Chapter 84: The Vanguard Leads the Way

The Patient's family, Feng Yuqing, Liu Hui, and the others were dumbfounded.

No one knew how to describe this; even having seen it with their own eyes, they still felt it was unreal.

Ji Xiang scolded the old Expert from Shanghai roundly, just like an old-school master scolding an apprentice in the old society.

It wasn't until Ji Xiang closed the video, said a few words, and left that Feng Yuqing finally recovered.

"Sister Hui, what is going on?" Feng Yuqing asked in a low voice.

"..." Liu Hui didn't know either; she looked at Feng Yuqing blankly, her judgment of Ji Xiang changing in her heart.

Previously, she had thought Ji Xiang was just a live-in son-in-law, belonging to an unimportant branch of the Qian Family.

But looking at it now...

That kind of temperament was definitely not innate, but accumulated over time, moving from one victory to another.

Although Ji Xiang was not old, and logically it was impossible for him to have accumulated such heavy majesty, every time Feng Yuqing doubted it, she would think of that legend from back then who had swept across the Jiangnan region at the same age, and her heart would be at ease.

"Miss, shall we go back?" Liu Hui asked.

"Go back!" Feng Yuqing said without hesitation, "Let's see if what Ji Xiang said is correct."

"By the way, Sister Hui, who helped contact the Expert from the Department of Nephrology?"

"Someone from a consulting firm, mainly a broker for medical resources. We've worked together for a few years, and they are considered reliable." Liu Hui hesitated for a moment, "There shouldn't be any connection."

"Go back and check, but be careful, don't alert the other party."

"Alright."

After a brief discussion, Liu Hui arranged the follow-up matters, and that evening, the group flew back to Shanghai.

Three days later.

"Miss, the diagnostic results are out." Liu Hui came to find Feng Yuqing with a stack of documents and told her the "good" news.

"How is it!" Feng Yuqing was a little excited.

"Ji Xiang's diagnosis was correct." Liu Hui couldn't believe it either, but this was the truth.

"Was it caused by a mosquito or insect bite?" Feng Yuqing also couldn't believe it.

"I asked an Expert from the Infectious Diseases Department at Huashan Hospital; it is said that this disease mainly occurs in pastoral areas and is rare in cities. It is usually caused by people who adopt stray cats and dogs being accidentally scratched."

"Because it is rare, it is very difficult to diagnose."

"Since it is so difficult, how did Ji Xiang diagnose it?!" Feng Yuqing asked.

Liu Hui was speechless.

"What did that old Expert say?" Feng Yuqing also knew there was no answer to this, so she turned and asked.

"He is also quite confused. The records you had someone check show that he and Ji Xiang had no contact. I think it was an isolated incident."

"That means Ji Xiang he..." Waves surged in Feng Yuqing's eyes.

"Miss, I didn't know much about the father and son before, I only heard about them from you. What exactly is going on?" Liu Hui couldn't suppress her curiosity and asked tentatively.

This matter was bizarre to the extreme; after returning to Shanghai and taking Feng Yuqing home, Liu Hui immediately went to investigate the truth.

Half of the old Expert's hair in Shanghai had been shaved off, and it was said that the cut on his head had even required a stitch.

After meeting, Liu Hui asked about the situation at the time, but the old Expert couldn't explain it clearly either; whenever the matter was mentioned, his emotions became a bit abnormal.

It was said that he was reminded of his late boss.

Liu Hui thought this was a psychological hypnosis technique, but hypnosis couldn't explain Ji Xiang's ability to talk about difficult and complicated cases with such ease.

The treatment was carried out according to what Ji Xiang said, and today's laboratory tests confirmed it was a Bartonella Infection.

Upon seeing this result, the old Expert wanted to fly thousands of miles away to see for himself what kind of sacred person this young man, who reminded him of his own boss, really was.

Liu Hui was also curious.

"Sister Hui, forgive me for saying something you might not like, but the level you are in contact with is still not high enough." The waves in Feng Yuqing's eyes rippled, almost overflowing.

"Miss." Liu Hui smiled forcedly.

"Do you know the Vanguard Group?" Feng Yuqing asked.

Liu Hui was stunned. Was this some fake company that cheated the state out of subsidies?

The name sounded like it—all high-sounding and grand—but in reality, it was just for cheating subsidies. This group wasn't "vanguard" at all, had never "led," and might not even count as a group; it was just a shell company used as a white glove.

She shook her head, indicating she didn't know.

"That was twenty-two years ago... I heard it from my dad too." Feng Yuqing narrowed her eyes, "Sister Hui, don't tell anyone else. If you offend someone you can't afford to offend, I won't be able to protect you."

"Uh..."

"Knowing I had to go on a blind date, my dad specifically warned me, saying our two families were not a good match and it probably wouldn't work out. Just go take a look, consider it giving Aunt Qian some face."

Not a good match.

If it were a few days ago, Liu Hui would have thought that the young man was the one who couldn't climb high enough to match Feng Yuqing.

But now she knew very clearly whose family status was actually a bit lower.

"My dad was worried that my temper was too direct and I would provoke someone I shouldn't, so he told me a bit about what happened back then."

"It is said that twenty-two years ago, Aunt Qian got engaged behind her family's back, and the family was furious. That live-in son-in-law who acted first and reported later showed up wearing a dacron suit, and then..."

"Then what?" Liu Hui stared straight at Feng Yuqing.

"My dad didn't give specific details, just said that the live-in son-in-law was the fourth-largest shareholder of the Vanguard Group, and besides that, he had other identities... I won't tell you about those."

