Perspective Medical Genius Young Master
Chapter 152: The Persistent Old Man

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: The Persistent Old Man

"The notification from above, how high up does it come from?"

Seeing Tang Weixing’s secretive appearance, Qiu Shaobin curled his lips.

"Principal Tan personally instructed me! Otherwise, do you think Xiao Yifei could join our department so easily? You must know our department is one of the best at Yanjing Medical University!"

Qiu Shaobin, noticing that Tang Weixing seemed somewhat skeptical of his words, couldn’t help feeling a bit anxious, "Do you think I would lie to you? In our entire hospital, the number of people who have the authority to make such a special appointment doesn’t exceed five, and I certainly don’t have the power to make that decision!"

Qiu Shaobin hung his head and pondered for a moment, realizing that Tang Weixing might indeed have a point. But he still shook his head like a rattle, "Are you talking about that woman, Tan Yun? Impossible, impossible!"

"Although Tan Yun is a bit harsh and sharp, I still understand her character. She would never do something that favors personal relationships under the guise of public interest. Besides, the Tan Family is so powerful that any mid-level job they pick would pay more than our school’s teachers. No, no! She definitely wouldn’t do that!"

Qiu Shaobin said with wide eyes, and he couldn’t help shrinking his neck when he mentioned Tan Yun, indicating that this woman named Tan Yun was indeed not easy to deal with if even the old stubborn Qiu Shaobin, who was usually fearless at Yanjing Medical University, was afraid of her.

"I also thought it impossible! I couldn’t believe it at first, but this notification was indeed personally handed to me by Principal Tan. Look, here’s the document! I only received it last night!"

Tang Weixing said with a bitter face, handing over the document that Tang Yun had given him the previous night to Qiu Shaobin.

"This is truly strange! It really is her document."

Qiu Shaobin frowned in confusion. Given his age, it wasn’t inappropriate to call Tan Yun, who had just turned forty, a "young girl."

"So, Qiu, you can rest assured! Principal Tan said that this new young man is truly capable. If it weren’t so, I would certainly be the first to disagree!"

Tang Weixing, finding his attempts to reassure Qiu Shaobin ineffective, steeled his heart and said directly, "Qiu, we could do this: Let’s see what this kid is made of. If he really is a soft egg who got in through the back door, I’ll go straight to Principal Tan with you! Our department doesn’t need teachers who mislead students!"

Qiu Shaobin glared at Tang Weixing, "You’re saying this!"

"I am!"

Tang Weixing said decisively, lifting his head.

"Good! That’s more like it!" Qiu Shaobin nodded emphatically, "That’s the spirit!"

"Now, Qiu, maybe you can go get ready for your class. Always staying in my office isn’t ideal, right?"

Tang Weixing said with some resignation, speaking meekly to Qiu Shaobin.

"What! You think my staying in your office is in your way, is that it?" Qiu Shaobin’s eyebrows shot up, looking somewhat domineering.

"No, no! Not at all! How would I dare?" Frightened, Tang Weixing waved his hands in denial, having no way to handle Qiu Shaobin.

"Xiao Tang, go check when that new kid’s next class is. Whatever the case, I must get a sense of what he’s really like, so he doesn’t tarnish our Medical College’s reputation!"

It seemed that Qiu Shaobin was a bit annoyed that Tang Weixing had earlier seemed to imply he was overstaying in the office, and now he stopped calling him Dean Tang, instead addressing him as "Xiao Tang" out of seniority.

"The latest class I have, let me see, Surgery, seems like it’s the third and fourth periods today, a major class! It’s in the Medical Building Classroom 305."

Tang Weixing couldn’t help but smile wryly as he flipped through the professor schedule and told Qiu Shaobin.

"I’ll go take a look!"

Qiu Shaobin was truly a man of action. He glanced at his watch, realized that it was almost time for class to start, immediately stood up, and dashed out of the dean’s office with urgency. His agile figure didn’t show the slightest sign of his age, well past sixty.

Watching Qiu Shaobin’s retreating back, Tang Weixing shook his head with a rueful smile.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yifei, whom Qiu Shaobin was eagerly thinking about, had just begun climbing the stairs of the Medical Building. He looked around at this place that was both familiar and strange, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

"Sigh."

Xiao Yifei let out a profound sigh. When he looked up again, he found himself in front of Classroom 305 in the Medical Building. Xiao Yifei peeked through the window and saw that there was no class during the first period in this classroom, so he stepped inside and sat down in the last row.

Surgery as a subject is specialized, so it’s usually offered to juniors and seniors in the university. The clinical (3) (4) class that Xiao Yifei was about to teach today consisted of juniors. Xiao Yifei bowed his head slightly and flipped through the textbook for the subject, finding that although it was different from the textbook from his year, it was largely the same.

Seeing this, Xiao Yifei let go of some of his anxiety. He was worried that the textbook had been revised too much and that what he had learned would be completely useless. Now it seemed that he had been needlessly anxious.

Even though Xiao Yifei’s academic performance had slacked during the latter part of his university days and wasn’t as excellent as before, his grades were still good. After all, Yanjing Medical University was known for its strict academic atmosphere and for training future doctors; they couldn’t afford to be careless. It could be said that students fresh from Yanjing Medical University were filled with spirit and a sense of medical ethics, but two or three years after graduating, that might not be the case anymore.

Xiao Yifei had been praised by patients at Shangjing People’s Hospital for his noble medical ethics, not because he was exceptional in any way, but simply because he never forgot his original aspirations.

Just as Xiao Yifei was sitting in the last row quietly looking at the textbook, someone suddenly patted him from behind.

"Hey, bro! How come you’re here so early! You’re even early for Surgery; you’re really a diligent student, aren’t you? Haven’t you had enough torment from Teacher Shen yet?"

A clear voice rang out, and Xiao Yifei turned his head to see a lanky boy making faces at him.

"Bro, you look unfamiliar. You’re not from our Clinical (3) class, are you? Although the university groups us by dorms, it’s been at least three years, and I more or less know the people in our class. You look unfamiliar; you must be from (4) class!"

The lanky boy seemed very outgoing and didn’t show any shyness as he started chatting with Xiao Yifei.

"I guess you’re not a very active member in (4) class either, otherwise I wouldn’t find your face so unfamiliar. But man, you sure are handsome. Do you just bury your head in your books all day? Studying all day is kind of a waste of that handsome face!"

The lanky boy chatted away, smacking his lips as he appraised Xiao Yifei.

"Sigh, what’s going on? It’s normal for us to come late, but why hasn’t Teacher Shen arrived today?"

Just as the lanky boy finished speaking and before Xiao Yifei could respond, he frowned and looked around.

Teacher Shen was the teacher who had previously taught them Surgery.