Chapter 528 The Lin Family Is Really No Good, An Acquaintance, Second Code Name [1 Update]
Medical skills are not acquired overnight; they require the accumulation of time.
After all, even medical schools are five-year programs, one year longer than other departments.
After learning that many school leaders and department professors were protecting Ying Zijing, she also went to check Ying Zijing's information.
I have to admit, he is indeed a genius.
However, there is no record of Ying Zijin's medical skills in any of her records from the past ten years.
Yes, Ying Zijing is also the champion of the ISC singles competition.
But ISC is a competition for a group of high school students and it doesn't involve medical skills. So why is Ying Zijing able to join their group and participate in the exchange program with the University of Turin?
Yan Anhe didn't participate in the last exchange program, but she heard from the senior students that they were completely outmatched by the students from the University of Turin.
Sending someone from outside the university to participate in an exchange program is just a way to embarrass Beijing University.
Yan Anhe had no idea what Professor Gu was thinking.
"Ah? Yes, I know." Professor Gu glanced at Yan Anhe, nodded, and was quite surprised. "If they were the same, wouldn't the Department of Biochemistry and the Department of Medicine have merged?"
You can fart.
Their medical school is the top of the three major medical schools!
Seeing that Professor Gu didn't understand what she was saying at all, Yan Anhe held back and became more direct: "Professor Gu, what I mean is that Junior Sister Ying is from the Department of Biochemistry. Why did you call her here?"
"Didn't I say before? Your group leader is sick and we're short-staffed, so I snatched someone from Xiao Zuo's group. It wasn't easy for me." Professor Gu sat down, looking at the three fifth-year students, and said in a kind tone, "You should take care of your junior. If you don't understand anything, you can ask each other."
The medical school at Imperial Capital University offers both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine programs.
Yan Anhe studied Western medicine, but because she became acquainted with several ancient doctors in the Dan Alliance through Yan Ruoxue a long time ago, her current level of traditional Chinese medicine is higher than that of Western medicine, and she also understands pharmacology.
Should she ask Ying Zijin?
Yan Anhe held her breath, her expression cold, and even Professor Gu didn't give her a kind look.
The boy nodded: "Definitely."
After saying that, he introduced himself to Ying Zijing: "Hello, junior sister Ying, I am Chen Qi, and I study clinical medicine."
Ying Zijin nodded in greeting: "Hello."
The other two group members also introduced themselves.
Yan Anhe twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a mocking smile: "I don't need to introduce myself, do I? Junior Sister Ying definitely knows me."
She remembered that Li Han had helped ostracize her.
Moreover, it was also because of Ying Zijing that Ning Yuze broke up with her.
Even yesterday, Wei Zixu blocked her, and she couldn't get any explanation from him.
All the reserve members of the Yizi team have gone to the training base and cannot be contacted.
Yan Anhe didn't know where the training base was; she only knew that she was completely out of the running for the Yizi team.
Ying Zijin didn't look up and ignored her.
She poured herself a glass of hot water and drank it slowly.
Professor Gu, on the contrary, was a little puzzled: "Yan, why is it that Ying is sure she knows you? Didn't she only come to Imperial University not long ago?"
He heard from Zuo Li that, apart from participating in military training, Ying Zijin basically spent all her time in the laboratory.
There was no time to participate in student council, debate team, or other organizations, let alone other activities.
Yan Anhe's smile faltered, and she said awkwardly, "Professor Gu, I am the president of the student council. I met Ying during military training."
"Oh." Professor Gu nodded, not caring.
He took out the prepared materials from his briefcase and distributed them to the five trainees one by one.
"Chen Qi, you'll take on the role of group leader," Professor Gu said. "You all need to prepare yourselves well; the University of Turin will be here the day after tomorrow. This time—"
He paused, then frowned: "Two of my students have already made their way into the international medical community. They're very impressive. Keep an eye on them."
In the medical field, seniority is indeed important.
To be able to connect with the international medical community while still in university demonstrates exceptional ability and talent.
Ying Zijing opened the documents Professor Gu handed her, flipping through them one by one, her eyebrows raised.
The University of Turin is headquartered in Florence, which is the territory ruled by the Laurent family.
