I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s-Chapter 670 - 669

Given Wang Wenfei’s personality, it was absolutely impossible for her to back down. However, she saw Brother Yun Qing coming from afar. If she were to make a scene now, it would certainly draw attention and make her a laughingstock.

Therefore, Wang Wenfei swallowed her pride, not demanding the two to step aside, and squeezed through their gap.

This almost made Wang Wenfei, who was spoiled growing up, burst a lung in frustration. As a result, she truly resented these two women!

This anger must be vented!

Wang Wenfei was holding her breath until she nearly spat blood. If this wasn’t resolved, she would certainly end up sick.

Beisitian also saw Fei Yunqing coming in and understood why Wang Wenfei left, but Luo Jiali was clueless. Since when did this spoiled young lady with a sickness in her head learn to endure?

Beisitian nudged her mouth toward the entrance, and having seen them together before, Luo Jiali understood—it was the power of love!

This man was a very handsome and promising figure. Hopefully he’s not unlucky enough to marry this woman, or he’d have the worst luck imaginable.

"How do you know her?"

The two asked in unison, unable to suppress their laughter afterward.

Luo Jiali had some conflict with her while parking. Her reversing skills were somewhat poor, so she found a larger spot to park—two parking spaces.

Because she took up more space while parking, when Wang Wenfei arrived, the space was a bit tighter. Her skills weren’t that great either, and after failing to park several times, passerby laughed at her. So she blamed Luo Jiali, saying it was because she took too much space.

Luo Jiali absolutely refused to accept this. She had indeed taken some extra space, but plenty was left. The failure to park resulted solely from Wang Wenfei’s skills being lacking.

This is how the two grew to dislike each other.

Beisitian was speechless. This woman was a troublemaker, causing issues wherever she went. No wonder she always had a scowl—it’s bad for the kidneys to be angry all the time, something she herself, being a Mystic Doctor, surely should understand.

For the two, this was merely a small episode. Such a person wasn’t worth much attention, but they knew that a woman like her surely bore grudges. Especially having backed down for love, she would surely find ways to retaliate.

"Let’s stick together for now; our opponents are from the Yunquan School," Luo Jiali said with sarcasm.

She said this because she feared Beisitian would suffer; despite having a good relationship with the Wei Family, the Wei Family surely wouldn’t want to offend the Yunquan School over her.

From Beisitian and Tian Zhi hanging out alone, it was evident—if the Wei Family valued them, they wouldn’t let the two go unattended.

The Luo Family in Shanghai was considered a prominent medical family, lacking Mystic Doctors, thus not restricted by the Yunquan School. Therefore, even if Luo Jiali offended them, she wasn’t afraid.

Notice how Luo Cheng and Luo Xiaohui didn’t say anything? Anyway, as long as Luo Jiali didn’t suffer, they stayed out of it—it’s just squabbles among girls and won’t escalate.

The group continued shopping until after four in the afternoon, encountering numerous Xuan Talismans with varied effects and types. This was because, though everyone’s talisman-making techniques were similar, the level of mastery and the kinds and amounts of herbal medicine integrated differed greatly.

"The most was twenty-one kinds of herbal medicine infused!" Tian Zhi had been watching, only to find that those infused with herbal medicine maxed out at twenty-one kinds, not as good as Brother Xun, let alone Brother Yuan.

Word was that Brother Yuan could now infuse almost forty kinds, a great breakthrough for him.

Since becoming an apprentice, Wei Zhongxun’s master forbade him to rely on talisman mediums, urging him to strive toward Spiritual Talisman success.

Wei Zhongxun always felt unable; achieving Spiritual Talisman was distant for most.

But after Beisitian gave him a summary of the Mystic Doctor Talisman Scripture, things felt different. The summary suited his situation perfectly, not just stirring his longing for the scripture but touching him with Beisitian’s genuine care for him. He couldn’t let her expectations go unfulfilled.

Later, Wei Zhongxun put real effort into pursuing Spiritual Talisman, so his herbal medicine integration stayed at the level of when he used talisman mediums.

In this massive exchange meeting, herbal medicine integration topped out at twenty-one types, which Tian Zhi found somewhat unacceptable.

What Tian Zhi didn’t know was that entering this circle, the people he encountered had very high starting points, thus broadening his perspective. More so, these figures were only first-day statistics; many hadn’t arrived yet.

"Where are you staying?" Beisitian asked.

"We found a nearby residential area, paid a month’s rent, used our own belongings, and drove about twenty minutes. Very convenient," Luo Jiali chuckled.

"That’s very convenient indeed. After the exchange meeting ends, come visit me at home," Beisitian said, smiling.

Luo Jiali knew she was inviting Luo Cheng and Luo Xiaohui, for she often visited there, agreeing with a smile immediately.

Once they left, Beisitian and Tian Zhi drove home. With Tian Zhi’s speed, it would take at least forty minutes.

As soon as Beisitian arrived home, the Wei Zhongyuan brothers followed closely behind.

"Why back so early?" Beisitian asked, puzzled.

Wasn’t the Wei Family specially invited guests?

Wei Zhongxun knew what she wanted to ask, shrugged, and said, "The notion of special guests merely means slightly better treatment than average families, not particularly special."

Attending the exchange meeting alongside Wei Zhongyuan proved deeply unexciting, and there were constant attempts to pry into Wei Zhongyuan’s secrets, truly tiresome.

That evening, Beisitian crafted some very simple Xuan Talismans, intending to exchange them at the meeting tomorrow—not going would be a waste.

Wei Zhongxun reminded her, "Master, if you make a splash, you’ll have to participate in the competition in the last three days, or else people might suspect you or our Qingyu School has issues."

Upon returning, Tian Zhi shared the naming news with Wei Zhongxun. Qingyu wasn’t hard to listen to, was catchy, and was a good choice.

Having a name made Wei Zhongxun’s sense of belonging intensify immediately—different from the time before they had one.

The next day, they went separately again. As soon as they arrived, they noticed yet another dispute, this time with people they recognized.

The arguing sides were none other than Little Yu Zhu and a girl she knew. Because they were two small girls, not many people noticed.

No one knew the cause of their quarrel, but it was clear Little Yu Zhu was the disadvantaged one, her small face flushed with anger.

On coming closer, the girl could be heard sneering and mocking Little Yu Zhu, saying people like her only went for garbage schools like Qingyu School.

Trash people go to trash places!