Chapter 19: Years Old
Because he was locked in the study, Bian Zhi was late in the morning.
She simply went to a nearby place to have breakfast before returning to Tongxin Hall.
As soon as I entered, I noticed that the atmosphere was not right. The faces of the people around me were very solemn. When I walked closer, I found that a group of reporters were blocking the door of Dr. Li's clinic.
"What's wrong?" Bian Zhi asked the cleaning lady at the door.
When the aunt saw that it was Bian Zhi, her eyes widened and she shushed him. "Bian Zhi, you're late again today. Last time, you said in front of the patient that Director Wang used too much medicine. She's been looking for trouble with you every day lately."
"Go in through the back door quickly, don't let her see you, or you'll scold me again."
The aunt looked at the fair and tender girl in front of her with pity and sighed deeply.
She is about the same age as her daughter and has great medical skills. She cured her daughter’s decades-long cervical spondylosis with just a few injections.
Her daughter had rhinitis since childhood, so she taught her a folk remedy. It didn't cost any money, and she recovered after half a month.
Such a capable young girl was oppressed because she was not as old as those directors. All day long she was either asked to sweep the floor or ordered to cut medicine. Her little hands were red from cutting in the middle of winter, and it was heartbreaking to see her.
I don’t know if her parents will be sad when she goes home.
Unfortunately, he was stubborn and offended Director Wang, who was in charge of personnel here. He didn't know how to say nice things and was troubled every day.
Bian Zhi was also speechless.
The situation at that time did not allow her to remain silent.
The patient had a simple cold, but Director Wang prescribed hundreds of Chinese medicines for him.
The person who picked up the medicine was an elderly man. After seeing the long list of medicines and asking the total price, he almost fainted on the spot.
She prescribed two medicines, totaling ten yuan, for the old man. The old man drank them that night and said that the medicine cured his illness. He insisted that his family give her a banner.
The family was angry about Director Wang's behavior and said a lot of sarcastic things when they left. From then on, Director Wang started to have a conflict with her.
Always waiting to catch her by the hair.
Just as Bian Zhi was about to go in and punch in, he heard a loud shout from behind him, "Bian Zhi! You're late again!"
The hygienic lady next to him sighed and gave Bian Zhi a look that told him to fend for himself.
"How many times this month has this happened? It's only the second day, and you're already late twice! Are you planning on being late every day from now on?"
"Bian Zhi, you were parachuted in from above, and you're not doing your best. You're relying on the support of others and thinking I wouldn't dare fire you, so you're acting so recklessly, right?"
"Bian Zhi, let me tell you—"
The corridor of the Chinese medicine hospital is very long.
Zhou Suihuai looked out through the gap in the crowd.
The little girl has bright eyes and white teeth, and she has a bun that makes her look younger. She wears a casual white sweatshirt and a pair of azure blue jeans.
The jeans tightly wrap around her well-proportioned long legs, and she wears white sneakers on her feet. From a distance, she looks like a college student.
I still remember that when she was a child, this girl also had an outgoing personality.
Even though he was being scolded at the moment, he had a good temper that was rare to tolerate.
"Mr. Zhou," Dr. Li said, his palms covered in sweat. There were at least a dozen reporters outside, and this was all going to be reported. If one of them didn't say it right, his medical career would be over. "Well, your agent said you got hit in the face yesterday?"
Doctor Li looked at the man turning his head and revealing his brow bone, and he almost fell off his seat!
The bleeding has just stopped. Why should I go to a Western doctor for emergency treatment instead of joining in the fun at a Chinese medicine clinic?
I just heard from his agent that he bought a ten million dollar insurance policy for this face. What if he messes it up?
"Dr. Li, our young master didn't come here alone. He has millions of fans behind him. If your hands tremble today, don't blame your fans for shutting down your clinic later."
Upon hearing this, Dr. Li had beads of sweat running down his cheek.
The hand holding the pen is shaking.
"Why are you scaring me?" A smile appeared on the man's devilish face. He lazily put his elbows on the table and asked, "Young man, if you feel pressured, how about I look at someone else?"
Dr. Li's eyes wandered and he nodded hurriedly.
The agent quickly agreed, "Master, I said that Chinese medicine treats illnesses, while Western medicine saves lives. Your face is your life, so let's quickly switch to a Western hospital. I will immediately contact the authority of the private hospital—"
"Let's change her."
Following Zhou Suihuai's finger, the agent and Dr. Li looked over at the same time.
The agent Li Kun was stunned, and so was Dr. Li, the Chinese doctor.
"she?"
"Yes, her."
"But—" The agent watched helplessly as Bian Zhi picked up the broom and began to sweep. He almost fainted. He quickly stopped in front of Zhou Suihuai and said, "Master, this is it. The Sweeping Monk only exists in TV dramas. I know you used to like Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, but let's be reasonable—"
"I'm not being reasonable."
broker:"……"
A moment later.
Director Wang rushed to the clinic in a hurry.
"Mr. Zhou, this is the case. Bian Zhi is an assistant physician here. She hasn't officially seen any patients yet. Please take a look—"
Director Wang attentively pushed the introduction covers of all the veteran Chinese medicine practitioners in Tongxin Hall in front of Zhou Suihuai.
"You can pick any one of them, they are all experts here."
As Director Wang spoke, he glanced at the reporters blocking the door and trembled inwardly.
If Bian Zhi were to come and treat this case and he fails to cure it, Tongxintang's reputation would be damaged and its year-end performance appraisal would be ruined!
Thinking of this, Director Wang introduced it more attentively.
"Mr. Zhou, you're a public figure, and your reputation is very important to you, so you must not choose a doctor rashly. Look at this one, we hired him from outside, and he's an authority on treating all kinds of illnesses. You..."
Director Wang gave a long introduction in a gibberish manner.
When his mouth was dry, Zhou Suihuai smiled slightly, and just when Director Wang thought he had convinced Zhou Suihuai.
"Please let Bian Zhi in." Zhou Suihuai's smile disappeared, but it did not show in his eyes.
Director Wang: “…”
So, it was all in vain.
When Bian Zhi was called in, Director Wang had a tragic look on his face.
Pulling Bian Zhi's arm, he warned in a low voice, "I'm telling you, this guy today is worth over 100 million, his family has hundreds of billions of assets waiting to be inherited, and a bunch of bigwigs in the entertainment industry are his friends. Just show him around later, and then I'll find someone to take your place, do you hear me?!"
"His face is not something you, a struggling person, can afford to touch. You will follow my instructions in everything. Do you understand?"
Bian Zhi didn't respond, but just stared at the back of the man's head, thinking, billions of assets...
That would be--
"Zhou Sui Huai?"
Bian Zhi stared at the man in front of her who was smiling evilly, "Why are you here?"
Zhou Suihuai wore an uninhibited smile, propped up his chin, and looked at him intently, "See a doctor."
Bian Zhi paused and said "Oh".
He tilted his head and glanced at Zhou Suihuai's wound.
It must have hit something sharp like a stone. The wound was quite long, running from the brow bone to the end of the eye. The bone color could be faintly seen, which looked terrifying.
Bian Zhi looked at Zhou Suihuai with a nonchalant and indifferent look.
The corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and coupled with his nonchalant smile, it was really itchy.
"I can't see it." From the fact that he had just specifically asked her to come and see his injuries, to his current casual and indifferent attitude, Bian Zhi could almost conclude that this guy came here on purpose to cause trouble.
"Your wound requires emergency treatment."
Bian Zhi retracted his gaze and pointed to the sign on his chest, "Besides, I'm an assistant doctor and I don't see patients."
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