Judging from the information, their medical skills are indeed very advanced.
"Alright, that's all for today." Professor Gu stood up. "I'll be joining the group the day after tomorrow. You guys can discuss it yourselves first."
"Okay." Chen Qi saw Professor Gu out, then turned back with concern, "Junior Sister Ying, if you have any questions, we can discuss them together."
The other two senior students also offered to help.
"Thank you." Ying Zijing thought for a moment, then gave each of the three people a "candy bean".
These health-boosting pills are very basic, and she has a whole box of them.
Sometimes when I'm hungry, eating one of these can fill me up.
Chen Qi thought that little girls all like to eat candy, so he didn't think much of it and ate it casually, finding it quite sweet.
Yan Anhe scoffed coldly, picked up the documents, and left the meeting room without even stopping.
Chen Qi frowned, recalling what had happened on the Imperial University forum, shook his head, and ignored it.
Anyway, none of the upperclassmen in their fifth year had a good impression of Yan Anhe.
**
The world of ancient martial arts.
Today is the day for the re-election of the patron saint of the Judicial Hall, a day that all the major families have been waiting for.
"Here you are. Your uncle has already gone inside." Fu Yunshen smoothed the girl's hair. "Yaoyao, you're really busier than me."
Ying Zijin glanced at him: "You have many subordinates."
Unlike him, she couldn't simply wash her hands of the business.
"How many will you get?" Fu Yunshen rested his chin on her shoulder. "I'll give them all to you if you want."
"No need," Ying Zijing shook her head slightly. "They can't help."
A group of subordinates with high combat skills have absolutely nothing to do with medical skills.
There are some tasks that no one can do for her.
Yunwu, who stood to the side with a blank expression, said: "..."
That's a bit heartbreaking.
"Young Master." Yunshan appeared silently from outside the door, clasped his hands in a salute, and said, "The election has already begun."
"Hmm." Fu Yunshen looked up, glanced at the election room, and said calmly, "Wait a moment, the results will be out soon."
He casually peeled a few walnuts and began feeding them to the girl.
There were also quite a few people sitting in the lobby on the first floor, including the Lin, Xie, and Yue families.
They all attached great importance to this offering election.
The Xie family had connections in the court of justice, but they were merely captains of the guards and didn't wield much real power.
If any family can offer a donation this time, the relationship will be stable.
Lin Qingjia came with Lin Jinyun, but she wasn't particularly interested in the election. She frowned, looking worried: "Dr. Gu, is my mother's condition still not good?"
Beside him, the ancient divine doctor's expression was also not very good.
An Roujin is clearly mentally unstable; she's acting erratically and talking to herself.
Ancient medicine can certainly cure it; it uses the Thirteen Ghost Needles technique.
The Thirteen Ghost Needles technique targets the vital energy and spirit.
He had already given An Roujin three rounds of acupuncture, but An Roujin showed no signs of recovery; on the contrary, her condition seemed to be worsening.
The ancient physician had never encountered such a difficult case.
His application of the Thirteen Ghost Needles technique can be described as unparalleled. Among the ancient doctors who have emerged from seclusion in the field of ancient medicine, none have surpassed him.
After all, his master, Yu Xuan, had already gone into seclusion and would only occasionally come out to give guidance to his disciples.
But even he couldn't cure her. What kind of illness does An Roujin have?
Lin Qingjia pursed her lips, feeling anxious.
Given An Roujin's current condition, she is indeed no longer able to serve as the matriarch of the Lin family; she can't even be a decorative figurehead.
The Grand Elder also discussed it with her; if An Roujin couldn't be cured, An Roujin would have to be divorced.
The three-hour election passed quickly, and the results were announced on the spot.
All eyes were focused on the sign above.
The rankings were announced from the bottom up, from sixth to first.
The two Xie family members who were nominated didn't even make it into the top three.
The Yue family only recommended one person, who was ranked third.
The Xie family head's expression darkened. He turned his head and gave a forced smile: "Jinyun, it seems that your Lin family really came prepared this time. This position of offering sacrifices will be in the hands of the Lin family."
