Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The curve at the corner of the dical organization representative’s lips deepened. “Thank you for sending Gu Mang to our dical organization. Oh, I heard that she also knows Chinese dicine, but still she ended up choosing our organization. I’m sure you know that our dical organization, including Academician Yu’s practice, all practice western dicine.”
The dical organization and Country Hua’s dical Association had had a bitter relationship for a long ti. Country Hua’s dical Association had been unable to hold their head up in all of the major dical competitions. Many diseases could be treated abroad, but the country was helpless.
It was just like the past century when Chinese dicine declined. It brought sha to Country Hua and was subsequently abolished. Even after a century and countless predecessors who worked hard to prove its usefulness, it was still utterly inadequate.
The other professors all looked on with furrowed eyebrows. They had already recruited the student. Must they continue to humiliate others? They didn’t notice that Gu Mang, who had walked to the door, stopped. She looked down, a chilling glare on her face.
Looking up, her eyelids lifted icily, her phoenix eyes wild and assertive.
“I didn’t know this was what it ant for to choose your organization.”
She spoke coldly and her voice was heard throughout the interview hall. In an instant, the temperature of the surrounding area dropped several degrees. Everyone froze as they looked to the side and watched Gu Mang slowly turn around.
There was no expression on her pretty and radiant face. Her eyes were dark and her lips were slightly curled. From head to toe, she exuded a stifling aura. She glared daggers at the dical organization’s representatives.
The dical organization’s representative beca tense. He lifted his chin slightly, looked at Gu Mang, and said, “Am I wrong? You know Chinese dicine but you still chose us.”
“Oh,” said Gu Mang, drawing out the word in a sinister manner.
The dical organization’s representative watched Gu Mang’s expression, frowned, and said coldly, “Besides, the rankings over the years are enough to show Western dicine is right. You also chose us”
“I chose you guys?” Gu Mang’s long eyelashes concealed her eyes as she chuckled. Then her eyes widened and she shot a cold glare at the representative, saying raffishly, “I didn’t know that.”
The representative’s expression beca grim as the corner of his lips tensed up. “Gu Mang, what do you an by that?”
Gu Mang was still laughing. She said in a light, slow and flippant manner, “I an, I’ll consider it.”
Hearing that, the man narrowed his eyes. “You’re going to reject us?!”
Gu Mang cocked her head to the side and gave a queer smirk. She stuffed her hands in her pockets and said casually with an air of audaciousness, “Yeah.”
The entire interview hall fell silent.
The dical organization’s representative’s expression imdiately beca ashen. After a long while, he finally said emphatically, “I advise you to think this over clearly. Don’t do anything you might regret!”
The others couldn’t help but want to persuade Gu Mang not to go against the dical organization. But it was futile.
Gu Mang raised an eyebrow and looked at Yang Tianming. Her voice was low and raspy with an unaffected coldness as she said, “Professor Yang, you are enrolling students into the Departnt of dicine at Capital University, right? What do you think of ?”
Eating crow. The representative from the dical organization was infuriated as he glared at Gu Mang. Yang Tianming stared at the girl, his hands trembled uncontrollably. It took a long while before he recovered.
When he spoke up, his voice was shaky. “Y-you are coming to Capital University?”
Gu Mang nodded. “Can’t I?”
“How is that possible?” Yang Tianming tried to steady his voice but it was too shaky. She suddenly decided on choosing their university.
He didn’t even dare entertain the thought of it.
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