Summit Farmer
Chapter 1325 Special Talent_1

Chapter 1325: Chapter 1325 Special Talent_1

Lying in the hospital ward, Peter Brown spent the entire night sorting through the contents of his memory, especially the consciousness content of this parallel world. Now, he had gained more cognition about the situation of this world.

Although accompanied by a patient’s son, Peter still got a bed to sleep on. Lying in bed, he was also pondering what he should do after arriving here.

Ordinary people entering the mortal world probably wouldn’t retain their consciousness, and they would have to develop passively, with not many chances for success. But Peter was completely different. He knew that if he could become a top figure in any industry in this world, then he would pass the assessment. This wasn’t too difficult for him. Right now, what Peter wanted was to take advantage of his time here to reach the top. If he could indeed do so, Peter even felt that his assessment might progress to a new level, and his chances of achieving immortality would be even greater.

As he was absorbed in thought, the door of the room had already been opened, and the doctors walked in.

Peter had no choice but to get out of bed.

"Peter, how is the situation?" Director Green was the person most concerned about this. The incident that had happened in the hospital put him in a very passive position. A top doctor at his hospital declared someone dead who was then saved by a janitor—the news had spread everywhere. If they couldn’t handle this right, the hospital’s reputation was bound to be affected.

"The instruments show that the patient’s condition is very good."

The head nurse looked at the instruments with full amazement and spoke.

At this moment, Director Green also looked at the instruments, his mind filled with puzzlement.

Just then, Mr. Watson strode into the room, and a group of family members of the patient also arrived. In a moment, the ward was filled with people.

"Peter, what is the treatment for today?" Mr. Watson turned to look at Peter.

Glancing at the elderly man, Peter walked over and pricked him with a silver needle.

He had no choice. Right now, Peter had no internal strength and could only rely on the silver needle.

As Peter pricked with his finger, the elderly man, who had been sleeping soundly, opened his eyes.

"Today should be fine; I just need to remove the pack dressing," said Peter, as he stepped forward.

The head nurse was also observant and hurriedly stepped forward to help Peter with the procedure.

After the bandage was unwrapped, Peter casually threw away the dregs of the medicine, and then wiped the area with a cloth. Everyone’s eyes widened—the area that had surgery showed a scar which seemed to be healing exceptionally well.

How is this possible!

In just a night’s time!

Everyone felt their consciousness being struck.

At that moment, Peter secretly shook his head, disheartened that the medicine wasn’t strong enough, or else no scar would have appeared.

However, such an effect was also considered quite good.

"Alright, the patient should be able to be discharged," Peter concluded after a quick pulse check.

"Dad, how do you feel now?"

"I need to go to the Health Room." At that moment, the old man leaped up and then walked into the restroom.

Seeing the old man’s vibrant manner, everyone stood there, dumbfounded.

Impossible!

No one could believe that someone who was dead could recover so quickly, not even Mr. Watson who stood there, dumbstruck.

"Dad!"

The old man’s sons finally reacted at this point, all rushing toward the health room.

After a while, as soon as the old man walked out, he announced loudly, "I’m fine now, let’s go home."

It was evident that the old man had once held power; he spoke with a booming voice.

At that moment, Mr. Watson tightly grasped Peter’s hand and said, "Someone with your abilities really shouldn’t be sweeping floors; you’re so much better than many doctors."

These words made Doctor Wei’s face flush instantly.

Peter humbly said, "I just happen to know this much."

Mr. Watson turned to Director Green and stated, "Doesn’t the province have a policy for recognizing special talents? It’s a case of a talent emerging from the public. If your hospital doesn’t make use of such talent, I’ll recommend him elsewhere."

Director Green hastily replied, "Mr. Watson, rest assured, we do value such special talents, and we have an idea in mind. Considering Comrade Wang Xiaofei’s achievements in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, we plan to certify him as a sitting doctor for traditional Chinese medicine and list him as a special talent."

A doctor hesitated before saying, "He doesn’t have his practicing license yet."

Mr. Watson glanced at that doctor and instructed, "Director Green, you should oversee an assessment of his medical skills. Theory and such can come later. For those with practical abilities, it’s essential to get them certified before they can work."

Director Green quickly assured, "Mr. Watson, don’t worry, we’ll take care of it immediately."

"Good, Peter is talented, and such talent, even on a global scale, would be top-notch. You should focus on developing it."

Peter, listening to Mr. Watson’s words, knew this was his way of repaying him.

In truth, whether he had a license or not didn’t really matter to Peter. With such a successful treatment under his belt, was he worried about not having people come to him?

However, Peter was aware that being new here and lacking internal strength, having someone to support him was a good thing, and exactly what he wanted.

Looking at Mr. Watson, Peter said, "Thank you, Mr. Watson."

Patting Peter on the shoulder, Mr. Watson replied, "We should be the ones thanking you. Peter, after all this is over, I’ll take you out for a meal to express my gratitude."

At that moment, the old man looked at Peter with a face full of gratitude and said, "Comrade Peter, you are a capable person. If you need anything in the future, just come to me." He then had one of his family members give Peter his phone number.

Mr. Watson also handed Peter his business card and said, "Call me directly if you need anything."

Once the Morgan Family left the hospital, Director Green called Peter into his office.

Looking at Peter for a while, Director Green said, "Peter, there’s one thing we need to do now, and that’s to conduct a clinical examination. If you can cure another patient, it will make things easier for us to manage. Of course, this can be arranged to some extent. I will assign a patient with a less difficult condition."

Peter smiled and said, "Director, don’t worry. Many diseases are treatable; you can just assign any case."

Director Green hesitated for a moment, still not entirely clear on the extent of Peter’s medical skills, and asked, "What kind of diseases are you confident in treating?"

"Take me to the critical care ward. I’ll take a look; there shouldn’t be too many problems," Peter replied.

Director Green, thinking it over, realized this was indeed better. If Peter felt confident about a treatment, things would be easier to handle. He nodded slightly and added, "Don’t feel any pressure; these are all comrades from the hospital."

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