Chapter 201: The Emperor's New Clothes (Bonus chapter for Alliance Leader Niuniu Diandianmao)

Academician Teng had originally been sitting securely in his seat, fully prepared to step in and save the situation.

However, he never expected this young man to possess such an imposing aura, speaking the truth that everyone in the circle knew but no one dared to voice.

Moreover, Qin Chu had actually been scolded into fainting.

He felt a start of alarm and rose to check on Qin Chu.

He had seen the cutthroat, confrontational nature of academic conferences before, but he never expected Qin Chu to faint just like Wang Lang after being scolded by Zhuge Liang.

Don't let anyone die; Academician Teng's footsteps were hurried, and he was somewhat worried. A few scoldings were nothing; he could handle the fallout himself.

This young master was truly impressive, possessing much of his father's style from back in the day.

But Academician Teng was still a step too slow; Ji Xiang strode forward and supported Qin Chu.

After a quick check, both pupils were equal and round, reactive to light, temporarily ruling out a cerebral hemorrhage. The heart rate was slightly fast, with no symptoms of Myocardial Infarction.

Ji Xiang did not continue to do anything else, but instead beckoned for the doctors under Qin Chu to send him to the Emergency Department.

After a dozen minutes of commotion, the venue felt somewhat cold and awkward.

It would be a strange thing indeed if the atmosphere could remain heated after encountering such an event.

"Then, let's end the meeting here." Ji Xiang stood behind the lectern, scanned the entire room, and finally let his gaze fall upon the trembling Ling Tian.

"Ling Tian, do you have anything else to add?" Ji Xiang asked very calmly.

After all, as the meeting organizer, it was normal for the big shot who took the stage last to ask a question.

But since Ji Xiang had just scolded Qin Chu into a faint, asking Ling Tian now changed the flavor of the situation.

Academician Teng was moved, but he forced himself to hold back, staring intently at Ji Xiang.

Ling Tian was putting his heart and soul into resisting the physiological electrical signals coming from his urethral sphincter, and with the 【Superior Physician's Gaze】 still weighing on him, he was already exhausted.

His mind was a blank slate; he had completely lost that spirit of arrogance and pride he once had, his reputation in total ruins.

"I strongly disapprove of performing one surgery every fifteen minutes." Ji Xiang's tone returned to being calm as he looked at the doctors who remained at the scene. "Perhaps you are all thinking of the various difficulties; if you perform them too meticulously, it is inevitable that other Patients will be unable to receive treatment, and this is a solution born of necessity."

"But what are you department heads here for? Not to let you grow fat and gluttonous, not to let you become academic tyrants, and not to let you throw your weight around!"

"It is to treat illnesses and save lives,"

"Treat illnesses and save lives!!"

Almost all the department heads lowered their heads; even Academician Teng's expression shifted.

"Looking upward, to conquer more technical challenges; looking downward, to teach techniques to junior doctors. In the early days, our country lacked the conditions, and the pioneers used X-ray machines and wore tattered Lead Clothing to perform surgeries, groping their way along a path. How is it that now, with better machines and advanced equipment, it has turned into one Embolization Surgery every fifteen minutes?"

"I am not a doctor from the Interventional Department, so I will say no more; go back and think about it carefully."

Ji Yongchang and Qian Ying watched their son's bold and unconstrained demeanor; they should have felt joy, but both seemed to think of something at the same time, their expressions grave as they watched Ji Xiang without saying a word.

"Ling Tian!" Ji Xiang called out.

Ling Tian walked with a strange, uncoordinated gait without realizing it, barely managing to shuffle to Ji Xiang's side.

"Slap~"

A stack of documents on the lectern was slammed into Ling Tian's face.

"Go back and think carefully about who exactly made you do such insane things for the sake of one Embolization Surgery every fifteen minutes."

"Meeting adjourned."

Ji Xiang didn't even look at Ling Tian, walking off the stage in a leisurely manner to stand before Academician Teng.

"Academician Teng, I was a bit angry today and was slightly irritable; I apologize." Ji Xiang bowed in apology.

The 【Superior Physician's Gaze】 was ineffective against Academician Teng, but the sheer, overwhelming sense of dominance from having just slammed the documents into Professor Ling Tian's face could be perceived clearly.

Then, for Ji Xiang to immediately come and apologize to him left Academician Teng somewhat at a loss.

"It was necessary." Academician Teng hesitated for a full 3 seconds before saying in a deep voice, "The industry does not approve of the Hepatobiliary Hospital's practices, but everyone knows the reason, so we haven't torn off the mask of civility, only grumbling in private."

"The Emperor's New Clothes—it really takes a child to shout out the truth."

Academician Teng said this with a touch of emotion, rising and reaching out his hand.

Holding Ji Xiang's hand, he had things he wanted to say, but having encountered too many heart-shaking events today, he forced himself to hold back and said nothing more.

Under normal circumstances, Academician Teng would never have spoken those few sentences just now.

Patting Ji Xiang on the shoulder, Academician Teng said gently, "You are very good. Come visit me when you have time."

"I will, Teacher Teng."

With the skill duration over, Ji Xiang's form of address for Academician Teng had also changed.

"Then I shall be going." Academician Teng did not linger, turning to leave.

"Not bad." Although Qian Ying was serious, her face was full of smiles as she gave Ji Xiang's shoulder a firm pat.

Ji Yongchang took a deep look at Ji Xiang, offering no evaluation of his actions, and left while chatting and laughing with Academician Teng.

With the 【Superior Physician's Gaze】 skill ended, Ji Xiang felt refreshed after scolding Qin Chu and Ling Tian, and began to pack his things to leave.

This was the happiest time he had ever used the skill.

Zhao Zhe cautiously approached Ji Xiang, looking him up and down as if he had never met him before.

"Brother Zhao, you aren't being a very good friend," Ji Xiang joked. "Why were you thinking of running away?"

"I wanted to go to the restroom." Zhao Zhe scratched his head. "I get like this whenever I get excited; I have a bit of a problem in that regard. For example, when I go to the library and see thousands upon thousands of books, that atmosphere makes me need to go to the restroom first."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhe gave a sheepish laugh. "Xiao Ji, you just now... just now..."

"Just now what?"

"You gave me quite a scare," Zhao Zhe said truthfully.

"Oh, how so?" Ji Xiang asked curiously.

The chatterbox Zhao Zhe should be a good sample for material; he needed to ask him carefully about his feelings after receiving the skill.

But there was no rush; Ji Xiang finished packing his things, shouldered his bag, and walked out of the conference hall.

Behind him, Ling Tian still stood there like a puppet, with A4 paper scattered all over the floor.

"Xiao Ji, you are truly reckless!"

Seeing the blue sky and white clouds, Zhao Zhe seemed to be revitalized, and even his previously suppressed talkative nature was switched back on.

"Reckless?"

"I heard what Academician Teng said; there are some things everyone finds unacceptable, but no one is willing to speak up. Water that is too clear has no fish, yet you were the only one who dared to speak. By the way, why did Qin Chu faint? Can scolding someone really scold them to death?

Oh wait, if something happens to Qin Chu, won't you be in big trouble?"

"No, I have to make a call and ask."

"Let me tell you, these old fogies definitely have illnesses; things like Myocardial Infarction or cerebral infarction are bound to be there. If something happens, we won't be able to leave."

Zhao Zhe was rambling on, pulling out his phone, but he froze instantly.

This was Shanghai, not Yuanliao City; he wanted to call and ask about Qin Chu's condition but had no idea who to ask.

(End of chapter)