Chapter 541 Ying Zijin: My People Have Arrived [Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets]
In addition, there were two other ancient doctors who were equally famous and had superb medical skills.
One of them is Meng Qingxue from the Meng family, who is twenty-four years old this year.
The other one is Fu Chen from the Fu family, who is twenty-six years old this year.
These geniuses in the field of ancient medicine are all over twenty years old, and they have all been influenced by their families of ancient medicine practitioners.
Vice President Xu naturally recognized Ying Zijing and knew that she was Wen Fengmian's adopted daughter, and that she had lived with Wen Fengmian in a poor county.
I'm afraid even the ancient medical community has never been inside. How can this be treated?
"Young Xu, this is the Miss Ying I was talking about." The old man also treated Ying Zijing with great respect. "She can cure your wife."
Vice President Xu couldn't help but smile wryly: "Elder, are you kidding me? Why don't you invite an elder over too?"
"Are you joking? What are you joking about?" The old man glared at him, getting angry. "I told you, Miss Ying's medical skills are no worse than those of the ancient doctors in the medical field."
“Vice Dean Xu, you can go in and take a look first,” Wen Fengmian said. “Yaoyao is young, and I understand your concerns.”
Vice Dean Xu nodded and quickly said, "Miss Ying, it's not that I have any problem with you, it's just—"
"I understand," Ying Zijing said nonchalantly. "Let's go inside."
Her age is indeed very deceptive.
That's good, it saves us a lot of trouble.
The Ji family's research institute is very wealthy; otherwise, they wouldn't have so much experimental equipment.
In order to get her father to reimburse her for the cost of medicine, she must at least let him inherit it.
The group went inside.
Mrs. Xu had just experienced a bout of angina before taking her medication and going to sleep.
Ying Zijing pressed Madam Xu's pulse and transmitted a very small amount of internal energy into her.
After a moment, she spoke: "She experiences pain at three times: from eight to nine in the morning, from three to four in the afternoon, and from ten to eleven at night."
"Sometimes I wake up at two in the morning and vomit blood."
Vice Dean Xu swayed, utterly incredulous: "Miss Ying, you're amazing!"
He now believes it completely.
“It’s nothing serious.” Ying Zijing took out the pills that had been prepared in advance by the ancient medical community. “Take them in three doses.”
Vice Dean Xu took the medicine box carefully: "Can I feed it to him now?"
"Yes." Ying Zijing nodded slightly. "We can wake her up."
Upon hearing this, Vice President Xu immediately picked up the prepared hot water and fed Madam Xu the first pill.
Less than a minute later, Madam Xu slowly woke up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the girl sitting by the bed taking her pulse and was stunned: "Old Xu, I... I think I saw an angel."
Vice Dean Xu: "..."
Is his wife out of her mind?
"Everything else is fine," Ying Zijin said. "Rest for a few days."
"Miss Ying, thank you so much." Vice Dean Xu repeatedly expressed his gratitude. "My team of researchers and the other two vice deans will definitely vote for Feng Mian, but—"
He frowned: "Yan Ruoxue is really not simple. I estimate that there is a high chance of a tie in the end."
"It's nothing." Ying Zijing raised an eyebrow. "See you on Friday."
**
Yan Ruoxue waited for several days but did not receive a reply from Vice Dean Xu, which made her somewhat anxious.
However, Madam Xu's illness can only be cured by ancient medicine.
Yan Ruoxue wasn't afraid that Vice President Xu would go back on his word.
The Ji family has a total of 2,279 formal researchers and seven vice deans.
One vote for a vice dean is equivalent to ten votes for an ordinary researcher.
The final vote was held in the inner courtyard, and only the dean and vice dean were present, in addition to the candidate for successor.
The researchers were all outside, using machine voting, and finally synthesizing the results.
The Ji family only sent one captain of the guard.
The captain of the guard didn't understand any of this; he was only responsible for oversight.
Ying Zijing sat down on the right with Wen Fengmian. She glanced at the time and decided to rest for a while.
The sound of a notebook being slammed onto the table was a loud "thud".
"You're quite pleased with yourself for knowing that An He and I were both expelled from Imperial University, aren't you?" Yan Ruoxue sat down opposite her and smiled coldly. "I really hope you'll still be this pleased in a moment."
The first thing she did after becoming the heir was to expel those she disliked from the Ji family.
Ying Zijing raised her eyes, ignored her, and turned her head: "Dad, do you have any earplugs?"
Wen Fengmian rubbed his temples, helplessly saying, "No, Yaoyao, do you want to go back to sleep?"
Ying Zijin remained silent.
She had gotten used to asking Fu Yunshen for earplugs.
never mind.
Ying Zijin leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes to rest.
