Chapter 367: Does Ji Xiang Like Being a Star?

Tang Yan took out her phone, found the photos she had taken, and showed them to Feng Yuqing.

She recounted the events of the day vividly, from Xue Heng's arrogant and overbearing clamor to his dejected state after watching the surgery, detailed and straightforward.

It wasn't that Tang Yan didn't want to exaggerate, but this matter was already extreme enough just by describing it plainly; even she herself found it hard to believe as she spoke, feeling as if it were a dream.

Feng Yuqing frowned as she listened.

"Yuqing, I asked," Liu Hui returned quickly and reported to Feng Yuqing, "Xue Heng is the Director of the Orthopedics Department at West Sea Hospital and a Special Expert for the National Sports Commission. Many athletes seek out Director Xue Heng for surgery after getting injured."

"!!!" Feng Yuqing's frown deepened after hearing what Liu Hui said.

If this were the case, combined with what Tang Yan said, the final conclusion reached was so absurd it was impossible to comprehend.

"This is a photo of Director Xue Heng."

Liu Hui took out her phone and found a photo of Xue Heng online; Feng Yuqing held it and compared it repeatedly with Tang Yan's photo before confirming it was the same person.

"Yan'er, are you sure it was Ji Xiang who performed the surgery?" Feng Yuqing confirmed one last time.

"Yes!" Tang Yan was unequivocal, "The surgeries the Head Nurse scheduled for me today were all Ji Xiang's."

"Usually, Ji Xiang never acts as the lead surgeon for orthopedic surgeries, but there was a bit of an accident today, so Ji Xiang stepped in to do it. I always thought Ji Xiang wasn't good at orthopedic surgery, but who knew he had this level of skill."

After hearing Liu Hui's words, Tang Yan gained a brand-new understanding of both Xue Heng and Ji Xiang.

Her tone also carried a bit more awe; she hadn't expected that arrogant and overbearing Professor Xue to have such a significant background.

"Is Ji Xiang that amazing?" Feng Yuqing thought for a long time, then finally smiled, "Well, Ji Shu is very amazing; after all, Ji Xiang is his biological son, so it wouldn't make sense if he weren't amazing."

Seeing this, Tang Yan felt more at ease; she felt she was worthy of the salary Feng Yuqing paid her.

It was just a pity that Ji Xiang's Standardized Residency Training would last at most three years, and nearly half a year had already passed, plus he still had to rotate through Internal Medicine, Imaging, and so on; her days of earning an annual salary of one million seemed numbered.

"Hurry up with the acquisition," Feng Yuqing instructed.

"Okay."

Tang Yan wanted to ask, but felt it wasn't appropriate for an outsider like her to inquire about such things, so she obediently kept silent.

"Yan'er, let me ask you something."

"Sister Yuqing, go ahead."

"Do you want to become famous?" Feng Yuqing asked.

"Famous?" Tang Yan was puzzled.

"Participating in variety shows, becoming a star," Liu Hui explained.

"I do!" Tang Yan answered subconsciously, but then she laughed, "I can't, I can't."

Tang Yan was very cautious; she possessed a prudence beyond her years when facing Feng Yuqing's inquiry. She was a little tempted at first, but immediately refused.

"I didn't mean for you to go," Feng Yuqing said, "I meant, do you think Ji Xiang would like it?"

"Ji Xiang?" Tang Yan felt relieved; as long as they weren't targeting her, it was fine.

She bit her lip, thought for a moment, and replied, "Young people, who doesn't like the spotlight?"

"Then that's settled."

"Sister Yuqing, are you planning to start a dating show so you two can meet on the program?" Tang Yan asked curiously.

"How vulgar," Feng Yuqing said, "I'm planning to organize a job-hunting show, find a few young doctors, and if they perform well, they can stay at a top-tier hospital."

"..." Tang Yan was stunned.

This is a variety show? This is just an excuse to get Ji Xiang to the Imperial Capital!

"I still need to think about the specific content of the show."

"Sister Yuqing, what's the logic behind this?" Tang Yan was surprised.

"Last time, that time Lu almost died from exhaustion, you remember, right?"

"I remember!"

How could Tang Yan forget such a major event?

Even now, every time they gathered, there were still people vividly describing that "big event."

"It's just a pity that Ji Xiang wouldn't accept a script like that; if we could film it according to the actual situation, the variety show would definitely explode in popularity."

"Hahaha, 'dying from exhaustion' wouldn't even be covered by a layer of mosaic; no need to guess, if that aired, the show definitely wouldn't pass censorship."

"Heh." Feng Yuqing ignored Tang Yan's skepticism, let out a 'heh', and looked thoughtful.

Tang Yan was also quite impressed; look at how high-class they play—straight to a variety show. Isn't this just throwing money into the water?

Throwing money into the water at least lets you see a splash, but what is the point of running a variety show?

"Yan'er, today's intelligence is very important, keep it up," Feng Yuqing gave Tang Yan an affirmation at the end, "I'm leaving first to discuss the variety show matter with Sister Hui."

Tang Yan didn't expect that what Feng Yuqing said was actually true; it seemed Feng Yuqing had mentioned it once a long time ago, and now it seemed it was about to become reality.

Facing a table full of food, Tang Yan let go and ate heartily, not caring at all about her image as a lady.

As for the variety show, it certainly had nothing to do with her. It would be best if Ji Xiang left and didn't leave, so she wouldn't have such heavy work but could still get paid—that would be the best ending.

After Ji Xiang got off work and returned home, he ate dinner, took the Sha Paozi for a walk with the old man, washed up, went to bed, held his breath, and focused his mind to enter the System Operating Room.

"Teacher, I'm here."

"Mm." The System NPC nodded.

"I'd like you to take a look at the paper I wrote recently," Ji Xiang humbly asked for guidance.

He wrote out the paper he had memorized by heart, and the System NPC stood behind him, frowning.

"Teacher, look..."

"You copied the format of domestic papers, didn't you?" the System NPC asked.

"Yes," Ji Xiang answered truthfully, "I studied the writing style of journals with 'China' in their titles."

"This won't do." The System NPC bluntly rejected Ji Xiang's paper.

"Uh..."

"Abroad, there is Science with an SCI impact factor of 40.137, Nature with an SCI impact factor of 37.205, Nature Medicine (NatMed) with an SCI impact factor of 29.886, The Lancet with an SCI impact factor of 47.831, BMJ with an SCI impact factor of 20.785, New England Journal of Medicine (NEJM) with an SCI impact factor of 72.406, JACC with an SCI impact factor of 19.896, and Journal of the American Medical Association with an SCI impact factor of 44.405.

Domestically, there are the Chinese Medical Journal, Chinese Journal of Internal Medicine, Chinese Journal of Surgery, and so on."

"If you want to write a paper, there are some things you need to pay attention to—studying model essays, considerations for topic selection, original literature coding, and practical operation and interpretation of meta-analysis data."

"Articles require specific terminology, a framework structure, and logical flow; they are different from ordinary compositions."

"..." Ji Xiang had not expected that writing an article would be so difficult.

The article he had meticulously imitated looked flawless, yet it was dismissed as worthless by the System NPC.

"I will teach you." The System NPC smiled. "If it were me, I would write this paper like this."

Ji Xiang listened carefully.

The System NPC broke down one paper into over a dozen articles and provided Ji Xiang with a detailed explanation tailored to the review style of each publishing house.

Ji Xiang never imagined there would be so many nuances involved.

(End of chapter)