Chapter 181: The Faint Scent of Sandalwood

"You have been expelled from the General Association!" This roar made Peng Cheng stagger back, his back hitting the wall heavily.

Xuanyuan Qing gasped, her fingernails digging deeply into her palms.

"My mentor Zhou Mo personally..." Peng Cheng's voice stuck in his throat.

Luo Pingchuan suddenly turned to the corner, his pupils shrinking the moment he saw Lin Yu; the young man in casual clothes was none other than the dual president of the China Medical General Association.

"You and he are both good students taught by Zhou Mo." Luo Pingchuan's temple throbbed, and after waving to clear the scene, he lowered his voice: "This is President Lin."

Peng Cheng shook his head mechanically, but froze the moment he saw the Black Bird emblem on Lin Yu's chest.

Lin Yu tapped the table lightly, his gaze sweeping over Xuanyuan Qing's chest badge: "Her surname is Xuanyuan."

Luo Pingchuan suddenly staggered and supported the windowsill, while Peng Cheng was still asking blankly: "What's wrong with Xuanyuan?"

"Effective immediately, Xuanyuan Qing is promoted to Deputy Chief Physician and enters the Association Council directly!" Luo Pingchuan's announcement made Peng Cheng's eyes go dark.

The electronic clock in the corridor showed that he had been in office for exactly six days; in this 'small hospital' in Huacheng, Zhou Mo's students had fallen one after another.

President Luo looked at the full table of deregistration documents and couldn't help but ask: "President General, what big mistake did Peng Cheng make?"

Lin Yu raised his hand and pointed to his side: "His mistake is with Miss Xuanyuan."

Xuanyuan Qing was stunned by these words and breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly explaining: "Dean Luo, it's not what you think..."

"No need to say more!" President Luo raised his hand to interrupt her, "I will seek the justice that should be sought myself!"

The word "justice" hit Xuanyuan Qing's heart like a heavy hammer. After her parents passed away, this was the first time she had heard this word in eight years.

The grievances she had swallowed alone suddenly surged; last year, during the internship allocation, the spot she should have had at a top-tier hospital in the capital was taken by the child of a powerful family, and even her mentor advised her to accept her fate.

In the end, she exhausted her savings to barely keep her internship qualification at Huacheng Hospital.

Just as she was in a trance, President Luo suddenly turned to Peng Cheng and sneered: "You are really capable, actually offending two Presidents General at the same time."

Peng Cheng's face was pale: "Two? That's impossible!"

"Miss Xuanyuan is the granddaughter of Medical Immortal Xu." President Luo lowered his voice, "And President General Lin is the fellow apprentice of Medical Immortal Xu."

This remark was like a thunderclap, and Peng Cheng staggered to the ground. How could he have imagined that the young man in front of him was not only the mysterious third-in-command, but also a figure of his master's master's generation.

Lin Yu pulled Xuanyuan Qing up and turned to leave, President Luo followed closely: "Take your time, I will visit Miao Street another day." After sending the two away, he coldly sentenced Peng Cheng: "Change your profession."

"I can retake the exam!" Peng Cheng struggled unwillingly, "My mentor Zhou Mo is also a President General..."

"Zhou Mo is exactly the apprentice of Medical Immortal Xu." President Luo sneered, "The person you offended is of your master's generation." After saying that, he dialed Zhou Mo's phone and joked half-jokingly: "Why don't you come to sit in Huacheng Hospital?"

Peng Cheng collapsed in the corner in complete despair. President Luo looked at the mess on the ground and felt a headache; the neurosurgery department had to be reshuffled again.

"Fine, I'll come to sit in for a month next week. As for Peng Cheng, let him suspend his duties for reflection."

President Luo was stunned, and it took a long time before he spoke: "Are you really going to preside over neurosurgery yourself?"

Zhou Mo's crisp voice revealed unquestionable authority: "This professor is condescending to come to your hospital, not welcome?"

"How could that be!" President Luo rubbed his hands excitedly, turning to wave at the dumbfounded Peng Cheng: "Your mentor told you to return to the capital immediately."

"Impossible!"

