, this patient has a special identity and our hospital is under a lot of pressure. You are a member of the Interstellar Doctors Association, so please give us some guidance anyway." Doctor Su repeated what he said yesterday with a very sincere attitude.

"Since you still need me to go, I will go with you again." Zhu Jin responded without changing his expression. Since becoming a member of the Interstellar Doctors Association last year, it has brought many conveniences and benefits, but also corresponding responsibilities. He has obtained a membership of the Interstellar Doctors Association at such a young age, and he has received a lot of envy and jealousy.

If Zhu Jin wants to maintain his current status and does not want to stop at the Blue Water Star, these are all things that need to be maintained.

Listening to Dr. Su's flattery all the way to the hospital, the doctors traveling with him rarely spoke, perhaps because they were afraid of revealing their true emotions, but they had no expression on their faces the entire time. However, Zhu Jin always caught the occasional flash of emotion in his eyes.

Compared with the suspicion or jealousy he had encountered before, there was also contempt, arrogance, and waiting for a good show. Zhu Jin felt that this trip should be quite interesting.

Compared to the beginning, perhaps because he has seen more and encountered more things, Zhu Jin is now more calm and composed, and is more adept at using the strategy of "when the enemy comes, we will fight back with our troops; when the water comes, we will block it with earth."

She was able to do this thanks to her decision to go to school after being released from prison. Her medical skills were not bad in the past life or in the future life, and they were irreplaceable. However, there was still a problem that could not be ignored in the future life, that is, her medical skills lagged behind by thousands of years. This was a very serious problem. After she decided to start systematic study from the beginning, as time went by, she became more and more familiar with modern medicine.

She is not as good as many doctors in many areas, but she now knows almost everything that ordinary doctors know and can do, so she has become more and more calm.

Doctor Su looked at Zhu Jin, who remained calm no matter what he said. Compared with her performance yesterday, he looked up to her. He was old, and he had seen many people, including many so-called talented doctors with promising futures like Zhu Jin. But this was the first time he had seen a doctor like Zhu Jin, whose performance was not consistent with her age.

Doctor Su spoke less as he thought about it.

They arrived at the hospital smoothly. It was bigger and better than the best hospital on Blue Water Star, the Blue Water Star General Hospital. The level of development on Blue Water Star and this planet were simply incomparable. Perhaps that was why Dr. Ping dared to find Zhu Jin.

"Doctor Zhu Jin, I didn't have time to introduce it to you properly yesterday. You see, that area is our neurology department, and over there is the psychiatry department. The patient you saw yesterday was transferred from the psychiatry department. Of course, it is not the psychiatry department of our hospital..." Doctor Su introduced Zhu Jin as they walked towards their destination.

When they arrived at the neurology inpatient building, Dr. Ping and several other doctors were waiting. When they saw Zhu Jin and his group, they walked up to greet them just like they did yesterday, "Dr. Zhu Jin, you're here."

"Doctor Ping." Zhu Jin shook hands with him.

After a few more pleasantries, just as they were about to enter the building, another larger team slowly approached. Dr. Ping and other doctors stopped when they saw them, so Zhu Jin had no choice but to stop.

The team got closer and closer and saw them.

“…This is our neurology building, and this is our neurology ‘magician’, Dr. Ping.” An old lady with white hair walked in the middle and introduced the building to the people around her.

"Director." Doctor Ping greeted the old lady director, but his eyes kept looking at the man next to the director.

Zhu Jin's eyes fell on him quietly before he did.

Chonglou, it's Chonglou...

He has changed, yet it seems as if he hasn't changed. No matter whether he has changed or not, he is Chonglou.

"This is Doctor Chonglou, you can also call him Director Chong." The dean briefly introduced Doctor Ping, "Our hospital has a project that we would like to cooperate with him. Doctor Chonglou is usually very busy, so it's rare for him to take the time out to visit our hospital today."

The dean didn't waste any time after introducing and explaining, "Come, this way please, over there is..." and was about to leave.

Chonglou did not follow, his eyes fell on the figure standing quietly behind Dr. Ping and a group of doctors.

The same soft black hair, moving in the wind, the same plain long skirt, the same jade-like skin, warm and fair, the same eyes, still dark, still calm.

Those eyes looked at him quietly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, but she didn't move forward.

Chonglou watched quietly, from surprise to joy to calmness in just a moment.

The dean took two steps and saw that he didn't move. He turned back in confusion. Doctor Ping was unsure at first, but seeing his reaction, he was sure. He invited him, "I have heard of Doctor Chonglou's name for a long time. Are you interested in going to the Department of Neurology? I have heard a lot about Doctor Chonglou's achievements in the field of neurology. I have wanted to ask you for advice for a long time. It just so happens that we have invited Doctor Zhu Jin from the Interstellar Doctors Association today."

Doctor Ping gestured towards Zhu Jin as he spoke.

It was also a coincidence that when Dr. Ping was checking Zhu Jin's information before, he vaguely remembered that Chonglou was mentioned in Zhu Jin's information. He was not unfamiliar with the name Chonglou, but he didn't necessarily pay much attention to it, he just had an impression of it.

But I didn't expect him to walk next to the dean.

Chonglou didn't move, watching Zhu Jin nonchalantly respond to Doctor Ping, "I don't know what kind of patient it is, but so many people have gathered here."

"It's Miss Priscilla." Dr. Ping whispered the name, and a hint of undisguised pride flashed in his eyes.

