The coffee table in the director's office, worth three hundred yuan, was to be deducted from Shen Qiang's salary. Shen Qiang had no objections to this.

Meanwhile, Shen Qiang admired Yongxi Zhong from the Golden Core Stage even more for his tolerance of beating, which far exceeded Shen Qiang's imagination.

At least under the previous intensity of attack, he only suffered superficial injuries.

Although Director Liu pretended not to have seen them fighting and never mentioned it, Shen Qiang's name was still at the bottom of the list of seven names posted on the wall.

In the first week of the probation period, the best performer was the fiercely tempered Geng Liang.

Ranked second was Ding Yuhuan.

Ranked third was that fat man.

Shen Qiang and Zhong Yongxi were ranked last and second to last, respectively.

Shen Qiang felt indifferent about this.

However, Ding Yuhuan was somewhat unconvinced, "Director Liu is being too capricious. Your speed is at least twice as fast as mine, and you handle patients with ease. Even though Zhong Yongxi was being provocative, even if you fought with him, you shouldn't be ranked last."

'

Shen Qiang smiled.

Actually, Shen Qiang himself understood that from the perspective of an ordinary doctor, fighting with Zhong Yongxi in the office meant a lack of calmness. If he continued to be impulsive, he could easily make the wrong judgments when facing critically ill patients.

So being ranked last was not something to blame on Director Liu. If Shen Qiang were in his position, he might not even bother giving a last rank, and would have simply told him to go home.

Yet Shen Qiang had no regrets.

After all, in that situation, if he had not taken any action, how could Shen Qiang call himself a man?

But the change in his behavior pattern at that time made Shen Qiang vaguely feel that something was slightly off.

Beyond that,

Being ranked last unexpectedly made Shen Qiang feel some pressure.

The probationary contract was for three months.

But everyone knew, who would stay and who would go would be decided within a month.

The other two months were essentially meaningless time.

And with only four weeks in a month, being ranked last in the first week meant that Shen Qiang needed to rank in the top three in the following three weeks to have a chance of staying.

If he continued to rank at the bottom,

then there would be no need for Shen Qiang to resign; the hospital would kick him out.

And that would mean losing the opportunity for guaranteed advancement studies.

Not to mention hoping for a position as a teaching assistant in the Medical University Affiliated hospital, returning to school to mentor the younger disciples, or getting a chance with the crush-worthy black-stockinged beauty teacher from before.

And among the seven doctors on trial at the Medical University Affiliated hospital, not a single one was weak.

Any of them could be the elite that hospitals like Bikang would have to offer a very high salary to attract.

So the competitive pressure over the next three weeks seemed quite high, but the more this was the case, the more it ignited Shen Qiang's fighting spirit.

8:30 PM.

Xu Nan called Shen Qiang to confirm the visit to the Zhong Family Medical Hall the next day.

Receiving confirmation from Shen Qiang that he would indeed go, Xu Nan said he would briefly handle the Wan Xin and Sheng affairs before coming.

Shen Qiang maintained his usual composure, "Oh, if you're free, come by; if not, don't force it."

The next day, Sunday.

Shen Qiang, who had woken up a bit early, went to the downstairs planting garden.

By this time, the planting garden had already been cleaned up by Jin Chan.

But it still looked devastated.

The Mo Yunzhi and Blood Ganoderma, which had been thriving, had suffered heavy losses due to Shen Qiang's earth-shattering Foundation Establishment.

It seemed impossible to return them to their original state without one or two months' time.

While Shen Qiang stood scratching his head in the planting garden,

At the Zhong Family Medical Hall nearby, adorned in ancient charm, there was already a hustle and bustle of activity.

Dozens of neatly dressed disciples, under the supervision of a dignified middle-aged man, carefully wiped every nook and corner.

With a bandaid on his nose and dressed in tidy traditional Han attire, Zhong Yongxi walked confidently and spiritedly from inside to the lobby.

Seeing him emerge, the dignified middle-aged man slightly smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, everyone has their expertise. Speaking of surgery, that Shen kid is indeed very skilled, but surgery isn't your specialty. Your strongest skill is in acupuncture techniques, so that Shen kid can't possibly beat you."

Zhong Yongxi's face, now devoid of any angry, anxious, or shameful expressions, and with a calm demeanor, raised his eyebrows and said, "Uncle is right, I'm not nervous at all now. As long as Shen Qiang dares to show up today, I will make sure he gets a proper showcase of our Zhong family's Small Leaf Plum Blossom Acupuncture Technique."

The dignified middle-aged man said, "Good luck, I know you can do it. As the 39th descendant of the Zhong Family Medical Hall, you've always performed very well. It's just that your father, fearing your early fame and arrogance, has always been holding you back."

"But now you can stand on your own. It's time for the medical families in the Cultivation World to reacquaint themselves with you."

Zhong Yongxi smiled casually and replied, "Uncle, rest assured. I will definitely not tarnish the prestige of our Zhong Family Medical Hall."

The dignified middle-aged man smiled and said, "Hmm, I have great confidence in your abilities. I've wanted to push you forward and measure you against the heirs of other medical families for a while now, but there hasn't been a suitable opportunity. That Shen kid just happened to run into the line of fire."

"So this time, not only must you win, but you must win beautifully, to serve as a warning to the heirs of other medical families and to show them your prestige."

Zhong Yongxi respectfully replied, "Uncle, don't worry. Yongxi will surely make them remember today firmly."

The dignified middle-aged man nodded and said, "Remember, a man fights for a breath of air, a Buddha for a stick of incense. In this deceitful and survival-of-the-fittest Cultivation World driven by self-interest, the only way you can tread anywhere without being bullied is to show your capabilities."

"As long as your medical skill is good, as long as your acupuncture technique is proficient, wherever you go, those you meet will regard you differently because they are unsure when they might need your help."

Zhong Yongxi respectfully replied, "I understand. Please rest assured, Uncle. I will definitely prove my worth and make everyone in the Cultivation World look up to me."

The dignified middle-aged man nodded, "That's good to know. Go have some breakfast, rest a bit, stay fresh and wait for that stepping stone named Shen to come. This place will then be your stage to soar."

Zhong Yongxi nodded respectfully.

At that moment, a neatly dressed young man rushed in and said, "A guest has arrived."

The dignified man's eyes lit up and he said, "Yongxi, take some time to rest. Leave the hosting to me."

Moments later, at the entrance of the Zhong Family Medical Hall, rang out the hearty laughter of the dignified man, "Hahaha, honored guests, indeed! Who would have thought, it's the brother from the Mountain City Zhan family renowned in Huaxia for their Spiritual Medicine. Please, come in, come in!"

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.