Chapter 155: The Old Brother Said a Few Heart-to-Heart Words (Alliance Leader)

Liu Zhuren invited the few of them to sit down; Ling Tian had no interest in perfunctorily dealing with the director here and asked Ji Xiang a few questions directly.

The questions were also very straightforward, just as Ling Tian had said—straight to the point, without a hint of subtlety.

Although Ji Xiang didn't really like this person—the sense of oppression was too strong, and he was full of arrogance—Ji Xiang kept wanting to retort a couple of times.

But when it came to technical matters, he didn't hold anything back; Ji Xiang gave his own understanding in full detail.

Time passed bit by bit; although Liu Zhuren didn't know what the two were talking about, he understood that his own level couldn't reach this mode of sitting and discussing the Dao.

It looked like he hadn't overestimated Ji Xiang; even no matter how he "overestimated," in the end, he still looked down on this little Standardized Training Student—this was the plain truth!

The two chatted for nearly an hour, and by the end, even Ding Yifan couldn't understand some of the content.

Ling Tian looked at Ji Xiang with increasingly friendly and gentle eyes; finally, he stood up and looked at Ji Xiang seriously and solemnly.

"Doctor Xiao Ji, I invite you to work at Shanghai Hepatobiliary on behalf of my boss," Ling Tian said very seriously.

"..."

"..."

Zhao Xiangming and Liu Zhuren were both stunned.

Ding Yifan wore a smile, but there was a bit of unease behind the smile.

"I am still a Standardized Training Student," Ji Xiang paused for a moment.

"That is not a problem," Ling Tian reached out his hand.

He believed that no one would refuse.

Ji Xiang always felt something was wrong; he looked into Ling Tian's eyes, reading the other party's emotions.

The other party's invitation was sincere; there shouldn't be anything fake about it.

But Ji Xiang just felt something was wrong.

He held his breath and focused, entering the System Space.

"Teacher!" Ji Xiang said hurriedly after entering.

"What is it?"

"Professor Ling Tian from Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital said he is inviting me to go there on behalf of his boss," Ji Xiang said briefly and concisely.

"What do you think?" The System NPC seemed to have anticipated what would happen long ago; he looked at Ji Xiang and asked with a smile.

"Supposedly, the other party is one of the top figures in the domestic medical field, so I should go," Ji Xiang frowned, "But Teacher, I always feel something is wrong, yet I can't say what is wrong."

The System NPC looked at Ji Xiang kindly and affectionately, not saying a word.

"Teacher, why do I have this feeling?"

"I don't know," the System NPC laughed.

Ji Xiang's intuition clearly told him the System NPC was lying.

Today's events were quite strange; even the System NPC wasn't telling the truth.

"Teacher!" Ji Xiang looked seriously at that face full of wrinkles and endless vicissitudes across from him.

The System NPC stood with his hands behind his back and his back hunched; the middle-aged Doctor who used to have a fiery temper and would scold people whenever a rescue came up had already grown old, looking without a shred of sharpness.

He looked exactly like an old man watching his grandson.

"Think about this matter yourself," the System NPC said slowly.

"Teacher, give me a suggestion," Ji Xiang said craftily.

"A suggestion?"

"Give me a suggestion; I am so young and don't understand anything."

"Don't agree yet; go there and take a look, then make your choice as you please," the System NPC said.

"If I go there, will there also be a mission?" Ji Xiang probed cautiously.

"Yes, rest assured," the System NPC said.

Although the System NPC's tone and expression were no different from usual, Ji Xiang just felt something was wrong.

This feeling was terrible.

But since the System NPC had already given a suggestion, and the promise that the system was still there and wouldn't disappear inexplicably remained, Ji Xiang lost his worries.

He came out of the System Space, saw Ling Tian reaching out his hand, and also smiled slightly, reaching out and bowing.

"Teacher Ling, you are too kind."

"You can't call me Teacher in the future," Ling Tian shrugged and smiled.

"I cannot agree to what you said for now; may I ask if I can go take a look first?" Ji Xiang asked while holding Ling Tian's hand.

"Hmm?" Ling Tian was a bit surprised.

Even if the other party was only an Intern, they shouldn't refuse his invitation.

A recruitment from a top domestic bigwig—if one's brain wasn't broken, one would definitely agree. Even if one's brain was broken, it should be cured instantly.

But Ling Tian's surprise flashed and vanished; he then nodded, "I'll wait for you."

As he spoke, his left hand patted the back of Ji Xiang's hand, which his right hand was holding, to show intimacy.

Ling Tian was also decisive; after saying that, he left directly, not saying anything more at all.

Liu Zhuren took Ji Xiang to see them into the elevator; the moment the elevator door closed, Liu Zhuren patted Ji Xiang's shoulder and sighed.

"Director."

"Come with me," Liu Zhuren lowered his head and walked silently toward the office, looking like he had something to say to Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang, meanwhile, searched his heart over and over, wanting to find where that strange feeling came from.

The two were each preoccupied with their own thoughts, silent all the way.

After entering the office, Liu Zhuren said, "Sit down, Xiao Ji."

"Director, what did you want to say?"

"Xiao Ji, I'm actually quite curious." Liu Zhuren paused. "I'm not coveting your privacy, and you don't have to answer; I'm just expressing a sentiment. Gu Lao has also expressed his appreciation for you. That person in the Interventional Department is the same."

"It's truly no lie that gold will always shine. How long have you been at the Second Affiliated Hospital? Half a month, right?"

