I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 283 - 125: Lu Xuan Is in Consultation Room 249 (Part 2)
"Once she leaves, we'll need to hire more people for the Traditional Chinese Medicine department. If any of you are interested, you should give it a try. Seriously, I don't know how else to convince you, but once you go there, you'll know what it means to hit the jackpot."
At this point, Ji Xiuwen paused and continued, "I'm serious. Over there, I have a chance to practice every day, and with Lu Xuan overseeing everything, that guy is so eager to share everything he knows with me.
I'm almost annoyed, wishing my brain were a portable hard drive, so I could just copy and paste everything he says.
Following him, you really can learn a lot."
Everyone was stunned.
"Really? Is that true?"
While everyone was taken aback by Ji Xiuwen's words, Zhao Xiaohui suddenly brought everyone back to reality: "Gu Huahua has sent a message in the group."
Two years ago, Gu Huahua wasn't a very diligent person. But after failing a course that year, he seemed to transform, becoming meticulous in his work. His grades improved steadily, and he became one of the top students in the class, surprising many people at the time.
No one expected that Gu Huahua, who had been failing, would become a top student in just over six months.
After Lu Xuan left Room 215, Gu Huahua felt a rush of excitement, unable to sit still.
He was so eager to share the news with others.
When he first received the offer to be transferred to the United South Chinese Medicine Association as Elder Zhang's assistant, he felt both proud and honored. Among his many classmates who came to Yong City for development, he was the only one to join the prestigious United South Chinese Medicine Association and become Elder Zhang's assistant.
He had mentioned this himself during a chat with his classmates.
Young people care about their reputation, and it's not just them—everyone does to some extent—but for young people, it's more so. He enjoyed the admiration he received from others in the group.
From that point on, he always thought he might be the most successful one in the future, become an attending physician, an associate chief Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor, or even a chief Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor.
If he could become Elder Zhang's student, one day entering the United South Chinese Medicine Association as a clinic physician wasn't out of the question.
He envisioned his future as Elder Zhang's assistant.
However, upon arriving at the United South Chinese Medicine Association, reality hit him hard.
Just one morning as an assistant was enough for him to realize that even as Elder Zhang's assistant, there was no shortcut to success.
Here, you had to rely on yourself entirely.
Furthermore, lacking talent meant that even if Elder Zhang was kind, he wouldn't accept a student without a solid foundation.
The morning's events were a huge blow to him.
But it was nothing compared to the impact of that afternoon's scene.
Ever since Lu Xuan left Room 215, Gu Huahua couldn't stop thinking about that familiar figure—Lu Xuan's composure and confidence while chatting with Elder Zhang, and Elder Zhang's generous praise of him.
Additionally, Elder Zhang mentioned recommending Lu Xuan for a position as a director of the Yong City Chinese Medical Association.
It was then that Gu Huahua realized the path that might take them ordinary people a lifetime to complete, Lu Xuan had accomplished in just over half a year.
Since graduating and coming to Yong City.
Gu Huahua had many plans for his future. He thought that maybe in a few decades, he could become a chief Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor, or at the very least, an associate chief was a feasible ambition. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
But he never thought he'd have the chance to practice at the United South Chinese Medicine Association.
Nor did he expect to join the Yong City Chinese Medical Association, even if just as a member.
It wasn't that he didn't want to; he just didn't dare to dream.
How many chief physicians are there in Yong City, and how many of them get to practice at the United South Chinese Medicine Association?
And how many can become a member of the Yong City Chinese Medical Association or even a director?
They were few and far between.
Gu Huahua never considered himself to be among them, nor did he think he had that kind of talent.
"Elder Zhang, I'm going to the restroom."
Gu Huahua stood up and said.
Zhang Jingcai had long noticed Gu Huahua's distracted behavior, especially since Lu Xuan left Room 215, when he just sat there in a daze, occasionally needing a reminder to fill in information.
But Zhang Jingcai did not mention it; if it were him in that situation, he'd probably be dazed as well.
After all, who would have thought that their classmate had become so accomplished—such a blow and shock would be enormous for any young person.
Zhang Jingcai could understand.
Because even he was stunned by Lu Xuan's vast knowledge.
Let alone Gu Huahua.
Seeing Gu Huahua wanting to go out and take a breath, Zhang Jingcai waved his hand and said, "Go on, but come back soon. We still need you to register the information here; handling stuff on the computer isn't as smooth for us older folks as it is for you youngsters."
Gu Huahua nodded instinctively, took a deep breath, and left the consulting room.
Gu Huahua went to the restroom, entered one of the stalls, took out his phone, found the group chat with his classmates, took a deep breath, and shared his discoveries of the day: "Is everyone wondering what Lu Xuan is doing at the United South Chinese Medicine Association?"