"Oh...it's her." Chonglou's expression was extremely calm after hearing this. "I also heard that she was sick. She was lucky to find Doctor Ping. Only Doctor Ping can cure her disease."

"Thank you very much." Doctor Ping's face was a little stiff. He didn't expect Chonglou to have no reaction when he heard the name "Priscilla". This person is a real interstellar superstar, with fans all over the interstellar, and her personal influence is immeasurable. For such a heavyweight patient, the doctor she chooses is more cautious than the first leader of a planet. Her condition is also the highest level of confidentiality, but he didn't expect Chonglou to know her condition so well.

What was more important was Chonglou's subsequent words, which took it for granted that he was the only one who could cure the disease, and made him tremble with fear.

Priscilla's illness is a rare disease, which no doctor has ever cured before. However, he has cured a person, a person he himself could not have imagined. He did not publicize it, but asked the people around him to keep it secret, and prepare to become famous when the time is right.

At this time, Priscilla's management team heard the news from somewhere and sent Priscilla to him. This was a great opportunity for him and he would definitely seize it. However, before seizing the opportunity, he had to act like his treatment was difficult and step on a doctor who was more famous than him in front of his peers.

Through unremitting efforts, he finally cured Priscilla. I think if he succeeds in curing her, this person will not hesitate to help him become famous, and by then he will be an interstellar-level doctor.

Needless to say, he will gain both fame and fortune by attracting superstars and celebrities to see him for medical treatment.

Doctor Ping had a good plan, but he ended up making things worse by offending Chonglou.

"Doctor Ping is being modest. I have long admired Doctor Ping's abilities and achievements." Chonglou had no interest in watching his face-changing game. His gaze shifted from Zhu Jin to the dean. Seeing a flash of coldness in the dean's eyes as he looked at Doctor Ping, the corners of his mouth curled up wantonly.

There are many doctors like Dr. Ping in the world.

He told the dean that he was definitely not sure, and then he formed a so-called treatment team, found Zhu Jin, and took advantage of today's opportunity to reveal the fact that his patient was an interstellar superstar.

The plan was good, but he didn't know that if a person is too good at calculating, he will inevitably be involved in the calculation.

"Doctor Ping can treat it. I feel relieved." The dean walked back and looked at Doctor Ping and said with relief. If someone else had said this, she would certainly trust the doctors in her own hospital more, but it was Chonglou who said this.

It would have been fine if Chonglou didn't say it, but since he said it, it was a foregone conclusion. She couldn't underestimate this young man's ability.

"No, no, Dean, I'm really not sure, otherwise I wouldn't have asked Doctor Zhu Jin to come. You've heard of Doctor Zhu Jin, right?" Doctor Ping felt a chill down his spine, but he had to remain calm as he gritted his teeth and said the words he least wanted to say.

What he was thinking now was that Zhu Jin definitely couldn't cure this disease, and if he delayed it for a while, he would definitely be able to cure it himself in the end.

"Is that so?" The dean nodded with a forced smile, "Of course I have heard of Dr. Zhu Jin's name." As she spoke, she looked at Zhu Jin behind the crowd, walked through the crowd and extended her hand, "Dr. Zhu Jin, right? Hello, I am the dean of this hospital. Thank you so much for coming. Have you seen the patient? How is the condition?"

"Yes." Zhu Jin shook hands with her and glanced at Dr. Ping who was following behind the dean.

It turns out that Dr. Ping could have treated the disease but deliberately didn't, forcing her to take action and waiting to step on her.

"Can you treat him?" the dean asked carefully. "This patient has a special status and our hospital is under great pressure."

"Since Dr. Ping asked me to come, I will do my best to help her recover soon." Zhu Jin smiled and agreed calmly.

What? Can it be treated? Doctor Ping, Doctor Su and others looked at Zhu Jin suddenly, and finally couldn't help but change their expressions.

How could she possibly treat it? This disease is obviously only treatable by Doctor Ping in the world! The next moment, whether it was Doctor Ping, Doctor Su or anyone else, they all thought that Zhu Jin must be holding on, and she must be lying! Thinking of this, his face looked better, and he couldn't help but show disdain in his eyes, let's see what she will do then! Doctor Ping looked at Zhu Jin, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He was just waiting, waiting to see how she would step down!

The dean's eyes flashed with a strange look, and a smile appeared on his face. "That's great. I'll trouble you to take care of the patient then."

"You're too polite." Zhu Jin still smiled, his eyes fixed on Chonglou who had been standing there quietly watching this side.

"I will definitely cooperate!" Doctor Ping immediately expressed his opinion, and then naturally changed the subject, "Doctor Chonglou and Doctor Zhu Jin know each other, right?"

No matter what other people say about ex-girlfriends and ex-boyfriends in front of others, as long as there was love, there will be few people who don’t hate or resent them.

His eyes moved back and forth between Chonglou and Zhu Jin, waiting for their reactions.

Unexpectedly, neither Chonglou nor Zhu Jin answered his question. They just looked away. One of them said to him, "Doctor Ping, let's go see the patient." The other said to the dean, "Dean, are you still going?"

Having said this, he turned around and continued with his own work without changing his expression.

Not a word was exchanged between them.

One group walked towards the hospital building, while another group walked the other way, and no one looked back.

Doctor Ping's inquiring gaze fell on Zhu Jin, but his eyes were unclear.

He didn't understand. Chonglou said that if he and Zhu Jin were not lovers, they would be strangers.

If you are a stranger, not a friend, how can you talk to me and how can you look back at me?

What they fear most is that the other person is not good. If he is good and she is good, then everything is good to them.