"Really? That's great, let's shake on it!" Bai Jiao ended the call with her eyes sparkling and said to the elderly man beside her with a smile, "He agreed, he said if there aren't any Spiritual Medicines by then, he'll bring Pills."

Hearing this, a faint look of disappointment flashed in the old man's eyes before he said in a deep voice, "Miss, after you returned yesterday, you mentioned that Shen Qiang used the 'Flowers Opening Nine Branches' Acupuncture Technique and completely outperformed the Zhong Family, who are renowned for the same technique. I can't help but admire this Shen Qiang."

"So at the time, I thought maybe I had misjudged him, that perhaps Shen Qiang could be a genius with exceptional talent."

"However, after your phone call, I'm almost certain that my previous guess wasn't wrong."

"In the Cultivation World, under normal circumstances, people with better talent can refine Spiritual Medicine after entering the Nascent Soul Stage, and except for a very small number of extremely talented individuals, it's not until the Yin God Stage that they can truly begin Alchemy."

"Therefore, we can now be sure that those Spiritual Medicines were indeed not refined by Shen Qiang. He's just a spokesperson for some genius, so there's no need for you to get too close to him."

Bai Jiao frowned slightly upon hearing this, "What do you mean by that?"

"Miss, you are born to a life of riches and honor, and Cheng Xinyi is far above in status. That Shen Qiang is but a Loose Cultivator. Although his acupuncture skills are commendable, that's all there is to it. He is not your social equal. There's no need for you to interact with him."

Bai Jiao frowned, "We are just ordinary friends."

The old man was silent for a moment, then advised, "Please reconsider, Miss. That man has no prestigious background, he's coarse and common; not to mention the scions of influential families, even the young talents from the five major Sects are far superior to him. Even as a friend, he would only cause you to lower your own status."

Bai Jiao was stunned and let out a sigh.

The arts of zither, Go, calligraphy, painting, manners, knowledge, background—all things considered, this Shen Qiang really does come up short.

Yet, somehow, every time she thought of Shen Qiang raising his eyebrows calmly and telling Zhong Yongxi, "Clench your buttocks,"

how he slapped the Zhong Family medical hall disciple on the shoulder with a mischievous smile, making him dance erratically to the music,

and how he told the person in charge of the Zhong Family medical hall with utter seriousness, "You've misunderstood, I was just humiliating you,"

Bai Jiao inexplicably burst into laughter.

He really is a bad apple.

Thinking this, Bai Jiao couldn't help but smile, looking at the old man, she said, "I don't care if Shen Qiang is some genius's spokesperson or not. All I know is that he is an important client of Cheng Xinyi. As for how I interact with him, that's none of your business!"

Having said that, Bai Jiao hummed a tune and walked out of the office with her hands behind her back, feeling cheerful.

"Suddenly, I'm very curious to see what kind of scene it would be if a bad apple like Shen Qiang met those pretentious scions of noble families."

...

In Huaxia, there is a strict hierarchical system for surgical procedures in any hospital.

Generally speaking, debridement and suturing, toenail extraction, axillary odor surgery, appendectomy, and circumcision are level one surgeries, which are the simplest operations.

In the first week at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital, the work everyone did was mostly within this scope.

But now, it was different.

Tumor Surgery operations, under normal circumstances, are very difficult and high-risk level three or four surgeries.

According to hospital regulations, only a deputy chief physician or chief physician can perform such surgeries.

The chief physician in charge of Shen Qiang and the taciturn man was surnamed Lou.

He was a professor.

He gave off a very cold impression, not warm or friendly at all.

Apart from briefly introducing himself, he hadn't said a word to Shen Qiang or the other man.

In the morning, the tumor surgery department scheduled two operations, both for radical treatment of stomach tumors.

Before entering the operating room, while changing clothes, Shen Qiang looked at the somewhat taciturn man and awkwardly said, "What's your name again? Sorry, I've forgotten."

The taciturn man seriously looked at Shen Qiang for a full five seconds before saying, "Actually, I've had a premonition that I'll be eliminated by you because I've seen interviews about you. In tumor surgery, I can't beat you."

Shen Qiang laughed, "Are you giving up then? That would save me a lot of trouble."

The taciturn man took a deep breath and said, "Appearances can be deceiving. Although I rationally think I shouldn't be able to compete with you, I still have to try."

Shen Qiang frowned and said, "If my forgetting your name made you think I'm arrogant, then I apologize. Actually, I'm looking forward to you performing better because that way, at least I won't find it too boring."

Having said that,

Shen Qiang turned and entered the operating room.

The first surgery was with the reticent man as his first assistant.

His performance exceeded Shen Qiang's expectations.

People who prefer silence are often meticulous thinkers.

This trait was fully exemplified in his surgery.

Not only was every detail handled perfectly, but his proficiency in the procedure was also surprising.

The whole surgery was completed in two hours.

Professor Lou, the chief surgeon who had been silent throughout, expressed his satisfaction with the outcome.

"Meticulous, scrupulous, skilled in technique, with proper handling of each phase, he is already a mature and capable tumor surgeon."

For the second surgery, Shen Qiang was the first assistant.

Professor Lou, the chief surgeon, watched from the side.

Shen Qiang led the operation.

He had already done countless gastrectomy surgeries for gastric cancer removal at Bikang.

Shen Qiang had long since become adept at it.

Furthermore, by this time, Shen Qiang's cultivation had grown from the Spiritual Movement Stage to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Although he did not intentionally pursue speed,

he proceeded methodically.

However, from making the incision to completing the surgery, stitching up, and counting the instruments afterward, the total time taken was only fifteen minutes.

Such an outcome

left Professor Lou, the chief surgeon, astonished. He was still gaping when Shen Qiang walked out of the operating room, unable to utter a single word of comment.

The reticent man stood dumbfounded beside the operating table, seemingly unable to believe his own eyes.

As for the anesthesiologist and the patrolling nurse, they too stared at Shen Qiang, not daring to speak a word.

It was only after coming out of the operating room and encountering the head nurse that her eyes were full of astonishment.

"It's done? That was fast; I thought the surgery had failed. The patient's family was crying."

Their eyes were filled with shock.

But Shen Qiang found it a bit boring because such straightforward work, to him, lacked any challenge and was instead monotonous.

At noon, it was the same restaurant.

Shen Qiang had just sat down when the others arrived.

Gone were the clear divisions of the past.

Not only did Director Liu, Geng Liang, and Ding Yuhuan directly sit at Shen Qiang's table, but the reticent man, the skinny woman doctor, and Zhong Yongxi, who looked at him with full respect, also directly took their seats. Seeing this, the reluctant-looking chubby man also joined them.

Everyone ordered their food.

Director Liu said, "How was the situation this morning? Let's all talk about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone wore varied expressions and looked at each other.

Just when Shen Qiang thought he should break the ice and save this awkward situation, unexpectedly, the reticent man beside him spoke up.

"I have lost. Shen Qiang's surgical skills are something I will never be able to match in my life. There's no need to wait for a week to know, I've already been eliminated." With that, the reticent man suddenly smiled and said with an excited gleam in his eye, "But fortunately, I can still learn from him for one more week!"

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