A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1533 - 294: Like a Tiger with Wings, Making a Comeback (Part 2)
Until this day, the secretary knocked on the door and came in: "Secretary Zhong is outside, Mr. Qin wants to see you."
Yan Nanmo put down the pen in his hand, smiled and tidied his collar; "Let’s go."
The secretary glanced at him worriedly: "Prime Minister...."
Yan Nanmo laughed: "What’s there to be afraid of? Mr. Qin is not unreasonable."
But the secretary was inevitably worried, as rumors outside were quite unsettling.
Yan Nanmo went to see Mr. Qin, but none of this escaped the hidden eyes, stirring up all sorts of speculation.
After Yan Nanmo met Mr. Qin, he suspended his work on the pretext of recuperating, and handed his ongoing tasks to his deputy, leisurely returned home, claiming to be recuperating.
Yan Nanmo thus settled into a leisurely pace.
Isn’t this a roundabout way of sidelining him? Everyone thought Yan Nanmo was on the verge of being obliterated, given what happened with Yan Nanrong and Yan Nanxiao, the Yan Family’s prestige had greatly diminished. If Yan Nanmo fell, there wouldn’t be any capable people left aside from Yan Song.
Especially with the upcoming election, a crucial time, Yan Nanmo being suspended, what’s left for his future after all?
Meanwhile, the fence-sitters threw olive branches to the Dongfang Family, who were undeniably in the limelight. Qin was also the strongest candidate for succession.
Capital City appeared calm, but beneath the surface, turbulent currents threatened. A slightest misstep could lead to utter ruin.
Yan Nanmo had previously been too busy to spend time with Zhuang Xiyue. Now, with the newfound relaxation, of course he would spend quality time with Zhuang Xiyue. They traveled, watched operas, cultivated flowers, and thoroughly enjoyed their life together.
Yan Song had been abroad for three days, during which much had transpired with the Yan Family. Yet, Yun Ya tried in vain to contact him, sometimes feeling anxious, fearing something might have happened to him.
However, before she could dwell on it, Hospital 301 called. She had to assume her position after the delay.
Yun Ya went to the hospital today for a formal introduction, meeting the higher-ups there, while Wei Qing had already reported to the hospital on the fifth day after the New Year.
The hospital treated her like an expert, offering flexible time without regular hours. They even gave her an expert clinic, with Monday afternoons from three to five as clinic hours. Since its announcement, the appointment fees had skyrocketed, and scalpers demanded astronomical prices, reaching as high as ten thousand, with wealthy clients vying for spots.
The name Dr. Nyx was an absolute draw. Hospital 301 had no shortage of reputation but still needed star doctors to boost traffic. With fierce industry competition, especially in hospitals, a legendary expert like Dr. Nyx, renowned overseas, was sought by every hospital. When Hospital 301 managed to recruit Dr. Nyx, other hospitals were beating their chests in regret...
Of course, as the country’s top comprehensive hospital, Hospital 301 was home to various veteran experts—most were authorities in their fields, discontented with a foreign "genius doctor." Having toiled for years, they wondered why someone like Nyx could suddenly stand on equal footing with them?
Doctor’s office.
"I heard from the administration office that Dr. Nyx will come to the hospital today," said a doctor.
"Really?" The young intern looked at him with admiration: "Oh my God, I never thought I’d work in the same hospital as Dr. Nyx. Am I dreaming?"
Dr. Nyx was indeed a role model for many medical students, especially in clinical surgery. Having read his thesis collection, they were absolutely in awe.
"Pft, what’s so great about him? Just fame-seeking," remarked a man in his thirties, his face full of jealousy and defiance.
"If you can, have the hospital grant you an expert title too, then open a specialist clinic for you, with only two hours of clinic time a week, the rest at your leisure. Decide on surgeries as you please. Are hospital leaders fools to pay for a shrine?" The intern retorted sarcastically.
"Hmph... I’ll just wait and see how impressive this so-called Dr. Nyx truly is."
Just then, a young man peeked from outside, "Chen Xuan, come out."
The intern turned at the call and ran out immediately: "Dongfang? What do you want with me at this hour?"
"Quick, lend me your suit, I need to meet my idol." Dongfang Yunzhan said while tugging at his clothes.
Chen Xuan promptly grabbed his hand: "Are you forcibly taking it? Meet your idol? How come I didn’t know you had an idol?" Chen Xuan asked, puzzled.
"Don’t bother me, just lend me the outfit, I’ll return it later."
"Wait, wait." Chen Xuan suddenly had a spark of inspiration, "You don’t mean Dr. Nyx, do you? Are you really going to meet Dr. Nyx?" This fellow initially obsessed with Dr. Nyx transferred from pharmacology to clinical surgery, causing him to stay in school for grad studies despite already capable of graduating.
Dongfang Yunzhan replied impatiently: "It’s just borrowing clothes, don’t be so verbose, forget it if not." He turned to leave.
Chen Xuan hurriedly grabbed him: "Really, can you meet Dr. Nyx?"
Dongfang Yunzhan raised an eyebrow and glanced at him: "My doctoral supervisor is the deputy director’s junior here, meeting the deputy director today. What do you think?"
Chen Xuan quickly said: "Count me in, I’ll lend you the suit if you take me." He clasped his hands: "Please, please...."
Dongfang Yunzhan crossed his arms, smiling slyly: "Okay, but you need to add a Deyun Building feast."
A casual meal at Deyun Building costs thousands, ordinary people wouldn’t stand it, but Chen Xuan, a second-generation wealthy, was a connoisseur of fashion among school girls, hence Dongfang Yunzhan’s request to borrow clothes.
Chen Xuan gritted his teeth, decisively choosing to meet his idol over his allowance, money could be earned again, but opportunities to meet idols were rare.
"Dongfang Yunzhan, you got guts...." He gritted his teeth.
Dongfang Yunzhan chuckled craftily: "Hehe...."
Chen Xuan walked while undressing: "Don’t waste my time, hurry up...."
The car parked in the hospital’s underground lot, Yun Ya opened the door and stepped out, Wei Qing walked over with a smile: "Finally, you’re here."
Yun Ya smiled: "How have you been lately?"
Wei Qing looked tired but with bright eyes, full of spirit.
"Good." This was the hospital she had long dreamed of for further studies. Now that she’s here she seized learning every moment. Others, respecting her as Dr. Nyx’s assistant, wouldn’t trouble her but didn’t interact much either. However, kind doctors were willing to teach, allowing her to learn abundantly, absorbing experiences and knowledge like a sponge daily, striving to match Dr. Nyx’s assistant level.
They entered the elevator, Wei Qing pressed the top floor, speaking: "I saw the director before coming, he’s looking forward to your arrival. Actually, he’s never met you. Do you think he’ll be surprised seeing you?"
The internationally acclaimed Dr. Nyx could hardly be believed to be a young lady.
"Wait." As the elevator door was about to close, a hand suddenly stretched in, causing the door to reopen automatically.