The medical record folder in Peng Cheng's hand clattered to the ground. His internationally renowned mentor was actually going to condescend to come to Huacheng; what virtue and ability did this small third-tier city have?

At the corner of the corridor, Lin Yu protected Xuanyuan Qing and walked quickly toward the parking lot. The young girl mechanically let him open the car door, his palm blocking the car frame.

This gentle action made Zhang Yuru's eyes ache.

Once upon a time, that hand had also blocked the wind and rain for her like this.

"Miss Zhang?" Jiang Wenfeng lightly touched her elbow, his gaze sweeping over the car tail that sped away in the distance, "Auntie must be waiting anxiously."

The moment the elevator door closed, his phone screen lit up: "Target locked, Yin energy is extremely pure."

The dialog box replied in seconds: "Increase the price"

Jiang Wenfeng sneered and tapped the keyboard: "Forty top-quality Vajra Pills, must be living."

"Deal"

A hoarse roar erupted in the ward: "Old lady wants to be discharged, this broken hospital doesn't even have a decent doctor."

"Mom!" Zhang Yuru hurriedly supported her leaning mother, Li Xueying's bloodshot eyes suddenly brightened, staring straight at the man in a suit and shoes at the door: "This young man is handsome, is he married?"

Jiang Wenfeng put down the fruit basket and smiled: "I heard that your symptoms might be caused by a blockage in the Fengchi point..."

His slender fingers hovered three inches behind the woman's neck, "Let me try?"

In the dark, the black van followed Lin Yu's car into the tunnel.

Hou Ping chewed gum and stepped on the accelerator, the Soul-Detaining Lock flashing with a cold glint in the passenger seat clattering.

Jiang Wenfeng strode behind Li Xueying, his fingers accurately pressing on the acupuncture point on the top of her head.

As a warm current was injected, the old lady suddenly hiccuped violently, and after seven or eight times, she let out a long breath: "Refreshing, my body hasn't felt this relaxed for a long time, young man, you really have some skills."

Zhang Yuru looked at her mother's suddenly elegant speech in surprise, and there was a bit more admiration in her gaze toward Jiang Wenfeng.

Jiang Wenfeng waved his hand and said it was a 'small effort', but in fact, he had secretly completed the Mysterious Gate secret technique 'Small Empowerment'.

Taking advantage of Zhang Yuru massaging her mother, Jiang Wenfeng clicked on Hou Ping's WeChat.

The photo that popped up on the screen made his pupils shrink; the appearance of Wang Sufen and others on Miao Street flashed at the same time as the three red characters 'Need to add money'.

He sneered and replied 'Deal', his knuckles tapping a crisp sound on the windowsill.

The corridor lights reflected Jiang Wenfeng's flickering face, and the past surged like a tide.

The tragic scene of 'Disintegration' thirty years ago reappeared before his eyes; his grandfather and father were besieged by three Land Immortals, and before they died, they used blood to carve the accusation of 'Six Ren, Mysterious Gate, Spirit Medicine' on the ground.

When he clenched his phone and issued the order: 'Find their descendants', his fingernails almost sank into his palms.

At this time, Zhang Tianhua rushed into the ward in a hurry, carrying a heavy smell of smoke.

Li Xueying suddenly frowned: "Why didn't Binzi come?" The husband hurriedly smoothed things over: "Our son is busy with work, isn't it good that Zhang Yuru is taking care of you?"

The old lady looked at her adopted daughter with hesitation, but in the end, she didn't say the words 'outsider'.

At the end of the corridor, Jiang Wenfeng stared at Zhang Tianhua's hunched back and narrowed his eyes.

When this seemingly ordinary man walked past, a faint scent of sandalwood actually drifted through the air.

Zhang Yuru saw that her mother was well taken care of, so she said goodbye to her parents: "Dad, Mom, I'm leaving."

"Go do your work!" Father Zhang Tianhua sent Zhang Yuru to the door and said in a low voice: "Your mom doesn't know about Binzi yet, and after this illness, she has become particularly muddled."

Zhang Yuru felt that her father's explanation was a bit redundant, but she didn't think much of it, "I know, Dad, you go back!" ===== CHAPTER 182 =====