"Hmm?" Liu Hui was even more confused.

"Let's put it this way: the largest shareholder of Apple Inc. is the Vanguard Group."

"!!!"

"This group company is actually a fund, but it's different from domestic funds. As long as you invest, you are a shareholder; you can receive dividends and participate in decision-making," Feng Yuqing said. "Vanguard Group uses extremely complex means to become a major shareholder of various companies, whether you've heard of them or not."

"That..."

"Let's put it this way: every joint-stock company you can name has the shadow of Vanguard Group behind it. Even the entertainment group we are in has the shadow of Vanguard Group behind its major shareholders, but they don't even look at this little bit of 'mosquito meat' and have never shown their faces."

"!!!"

Liu Hui never expected that she had dealt with someone with such a massive background.

"There are other things I wanted to ask, but my father didn't say; he only said that if there is a chance to meet Ji Xiang's father, I must bow and salute respectfully, and pour tea and serve water for him."

"Heh." Liu Hui smiled awkwardly. Would Feng Yuqing pour tea?

"This father and son are truly interesting. Although I don't know what that live-in son-in-law did twenty-two years ago, just looking at Ji Xiang's style, one can sense the demeanor of those years."

"Then, about the matchmaking..."

"Matchmaking is about being well-matched in social status. I don't know what happened on that side to make Aunt Qian so anxious." Feng Yuqing bit her lower lip and said softly.

Her eyes were sparkling, and all she could think about was that young man.

As a Standardized Training Student, he scolded a top domestic Expert to shreds in a video, and he even knew about the inheritance of the Shanghai prison; he really is an interesting person.

Should she also study medicine?

Feng Yuqing pondered carefully.

Ji Xiang had no idea what was happening on that side. Tomorrow he would participate in the Provincial Hospital Medical System Competition. For the task issued by the system, Ji Xiang was reading.

As for the competition, it wouldn't be as serious as the postgraduate entrance exam; the scope of the exam was textbooks as tall as a person.

Since the review scope was provided, he just needed to memorize it.

To Ji Xiang, the questions were as simple as 1+1=2.

These past few days, Ji Xiang worked, studied, and went to the System Space to learn surgery from the System NPC; his progress was visible to the naked eye.

Time passed quickly, and Ji Xiang was well prepared.

The task stated that the higher the ranking, the more generous the reward, but Ji Xiang did not have high expectations for this.

As for first place, it wouldn't escape him.

The System Mall opened, but Ji Xiang was in no rush to buy an Endurance Potion.

Although his Urological Surgery was at Level 7 across the board, Ji Xiang learned from the System NPC that some surgeries could not be handled at Level 7.

And there were many such surgeries.

Even at Level 9, it still depended on luck.

Therefore, Ji Xiang saved his limited Surgical Points. If he encountered a disease in the future that required a higher level of surgical skill, it wouldn't be too late to exchange for a potion and train in the System Operating Room to improve.

As for now, just keep training and keep grinding.

Early in the morning, Ji Xiang finished breakfast and went to participate in the competition.

He could have gone to Nan Ke Yi Yuan to perform circumcisions on the weekend; Ji Xiang felt quite resentful about this.

Arriving at the hospital, he gathered at the entrance of Jiguan Lou.

The six Doctors and six Nurses participating in the competition arrived one after another. Ji Xiang stood quietly at the entrance of Jiguan Lou, still regretting that he couldn't perform circumcisions over the weekend.

His circumcision skill was at Level 9!

Not being able to perform surgery felt like wearing fine clothes in the dark.

"Tianjiao, I heard you published an article?" a Standardized Training Student asked Zhao Tianjiao.

Ji Xiang's ears twitched, and he listened carefully.

"It's nothing big, just an ordinary article in a 'Zhong' (China) series journal." Zhao Tianjiao tried to speak in as flat a tone as possible.

As for showing off, the more understated the show-off, the more superior it feels.

As Zhao Tianjiao spoke, his gaze landed on Ji Xiang.

The urge to compare is always there; everyone is young and at an age full of vigor.

Although they were not in the same department, when performing surgery, he occasionally heard Professor Deng mention Ji Xiang, and Zhao Tianjiao could sense Professor Deng's fondness for this "enemy."

He had been feeling disgruntled and planned to suppress Ji Xiang during the competition, and incidentally teach him how to behave!

However, Zhao Tianjiao was disappointed.

When Ji Xiang heard about the 'Zhong' series journal, his expression did not change in the slightest.

He must not know how difficult it is to publish in a journal starting with 'Zhonghua' (Chinese), Zhao Tianjiao thought with disdain.

Indeed, publishing articles had nothing to do with a Standardized Training Student. He also "borrowed" Professor Deng's light to get a first authorship.

Heh, Ji Xiang probably doesn't understand anything, and as for high-end data like Citation Count, he understands even less; it's a pity that a pearl is being cast before swine.

"That's amazing!" the classmate praised, "I heard that it might be required for promotion to intermediate level in the future. I don't know what's needed for promotion to Associate Senior Physician in our hospital."

Our hospital, Zhao Tianjiao felt disdain.

The number of people from this batch of Standardized Training Students who can stay is rare; who is "our hospital" with you.

"Why is there still one missing."

When the time came, a middle-aged man about 1.75 meters tall walked out of the office building. He wore glasses and had a scholarly air.

"Bai Chuzhang, one nurse is sick," the person from the Nursing Department said regretfully, "She really can't get out of bed and is on an IV drip."

(End of this chapter)