Soon everyone arrived, and the dean sat at the head of the table: "All the rules have already been announced, so I won't go into details. Let's start voting. Vice Dean Liu, you can start from here."
A vice president manages a region.
After the vice deans cast their votes, the researchers in their respective areas also cast their votes.
The vote count results appeared quickly on the big screen.
No. 1: Yan Ruoxue, 789 votes
No. 2: Wen Fengmian, 569 votes
The difference of over two hundred votes is indeed a significant gap.
The other four candidates for succession are not particularly competitive.
Yan Ruoxue scoffed lightly.
Having schemed and plotted within the Ji family for so many years, she was naturally able to win over even more people's hearts.
Wen Fengmian just got back, and you still want to compete with her?
"Vice Dean Xu," the dean gestured, "it's your turn."
Yan Ruoxue smiled: "Vice Dean Xu chose me, so I definitely don't need to vote again."
If she gets more than a thousand votes, she will win an absolute victory.
The other vice deans and successors who chose Wen Fengmian looked at each other, their brows furrowing slightly.
Vice Dean Xu glanced at Yan Ruoxue, paused for a moment, and then made his choice.
The vote count changed once again.
No. 1: Wen Fengmian, 892 votes
No. 2: Yan Ruoxue, 858 votes
This comeback caused Yan Ruoxue's smile to gradually freeze.
"Vice Dean Xu!" Her gaze was icy, and she sneered, "Don't you want your wife dead?"
How dare you lie to her?!
"Professor Lao Yan, you are concerned." Vice Dean Xu said coldly, "My wife's illness has been cured, so I will not be coerced by you. Whom I support is my own choice."
Yan Ruoxue's expression changed: "You're cured? You're playing me?"
Besides traditional Chinese medicine, how else can Madam Xu's illness be treated?
She suddenly remembered something she had completely forgotten—
Ji Yiyuan told her that Ji Yihang had received an invitation to that auction, and it was even for a private box.
But she had never seen Ji Yihang and the others have any contact with any ancient doctor.
Who is it?
“Professor Yan, please be mindful of your manners,” the dean said again. “You’re last, Vice Dean Li.”
Vice Dean Li nodded and made his own choice.
The vote count changed for the last time.
NO.1: Wen Fengmian, 984
NO.1: Yan Ruoxue, 984
As expected, it was a tie.
The crowd whispered among themselves.
"These are Professor Wen's and Professor Yan's merit points." The dean was not surprised. He pulled up a document and pointed to the big screen. "Professor Wen's merit points are higher than Professor Yan's."
"In the past month, Professor Wen has also published several papers, all of which have been published in scientific journals. In this respect, he is no less than Professor Yan."
"According to the rules, in the event of a tie, Professor Wen should win—"
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Yan Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again: "Dean, open the door. It's someone sent by Professor Manuel."
The dean's expression turned serious, and he immediately sent someone to open the door.
A man in a suit walked in, carrying a briefcase, looking travel-worn.
"Greetings, everyone." The man smiled politely. "I am Duke Taylor, and one of the heads of Professor Manuel's laboratory."
The dean quickly stood up: "Mr. Duke, hello, hello. It is an honor for you to come to the Ji family."
Manuel's laboratory, a joint investment by the Taylor and Pazzi families, is world-renowned.
Everyone in the scientific community knows it.
“We know the Ji family is choosing an heir today, so we came here specifically to support Miss Yan.” Duke took out several documents from his briefcase. “These are the generous terms offered by the lab. As long as Miss Yan becomes the heir of the Ji family, all of these can be arranged.”
The dean took the document and projected it onto the large screen.
Meanwhile, the researchers voting outside could also see it.
Everyone gasped involuntarily.
The document clearly states that the Ji family will be provided with a lot of experimental materials, including some very rare materials that are not even available for purchase internationally.
It could even directly grant Ji family researchers the qualification to enter the Manuel Laboratory.
"Please give this matter much consideration." Duke smiled again. "We only have a collaboration with Miss Yan. The Ji family will remain the same, and we guarantee that the Ji family's status in the scientific research community will be further enhanced."
The atmosphere fell into a heavy silence.
Many people wavered.
Since Duke appeared, Yan Ruoxue just smiled, disdainfully: "See? Even if your merits surpass mine, the position of heir to the Ji family will only be mine."
She had already made contact with the people in O continent.
Given these conditions, and for the sake of the Ji family's development, the Ji family's higher-ups would not refuse.
Of course, if Vice Dean Xu were on her side, she wouldn't have let Duke come over.
The dean considered the vice-deans' suggestions, and finally nodded, saying, "Then it's Yan—"
The door was knocked on again at that moment, interrupting the dean's words.
Everyone in the conference room was taken aback.
What happened today?
Ying Zijing, who had been resting with her eyes half-closed, opened them and slowly stretched: "Wait a moment, my people are here too."
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