The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102: 100 Ying Zijin is that divine doctor [3 updates]

Lu Zhi was twenty-six this year, having studied Traditional Chinese Medicine for eight years, and was a graduate of the Imperial Capital University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

She naturally carried a bit of arrogance.

Also, because of her good relationship with Ying Luwei, she looked down on Ying Zijin.

Especially since she herself had suffered through no fault of her own, with Mr. Lu restricting her financially for so long.

What mattered more was that because of that trial, the Wu family was directly sealed, causing quite a bit of trouble for her mentor.

Fortunately, the Wu family was far inferior to the Meng Family, and major clans generally did not wish to offend doctors, so in the end, nothing too serious happened.

Even so, her job prospects in the capital were ruined, and she could only look for something close to home in Shanghai City.

However, big hospitals like First Hospital would not hire such a young practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

With no other options, Lu Zhi had to try her luck at other hospitals.

Having heard from the doctors at First Hospital that Shao Ren Hospital was in need of many staff, she went there to apply for a job.

But she never expected to run into that foster daughter of the Ying Family here.

As soon as she saw the girl, all the anger Lu Zhi had been holding in surged forth, “Have you studied ‘Traditional Chinese Medicine’ and ‘Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine’? Do you know how to identify poisonous herbs? Do you understand what is meant by the ‘Four Diagnostic Methods’?”

She said with a mocking tone, “I’ve heard from Luwei that your academic performance at Verdant was at the bottom, with single digits in mathematics and English, and you still think about studying medicine?”

Medicine isn’t something that just anyone can learn.

To excel is even more challenging; medical students attend university for five years.

Lu Zhi did not bother to hide her voice, drawing the attention of the other job applicants.

In their looks were surprise and scrutiny.

Ying Zijin lifted her eyes, as if she had just noticed the presence of Lu Zhi.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze light and seemingly piercing right to the heart.

Lu Zhi’s heart skipped a beat.

In the few seconds that she was dazed, the girl had already left, without even acknowledging her.

Lu Zhi punched the air in frustration and rage, unable to do anything, she could only sit there with a green face.

The other applicants felt Lu Zhi was being inexplicably absurd, speaking in hushed tones.

Particularly after Ying Zijin had turned around, her bare-faced appearance had made quite an impact on them.

Seeing a young girl not yet of age, and with the applicants themselves being in their thirties and forties with children at home, their favorable impression of her increased even more.

“Does that woman have a problem? The little girl hasn’t provoked her at all, and those words of hers are really unpleasant to hear,” one commented.

“Being bad at studies just means one is not skilled at learning. I wasn’t good at math and English either back in the day, but I still went on to study medicine, didn’t I?” another said.

“I really hope she doesn’t get hired, or at least I don’t. I truly don’t want such a person as a colleague,” another muttered.

“Yeah, who’s to say otherwise…”

Lu Zhi, overhearing them, scoffed, “What’s it to you? Keep your backbiting to yourselves.”

“You’d best not get hired either, or you’ll be annoyed seeing me around every day, won’t you?”

She had a diploma from the Imperial Capital University of Traditional Chinese Medicine which already put her a cut above the rest.

With Shao Ren Hospital in such dire need of staff, who else would they hire if not her?

Lu Zhi snorted coldly and pulled out her makeup bag from her purse, starting to touch up her makeup.

**

Outside the hospital.

Fu Yunshen was still in the car, watching the girl come down the stairs before opening the passenger side door for her.

Ying Zijin got in and buckled up, “At seven o’clock, I have to interview the job candidates.”

“Elder Mu should thank you,” Fu Yunshen said upon hearing this, lifting his eyelids, “He dumped such a mess on you, I’m not sure if it’s really out of generosity.”

Elder Mu’s holdings under the Mu family were extensive, and Shao Ren Hospital was just the least conspicuous of them all.

Mu Heqing’s decision to gift Shao Ren Hospital to Ying Zijin was also made after much consideration.

Because he knew that if it were anything else, Ying Zijin would not accept it.

But even a camel starved to death is bigger than a horse; the Shao Ren Hospital, even with its old reputation, had more revenue than the average small hospital.

Ying Zijin didn’t seem to care much, “It can make money.”

Hearing these four words, Fu Yunshen briefly fell silent, then smiled, “Yaoyao, you’re still a minor, you really don’t need to worry about money. If you’re short of cash, just ask your brother for it.”

Just those few bottles of medicine she had given him were worth millions each.

Yet she had refused the card he offered her.

“Oh—” Ying Zijin took a sip of water, slowly saying, “No need.”

“What’s wrong?” Fu Yunshen tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, “I said, don’t be shy.”

Ying Zijin glanced at him unhurriedly, “Earning money myself gives a sense of accomplishment. You, not so much.”

“…”

Fu Yunshen rested his hand on his forehead, feeling helpless.

The youngster saw earning money as a hobby, and it seemed he’d become the villain if he interfered.

The Maserati started up and headed to the shopping center nearest to Shao Ren Hospital.

On the top floor was an old hotpot restaurant, run by chefs from the Sichuan and Chongqing area, renowned for its authentic taste.

Each person had their own individual hotpot, clean and sanitary.

This time, Ying Zijin successfully ordered a spicy hotpot with red oil soup base.

Fu Yunshen didn’t eat spicy food, so he opted for a mild-flavored broth.