"Teacher Gu, I thought it was your classmate Cai or Boss Xiao!" Luo Ya was a little surprised.
She knew that Zhou Chen must have someone else in his heart. She thought it was Cai Yameng or Xiao Yunmei, but she didn't expect it to be Gu Zhaoyue who was far away in southern Hunan.
After all, Gu Zhaoyue is still just a mortal, and has nothing to do with Zhou Chen, who is in the Jindan stage.
"Well...Teacher Gu is a very kind person and is very affectionate to me."
"After I graduated from high school and was preparing to come to Jingcheng University, Teacher Gu said he was willing to wait for me for four years. If I didn't get together with other women within four years, we would get married."
"I thought I would fulfill my promise, but I ended up going to the Shennong Spiritual Realm and stayed there for decades, staying with you, my baby."
Luo Ya understood.
"So I'm the latecomer. I intervened before your relationship with Teacher Gu was over, right?" Luo Ya raised her eyebrows.
Zhou Chen shook his head repeatedly: "Plans cannot keep up with changes. No matter who it is in the future, your position in my heart will never be matched by anyone!"
Zhou Chen meant what he said.
In Zhou Chen's heart, Luo Ya has the highest status and is already a close relative.
After all, Luoya's feelings are not just love between men and women.
After all, in the Shennong spiritual world, he became Luoya's son, and she raised him with great difficulty.
Zhou Chen will never forget this feeling.
It also means that no matter how many women Zhou Chen has in the future, Luo Ya will always have an irreplaceable position in Zhou Chen's heart!
"Humph! That's more like it!"
Then, Luo Ya asked again: "Does your teacher Gu know about us?"
This problem gave Zhou Chen another headache.
Whether it is Cai Yameng or Xiao Yunmei, it’s fine. As long as they are honest with each other, they can be together.
But Gu Zhaoyue was different. She didn’t know her relationship with Luo Ya.
Moreover, the Gu family is not a family of cultivators, so they probably cannot tolerate polygamy.
Gu Zhaoyue's parents are ordinary people, and both are high-level intellectuals, so they can probably only accept monogamy.
"If you want to live a life with girls on all sides, you have to work hard!" Luo Ya was in a good mood.
Zhou Chen changed the subject.
"How are the employment issues facing our senior students in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Jingcheng University?"
Luo Ya shook her head. How could she know such things?
"I'll find the phone number of the Dean of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. You can ask him yourself."
The call was quickly connected, and a respectful voice came from the other end.
"Hello, I'm Guo Yuangang, the dean of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. What instructions do you have?"
This was the landline number of the student union president, but it was enough for all the leaders of the entire Capital University to use the honorific title.
The student union of Jingcheng University is different from other universities. Even the school leaders must comply with the notices it issues.
There have been some highly respected leaders and professors who were rude to the student union president.
I think the student union is just a bunch of students messing around, and at most it can only manage students. Do you think it can manage the leaders like them?
The result was that all those respected leaders and professors packed up and left.
On Luoya's desk, there were two phone lists.
One set contained phone numbers from everyone at Jingcheng University, from security guards to the university party secretary.
There is also a set of phone numbers of senior officials from various departments in Beijing, the lowest of whom are at the level of a director.
After receiving this number, the Dean of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine was a little nervous and thought that the college was going to make some big move.
Zhou Chen answered the phone: "Hello, I'm Zhou Chen, a freshman."
Guo Yuangang was a little surprised: "Zhou Chen? Is he that great Chinese medicine expert?"
"National Medical Master?" Zhou Chen was a little surprised at himself. When did his reputation become so high that even the title of National Medical Master fell on him?
"I can't call myself a master of traditional Chinese medicine, but I do have some medical skills. The thing is, I'm planning to set up a private hospital company, a nationwide chain, and I need a group of young Chinese medicine practitioners who are ready to work. Do you have anyone to recommend?" Zhou Chen got straight to the point.
Zhou Chen’s words surprised Guo Yuangang.
He thought of countless possibilities for the reason for this call, but he didn't expect it to be this question.
"Traditional Chinese medicine isn't doing very well these days, but my Capital University is a top institution in the country. Both last year's graduates and this year's interns have jobs. If you're short on people, I can call Beijing Union Medical College Hospital or Beijing Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
"Yes." Zhou Chen continued, "Okay, I'll give you a phone number. When the time comes, you can ask interested students to contact the owner of this phone number. The hospital will notify them when the repair is completed."
"This..." Guo Yuangang hesitated.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Chen asked.
"Excuse me, what is your purpose of opening a private hospital?" Guo Yuangang was a little curious. With Zhou Chen's medical skills, the cost of treating a terminal illness would probably be astronomical.
During the time Zhou Chen disappeared, the doors of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Beijing University and Huaxin Hospital were almost broken down by wealthy and powerful officials with terminal illnesses.
There is no doubt that if Zhou Chen said that the cost of treating cancer is 100 million or even 1 billion, those wealthy people would not frown at all.
If you open a hospital, you won't make any money and it will be very troublesome.
To this, Zhou Chen only replied with four words: "Revitalize Traditional Chinese Medicine!"
Guo Yuangang sighed. Zhou Chen was still too young and had no idea how deep the water was here.
This is not a problem of medical skills at all. Under the huge capital operation, no matter how high Zhou Chenyi's medical skills are or how many miracle doctors he teaches, it will be of no avail.
The first and most direct question is - how much salary will be paid?
Every doctor has a family. It is impossible for him to ignore the lives of his family for the so-called great ideals, right?
"Could you please tell me how much you can charge per month? I can then discuss this with the dean of their hospital." Guo Yuangang only hoped that the money Zhou Chen earned from treating the terminally ill wealthy could be used to pay the salaries of the traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.
Zhou Chen had never thought about this question.
"They are all top students from prestigious universities, and they can choose Traditional Chinese Medicine. I will definitely not treat them unfairly. For a month... is 100,000 enough?"
When Guo Yuangang heard Zhou Chen’s monthly salary, he lost his composure.
"Wait, the signal was bad just now. How much is it per month?"
"One hundred thousand. If you perform well, the salary can be increased, but the workload will be relatively intense. You will have to work at least eight hours a day, with weekends off. However, if there is an emergency, you must be on call 24 hours a day." Zhou Chen made a few more requests.
"Well, that's it. Go notify the presidents of Union Hospital and the Chinese Medicine Hospital and discuss it as soon as possible."
"Oh, by the way, there are some requirements for medical skills. You have to be at least a senior student. It doesn't matter if you don't have practical experience. You can learn while practicing."
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