"Principal, who is this person?"
After Chen Zhenxing left, Lu Jiu asked Shen Congwei.
"He is the director of the Jinling Health Commission, the organizer of this conference. The acupuncturist from abroad, De Hans, was also invited by him. He is very capable and has a good attitude towards Chinese dicine. He’s a leader who gets things done," Shen Congwei said with a smile.
Lu Jiu nodded, "Does our health commission have contact with the international Chinese dicine community?"
Shen Congwei replied, "Not really, at first there was no interaction. It started at the beginning of the three-year epidemic, after the dostic situation was stabilized and outbreaks began overseas. We provided dical supplies to other countries, and Jinling connected with countries such as De Hans."
"Over ti, naturally, connections were made. But as we kept sending supplies, they applied for us to moderately reduce aid in masks and dical equipnt, instead asking us to send more needles and Chinese dicine. That’s how we learned that many traditional Chinese dicine clinics in De Hans were in serious shortage of the finest needles and Chinese dicine."
"The acupuncturist skilled in the Five Elents Acupuncture Technique also established a relationship with us during the epidemic. This ti, he ca to attend the conference, likely to repay the aid provided during the epidemic."
There was such a story behind it.
Lu Jiu had also participated in the support action during the epidemic.
However, he had supported dostic cities and hadn’t paid much attention abroad.
During that period, because of his outstanding ability, he was always on the front line, with little ti to rest, so he didn’t care where the national supplies were sent.
After they successfully checked in, the three of them put down their luggage and took a simple rest for half an hour before heading downstairs for dinner.
In the cafeteria, quite a few people gradually arrived.
Among them were many old acquaintances of Huang Fusheng and Shen Congwei.
This Traditional Chinese dicine Intangible Cultural Heritage Conference saw the attendance of many excellent Chinese dicine practitioners from Jinling. So couldn’t attend due to professional reasons—hospitals can’t be short-staffed for long.
As the principal of Jinling Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine, Shen Congwei was a significant figure here.
Huang Fusheng needs no further ntion; who doesn’t recognize a National Master of Chinese dicine?
However, the young man sitting beside them, eating, Lu Jiu, made many people quite surprised.
To sit at the sa table with these two, one must either be a highly regarded young talent or a relative.
Upon conversation, they discovered that Lu Jiu was actually Huang Fusheng’s student.
This revelation attracted the attention of many in the cafeteria to Lu Jiu.
Being so young and already a student of Huang Fusheng ant his future achievents would surely be significant.
His talent was undoubtedly exceptional, as being chosen by soone like Huang Fusheng, a National Master, ant he had extraordinary abilities.
Given his talent, connections wouldn’t be in short supply either. With effort, his future achievents were almost certain.
"Zhijie, do you want to go play ball after dinner? I just asked a waiter, they have a floor dedicated to a gym here, with basketball and badminton courts," soone suggested.
"No, the conference starts tomorrow. I need to organize the learning problems I’ve encountered tonight so I can ask the speakers tomorrow," Zhijie responded.
"Do you really need to work so hard? Among us graduate students, you have the best grades and are the only one who can handle more complex and difficult issues. Take a break, no one can catch up with you," the friend insisted.
"Alright, but I’ll only play for an hour," Zhijie finally agreed.
"Hey, that’s the spirit. Balance is the right way... Wait, isn’t that Elder Huang and the Principal?"
Xu Zhijie followed his friend’s gaze and looked towards a table in the cafeteria. But as he focused on Huang Fusheng and Shen Congwei, his gaze involuntarily shifted to another person.
His eyes squinted slightly, surprised.
Lu Jiu!
Didn’t he leave Jinling?
Why is he back?
And he’s sitting between the Principal and Elder Huang.
Could it be that the Principal went to his hotown to invite him back?
"Who’s that? Why do they seem familiar with the Principal and Elder Huang?"
While picking dishes from their trays, they kept glancing in that direction.
Xu Zhijie replied seriously, "His na is Lu Jiu, my classmate. We were in the sa class before."
The friend was curious, "You know him? What’s his relationship with the Principal?"
Xu Zhijie said, "No relationship. The Principal just likes him."
Likes him?
No relationship, yet favored by the Principal? It must an his dical skill is impressive.
"How were his grades in your class?"
Although reluctantly, Xu Zhijie admitted the truth, "Better than mine."
The friend was surprised, "Better than you? Strange, how co I don’t rember him among our graduate cohort?"
Xu Zhijie explained, "He didn’t take the exams. In the final term of his fifth year, the Principal made an exception and allowed him to diagnose at Jinling Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine."
What!?
Not even graduated from university, yet allowed to diagnose at Jinling Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine?
You’ve got to be kidding. Even in small cities, you need a graduate degree to get into hospitals.
How could a bachelor’s degree get you into Jinling Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine, let alone diagnosing there?
"Why did the Principal make an exception?"
Xu Zhijie explained, "In his second and third years, he could already diagnose independently. During the epidemic, he perford exceptionally, and many ntors gave him high evaluations during his internship. Naturally, the Principal made an exception."
The friend imdiately understood, "Family training?"
Xu Zhijie nodded.
In fact, he was also family-trained.
However, when it ca to talent, he indeed couldn’t compare to Lu Jiu.
Though he had so competitive spirit, when facing soone you can never surpass, especially as the gap widens, the desire naturally diminishes.
"Then why have I never seen him at Jinling Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine?"
Xu Zhijie replied, "He resigned and returned to his hotown last year."
What?
"What’s the story? Did sothing happen at ho?"
Xu Zhijie shook his head, "I don’t know. Maybe."
Even he couldn’t understand why Lu Jiu suddenly left Jinling Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine.
But his departure did allow Xu Zhijie to breathe a sigh of relief.
They were in the sa school and sa hospital.
Inevitably, there was a sense of rivalry.
Even if he didn’t want to, others would still compare them.
Xu Zhijie didn’t like the feeling of losing.
But throughout university, he kept losing.
He thought he’d continue to be overshadowed by Lu Jiu in his future work.
Yet, Lu Jiu unexpectedly left.
For so reason, when this lifelong adversary left, Xu Zhijie didn’t feel particularly happy.
However, seeing him again today, Xu Zhijie still wasn’t happy.
Because he always regarded Lu Jiu as a rival he had to surpass, yet Lu Jiu never seed to pay him any attention.
After finishing picking their dishes, they found a place with many familiar faces to sit.
"Where have you two been? We’ve nearly finished our al already," said soone at the table, toothpick in mouth, as they watched Xu Zhijie and his friend sit down.
"Ah, Zhijie was reading in the room, and I lost track of ti playing gas," the friend explained.
"Zhijie’s amazing, carrying dical books everywhere. No wonder he’s already a key mber of our internal dicine departnt even before graduation. The diligence is impressive," praised another.
"Give him another ten years, and Zhijie will surely be a strong contender for the internal dicine director!"
"For sure."
"Zhijie, here’s so gossip for you two—see over there, the one sitting next to the Principal about our age. Know who he is? He’s the newly accepted student of Huang Fusheng, Elder Huang. Not like the teachers we have in school; he’s like a true apprentice from ancient tis. It’s amazing to have a National Master of Chinese dicine as your teacher at such a young age. I’m envious!"
Xu Zhijie had just taken a bite when he froze.
Lu Jiu, he beca Elder Huang’s student!?
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