"Yes." Ji Xiang nodded.

"With that, your technique is good, and your luck is truly good too!" Liu Zhuren sighed with emotion. "I won't ask why your technique is so strong; I'm not that annoying."

"Xiao Ji, let me tell you something."

"Zhuren, please go ahead."

"I'm not talking about matters within the department, nor about technical things; let's chat about some gossip." Liu Zhuren said with a smile. "A few years ago, a celebrity got married and wanted to throw the bridesmaids into the water. Do you know about that?"

"I know, Jia Ling stopped it." Ji Xiang remembered this incident.

"Do you know why they didn't throw Jia Ling?"

"Fat, not good-looking; those bastards always pick on the soft persimmons." Ji Xiang answered very frankly.

"Soft persimmons, that phrase is right. Speaking of which, that person's persimmons are not small."

Ji Xiang was stunned. Why was Liu Zhuren speaking so casually to a small Standardized Training Student like him, just like an old friend discussing unspeakable matters at a drinking table?

"Hahaha, back to the main topic." Liu Zhuren laughed, but there was no smile in his expression. "I ask you, what is a soft persimmon?"

Ji Xiang didn't know if Liu Zhuren was making a dirty joke or just talking, and didn't know how to answer.

"You know who Jia Ling's teacher is, and what kind of status and position they have." Liu Zhuren said seriously. "With the added status of the Quxie, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the National Art Troupe, and the China Democratic League."

"That teacher... to put it this way, is roughly equivalent to a deputy ministerial level."

Ji Xiang smiled; Liu Zhuren was truly good to him.

"Would those lecherous scoundrels dare to touch Jia Ling? Just kidding. Do you know why Guo insisted on becoming an apprentice to the Hou Jia when he was at his wit's end? Was it because Guo was bad at crosstalk and went to learn experience and skills?"

"No."

"See, you already know this." Liu Zhuren taught him earnestly and with good intentions. "Xiao Ji, let's not talk about you for now, just talk about Guo. What could Hou teach Guo at that time? Guo had already become a master; he just needed to use his status."

"As for Hou, he had no one under his tutelage and also needed Guo to carry on the legacy."

"This is a mutually beneficial matter. Let me, your old brother, give you a piece of advice."

Ji Xiang was speechless; Liu Zhuren actually said something like 'old brother'.

"You are a genius. Although I haven't seen one, haven't I at least seen a pig run even if I haven't eaten pork?" Liu Zhuren said. "Is Einstein impressive? In his twenties, the Nobel Prize only dared to be awarded for his most insignificant research."

"But in my opinion, his most impressive point is that these were all thought of with his brain, without spending a single cent."

"Compared to such a world-class great, I can also accept someone like you."

"..." Ji Xiang sighed. "My great-uncle's idol is Einstein."

"Your great-uncle..." Liu Zhuren's train of thought was interrupted by Ji Xiang. He wanted to ask about Ji Xiang's great-uncle, but felt it was meaningless, so he looked at Ji Xiang deeply.

"Xiao Ji, a genius like you shouldn't have stayed at the Second Affiliated Hospital in the first place." Liu Zhuren said. "What's the point of staying here? For the record of the grand competition? Or to save lives? Where isn't it saving lives? What do you think?"

Ji Xiang listened silently, still pondering in his heart where that inexplicable feeling of his came from.

"Having said that, it's true that you are a genius, but a thousand-mile horse also needs a Bo Le. Your technique is strong, you learn it after seeing it once, and you can even surpass the master; these are all talents and skills. Go to Shanghai. Don't ponder over what others can teach you; your own craft is enough."

"Once you go, it's mutually beneficial. Just like when Hou passed away, Guo still spoke a few fair words for him, more or less."

"The idea that a teacher must teach a student things is a misconception of young people; don't be arrogant because of your talent. That old gentleman has wide connections; in a few years, applying for a National First-Class Natural Science Fund for you casually is better than anything."

"As for things like the Excellent Young Scientists Fund, I don't understand them; they are too far away. But you will have all the benefits you should have, don't worry."

"And don't say you are still a Standardized Training Student. Rules are just like that; it depends on whether you are strong enough. First get a master's degree, then a doctorate, if there are still rules. If the Old Man doesn't want to cause trouble, he will send you to study in the United States or Japan, and you can set up your own world before you are thirty."

"Zhuren, thank you."

Ji Xiang stood up and bowed respectfully to Liu Zhuren.

"Don't do that. I hate bowing the most; it's like saying goodbye to a corpse." Liu Zhuren laughed. "Contact that side, go for a visit, and then directly become an apprentice. I don't know the rules, but if I could return to my youth and had this opportunity..."

"What would you do?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Find a crowded place, kneel down and kowtow, and directly nail down the master-apprentice relationship." Liu Zhuren laughed. "The world of martial arts isn't just about fighting and killing; it's also about human relationships and worldly wisdom. If you ask why the academic world hasn't been able to develop, it's mainly because of this. But we are vulgar people and cannot avoid being vulgar."

Academic... Ji Xiang suddenly remembered the matter of the Youdian Tangniaobing Yanjiu that the System NPC mentioned.

But it was very clear that Liu Zhuren was more interested in human relationships and worldly wisdom.

Ji Xiang did not mean to despise Liu Zhuren; the "unsolvable" task the System NPC gave him was solved by Liu Zhuren with a single phone call. This is human relationships and worldly wisdom.

It depends on whose hands the knife is in and how it is used.

(End of chapter)