The result of the consultation was that they parted on bad terms.

However, the patient's surgery had been scheduled for nine in the morning the next day. At that time, Shen Qiang would participate in the surgery to complete a duodenectomy; if successful, the reward would be two hundred thousand.

He returned home.

It was already dark outside.

The thousand-year-quality Blood Ganoderma in his care had grown significantly under Shen Qiang's nurture.

Standing on the rooftop, Shen Qiang walked to the edge and leaned against the railing, looking out at the Provincial City lights scattered through the night.

He felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

"Qingxuan, can you keep me company and chat for a while?"

Hearing Shen Qiang's voice, Qingxuan's crisp, pleasant voice resounded in Shen Qiang's mind: "Master, Qingxuan obeys."

Such a response instantly quenched Shen Qiang's interest in chatting, so he said indifferently, "I consider you a friend, but you treat me as your master, so we can't really talk. I don't need an echo."

After a moment of silence, Qingxuan said softly, "Master, traditions must not be abandoned, you are the heir to the Medical Saint, with a noble status..."

"Enough," Shen Qiang interrupted helplessly: "Actually, I've been a bit troubled lately. Those guys in the hospital, always scheming against each other, I'm completely tired of it."

After another moment of silence, Qingxuan said softly, "Where there are people, there is strife; where there is strife, there is Jianghu."

Shen Qiang laughed, "That makes me think of martial arts dramas."

Qingxuan responded with some surprise, "What are martial arts dramas?"

Shen Qiang laughed, "Well, it's about a bunch of people practicing their cultivation, then fighting each other. Usually, the protagonist's family will be wiped out, and then after continual cultivation eventually..."

"Avenges their family and kills all the enemies?" Qingxuan asked.

Shen Qiang laughed, "Not at all, most of those villains in martial arts dramas don't end up killed by the hero, but instead they perish because they try to harm others and end up harming themselves. In martial arts, the heroes stand for the country and the people, how could they possibly respond to violence with violence?"

"They prefer to win people over with virtue. Standing in front of the great villain, they verbally criticize saying, 'this is wrong, that is wrong,' and then the villain either turns over a new leaf, or tries to harm others again and ends up harming themselves."

Qingxuan giggled in his mind: "At first, Qingxuan thought Master was talking about the Immortal Realm, but in this world, there isn't such a thing as winning people over with virtue."

"The premise for you to talk about reason is that you have enough strength to make the enemy sit down and discuss. If you don't have enough strength, the enemy will just 'One Slash' you."

Shen Qiang laughed, "Talking with you is quite interesting. So tell me, what do you think of me as a person?"

After a moment of silence, Qingxuan said, "Master possesses a noble spirit; compassionate and lofty in aspirations..."

"Speak plain," Shen Qiang interrupted.

Qingxuan hesitated and then said, "Master, the heart of a doctor is like that of a parent, offering remedies for the world, you truly are a good person of the highest order."

Shen Qiang laughed, "I've killed quite a few people lately; don't you think I'm ruthless and brutal?"

Qingxuan was taken aback, then said in astonishment, "Master is a highly esteemed heir to the Medical Saint, not to mention mere mortals, even princes and nobles, if you find one displeasing and cut them down, would anyone dare to criticize?"

"Besides, for those scoundrels who fully commit to evil deeds, how can justice not be served if they are not killed?"

Qingxuan's answer relieved some of the pressure that had been building in Shen Qiang's heart, then he said, "You're not saying those things just to cheer me up, are you?"

"Please be assured, Master, every word Qingxuan speaks is sincere, with not a shred of deceit."

Shen Qiang laughed and said, "That's good. Even if nobody else is around, at least you are with me. Alright, I've decided to have a good sleep tonight and not do any cultivation."

"I wish Master a successful surgery tomorrow."

...

Shen Qiang, who had not done any cultivation, had a very good sleep that night.

He got up the next morning.

As usual, Shen Qiang changed into sportswear, put on sneakers, took his wallet and went downstairs.

The elevator stopped on the seventh floor.

Shen Qiang then looked on in astonishment as the delicately dressed Su Xiaonuan walked in.

"What are you staring at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?" Su Xiaonuan saw Shen Qiang's astonished gaze and couldn't help but frown and say.

Shen Qiang laughed, "You live on the seventh floor?"

Su Xiaonuan nodded, but then suddenly sneezed, and then said somewhat awkwardly, "I think I might have caught a cold. Do you live above?"

Shen Qiang smiled, the B-type influenza virus from the Plague Source instantly rose into the air, and upon a brief contact, he immediately confirmed that Su Xiaonuan indeed had the B-type flu.

Silently finding the corresponding antibody, he gave some to Su Xiaonuan and after curing her cold, Shen Qiang said, "Yes, just above."

When the elevator reached the first floor, the visibly improved Su Xiaonuan walked out while saying in a delicate voice, "I heard that yesterday, the head of General Surgery and your Oncology department's Director Wu, got into a fight over letting you perform a surgery?"

Shen Qiang responded indifferently, "Just a little friction, they thought I was more suitable for today's surgery than that expert."

Su Xiaonuan frowned and said, "I heard that you're eyeing that two hundred thousand surgery fee."

Shen Qiang laughed, "For the same job, if I can do it better, then that money is the payment I deserve. Saying that I'm eyeing that money sounds too unpleasant."

Su Xiaonuan laughed, "You seem very confident. Do you really think you can get that money?"

"Of course, I'm the best," Shen Qiang said as a matter of course.

Su Xiaonuan laughed while shaking her head, "Unless my dad has gone crazy, otherwise..."

Just then, the professional basketball player who had already made an appearance the previous day suddenly piped up and said, "Hey, beauty."

Su Xiaonuan frowned, ignored him, and turned to walk away, bringing her very close to Shen Qiang.

So close that Shen Qiang could not only smell the faint fragrance of Su Xiaonuan but even clearly feel her body temperature.

Shen Qiang couldn't help but slow down to let her go first.

Only, he didn't expect that just as Su Xiaonuan passed by,

The tall and burly professional basketball player suddenly blocked Shen Qiang's path and looked down at him, saying, "Hey, kid, didn't you hear me talking to you yesterday?"

Shen Qiang frowned.

The Plague Source within him activated at once.

Crowds of B-type flu virus instantly infected the tall and burly professional basketball player. After calculating the timing, Shen Qiang said with a smile, "Do you want to hit on that girl?"

The eyes of the professional basketball player immediately widened.

But before he could speak, Shen Qiang already laughed, "With your handsome and dashing appearance, it's easy to woo her, trust me. If you now turn around and flash her a smile, she'll fall for you."

"Really?" The player looked uncertain.

Shen Qiang laughed, "My sister, would I not understand her?"

Hearing this, the player's eyes instantly lit up, "Ah, she's your sister, no wonder you two came out together."

At that moment, Su Xiaonuan who had walked ahead turned back upon seeing that Shen Qiang hadn't followed.

With his eyes curved in a smile, Shen Qiang said, "Trust me, turn around now, smile at her, and she's sure to fall in love with you."

The player immediately turned his head and smiled at Su Xiaonuan, but as soon as his smile appeared, he suddenly let out a thunderous sneeze.

Achoo!

The player, with two streams of snot hanging from his mouth, was stunned by the look of disdain and contempt in Su Xiaonuan's eyes.

Afterwards, Shen Qiang, with his eyes curved in laughter, and Su Xiaonuan started jogging together.

"That guy was so disgusting!" Su Xiaonuan said seriously as she jogged alongside Shen Qiang.

Shen Qiang laughed.

Thinking about stepping on others' toes to show off, how could he not pay a price?

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