"Not at all," Lin Jinyun said calmly. "It's all about individual strength."
He took a sip of tea and continued reading.
Second: Lin Jinxuan.
Lin Jinxuan is Lin Jinyun's younger brother.
The Xie family head chuckled, "Jinyun, your Lin family is no good. I thought you were number one."
Lin Jinyun frowned.
At this moment, the guard placed the wooden plaque that read "First Place" back on.
First: Sleep.
Ying Zijin: "..."
Her dad's method of naming her was so careless.
眠 means to sleep.
Very good.
"Yaoyao, you're really amazing." Fu Yunshen saw it too, and his lips curved into a smile. "In a few years, I really won't be able to beat you anymore."
Wen Fengmian's ancient martial arts talent was indeed very strong after it was restored.
However, without Ying Zijin's guidance, his ancient martial arts skills could not have progressed so quickly.
Ying Zijing was silent for a moment: "Aren't you curious?"
"Just curious." Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow. "So what? She's still my daughter."
He paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, "I have secrets too."
"You and your uncle go home first." Fu Yunshen patted her head. "I need to take care of some matters at the Court of Justice."
Ying Zijin nodded, took out a human skin mask made by a 3D printer, put it on, and went out the door openly and honestly.
She was unmoved by the election of the enshrined figures, but the other ancient martial arts families were shaken.
Because they all knew that "Sleeping" was definitely not her real name, but just a code name.
The number of courts with code names is not large; at most, there are no more than five.
The most famous one is the code name "Shadow".
Several major families in the ancient martial arts world know that Ying's status and power in the Judicial Hall are equivalent to that of an elder, but he is not an elder.
His appearance was sudden a few years ago, but all the elders tacitly accepted his existence.
His subordinates and he himself all wore masks, concealing their true faces.
Very few people know the true nature of the shadow.
The only certainty is that Ying is a young man with over a hundred years of ancient martial arts cultivation.
The Xie family had always suspected that Ying might be from the Martial Arts Alliance, since even the Xie family had not cultivated such a young master.
The Xie family head left with a cold face, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive.
Lin Jinyun frowned as he looked at the word "sleep" and went into the courtroom.
He only went in after receiving permission.
Lin Jinyun's attitude was very respectful: "May I ask if this offering is related to you? May I ask which family it belongs to?"
Fu Yunshen turned his head, his face completely hidden by the mask.
He gave a half-smile, his tone indifferent: "Are you asking me that?"
Lin Jinyun's heart skipped a beat, her expression changed, but she still lowered her head: "I wouldn't dare."
One reason the Lin family was so insistent on the position of the ancestral tablet was because of Fu Yunshen.
Fu Yunshen's cultivation level is indeed not considered high in the entire ancient martial arts world.
After all, those ancestors had cultivation levels of two or three hundred years at a time.
The time allotted for cultivation is fixed and cannot be exceeded.
They could easily kill any talented junior with a single move.
But Fu Yunshen, backed by the Court of Justice, is indeed not someone to be trifled with.
But if the Lin family also has connections in the court of justice, things will be much easier.
Lin Jinyun left with a sigh.
It seems I can only wait until the new patron is promoted and then see if I can befriend him.
**
On October 28, the group from the University of Turin arrived at the Imperial University, consisting of five people.
“Hi, Miss Anhe.” A blond young man stepped forward, exuding elegance. “I’m Guy, we met last year.”
“I remember.” Yan Anhe smiled. “I didn’t expect you to be one of the people in charge of the exchange this time.”
“I’m graduating next year, so I came to China before I graduate,” Guy said, but his eyes immediately fell on the girl next to the table.
He was amazed: "And who is this?"
"Her?" Yan Anhe said calmly, "She's a student of biology, so she might have some medical skills. Otherwise, Professor Gu wouldn't have recruited her."
"Student-centered?" Guy was quite surprised. "Your medical department is deserted?"
Yan Anhe just smiled and said, "Who knows?"
The door was pushed open once again.
The students all sat up straight, including Guy.
Ying Zijing was still holding the cup. She turned her head to look, her expression paused slightly, and her eyebrows rose.
This world is quite small, what a coincidence.
(End of this chapter)
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