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Chapter 2683 Qin Wenbin: All crows are black!

Just as I was feeling incredibly bored, a deep, resonant voice suddenly came from the study again.

"Wenbin!"

"Master's wife, then I..."

"Go on, go on! I can see you can't sit still here. Xiao Jiang and I can have a private chat!" Yang Yuting waved her hand with a smile.

Qin Wenbin then took the inkstone to the study.

"teacher!"

The study was simply furnished, but the only eye-catching thing was the large number of books, including all kinds of medical books, from domestic to foreign, and from traditional Chinese medicine to Western medicine.

"Dragon Tail?" Jiang Defu, who was writing, looked up and glanced at it.

"Take a look~"

"Hmm, the texture is quite good; it is indeed a top-quality Longwei inkstone!" He stroked the patterns on the inkstone and gave a rather professional evaluation.

Jiang Defu even seemed quite fond of it.

"This Longwei inkstone is characterized by its eyebrow-like, fish-roe-like, and gold-halo-like patterns. Its surface is as sharp as jade, and it has excellent ink-grinding properties. It is also easy to clean, and the ink it grinds is silky smooth, making it suitable for delicate calligraphy. It does not dry out in winter or rot in summer, and has been highly praised by scholars and writers throughout history!"

"Wow, this is great stuff! Where did you find it?"

"Jiang Han knows you like calligraphy. She has a friend who is from Longwei Mountain in Jiangxi. I'm glad you like it." Qin Wenbin briefly explained the source.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness!" Jiang Defu carefully put the inkstone away.

The relationship between master and disciple is like that of father and son. He has already taught Qin Wenbin all his skills and has even helped him get started on more than one occasion. It is no big deal for him to accept some tribute from his disciple.

"Wenbin, this is what I just finished writing. What do you think of this calligraphy? Give me your feedback!" Jiang Defu has retired to the second line due to his age. Now he mainly teaches students. Since he had an eye problem some time ago, he has stopped going to the operating table.

"Hehe, then I'll make a fool of myself!" Qin Wenbin didn't refuse, put the inkstone he brought aside and walked over.

He smiled at his mentor and said, "Your calligraphy looks very simple on the surface, but the structure and layout are very beautiful, compact but not crowded!"

"Moreover, the characters echo each other from left to right and are orderly from top to bottom. The whole thing looks like it was carefully arranged, so dense that it's airtight. The characters are rounded and full, with plump strokes. The characters are resolute and vigorous!"

"In my opinion, you should go to the provincial calligraphy competition; you could at least win a prize!"

Actually, it's not that complicated. Qin Wenbin was just catering to the old man's tastes. The old man had developed a particular fondness for calligraphy, and his study was filled with his own masterpieces. You can just praise him, there's absolutely nothing wrong with that.

Qin Wenbin is particularly good at this!
As expected, Jiang Defu, who had previously feigned a cold expression, now had a big smile on his face.

You've really changed a lot lately!

"They've even learned how to flatter now!"

"I know my own limitations. You're just spouting nonsense about calligraphy competitions. You might be good at writing for fun, but you wouldn't dare to go up there and embarrass yourself!"

"Since you like it so much, then I'll give it to you!"

"豁达" is the traditional Chinese character for "open-mindedness" and it is actually the same as "豁达".

Qin Wenbin naturally understood what the word "mentor" meant.

"Wenbin, when your Dean Lü comes over again, you should understand what I'm trying to say, right?" Jiang Defu took the towel handed to him by the student and wiped his hands.

"I understand, of course I understand~" Qin Wenbin sat down on a chair nearby. "You can't fight city hall!"

"I should apologize when they arrive!"

"Oh dear, it's because we've grown distant since we left. When you were the vice president, how could I have tolerated this kind of bullying?"

"Everything in the process was correct, yet I'm being asked to apologize to the patient's family. Do you think that's fair?"

There's nothing shameful about filing a complaint!
Qin Wenbin never cared about saving face. In the medical field, mentors are like father and son, and they are completely different from those who become apprentices online.

"Nonsense!" Jiang Defu was instantly enraged, his beard bristling and eyes wide with fury. "What are you apologizing for?"

"I told you to come here and apologize!"

"I just praised you for making some progress~" "What is Lu Buping anyway? Is it worth apologizing to him?"

"Teacher, what do you mean?" Qin Wenbin pretended to be aggrieved. After all, a teacher and student are like father and son. If you feel wronged, you should complain properly.

You still don't understand the meaning of the word "open-mindedness"!

"Don't worry about anything else. Don't bother with those patients' family members at the hospital. After you finish eating, go back home and you'll be going back to work on Monday!"

"Jianghai City First People's Hospital is not a place where Lü Buping can control everything."

"As for other things... I'll take care of them!" Jiang Defu said casually, but it revealed a hint of domineering power.

Its medical standing is evident here!
"Teacher, isn't Senior Brother Tao here?" Qin Wenbin asked casually.

"He... Humph!" Jiang Defu's expression darkened. He was very protective of his own, and he was somewhat dissatisfied with his eldest disciple.

The old man is over 60 years old. What can't he see? He can tell at a glance whether someone has tried their best or not.

If you, as the senior brother, don't even protect your junior brothers and only think about your own little patch of land, how can that be acceptable?

If we don't join a group, we'll be bullied to death!

I'm not dead yet, what are you afraid of him for?

Why don't you dare to argue with Lü Buping?

The reason Jiang Defu practices calligraphy in his spare time after retiring from his post is because he usually has a fiery temper. While in office, he could vent his anger, but now that he's retired, he's become a bit irritated and needs to practice calligraphy to calm his mind.

The master and apprentice were chatting here.

Suddenly there was a knock on the study door.

"Old Jiang, Wenbin, Dean Lü has arrived!"

"Let's go!" Jiang Defu slowly stood up, and when he saw Qin Wenbin trying to help him, his eyes widened in surprise. "Go away, I'm not old yet!"

"Alright, alright, you're not old~" Qin Wenbin was quite helpless with this old child.

"Dean Lü!"

"Wenbin, this isn't some workplace without a Dean Lü. You should call me 'Uncle-Master' because of my relationship with your teacher!"

Qin Wenbin just grinned without saying a word.

Just kidding, you slap me and I'm supposed to praise you for it?

Uncle-Master, what kind of uncle-master is this!

Lu Buping didn't come alone; he was accompanied by a pretty young woman in her early twenties. She looked quiet and reserved, and after greeting him, she just sat there without saying a word.

"Wenbin, this is my niece. She'll be doing her internship at our hospital soon. Her first stop will be the intensive care unit, and I plan to place her in the cardiology center afterward. As her brother, you'll have to help take care of her!"

"Look at what you're saying, isn't this all I should do?" Qin Wenbin smiled, having already understood the meaning behind it.

Alright, as long as the benefits are in hand, that's fine.

This matter is pretty much over.

It's not that I chickened out, it's just that there's no need for it!
Even if we use all our strength to remove Lü Buping from power, what then?

Could I possibly become the vice dean?

Even on the front lines, there aren't several levels promoted in quick succession!
According to the normal training process, one must first become a senior director before moving from deputy director of administration, and then a vice dean – that's a huge chasm. At the very least, one needs to gain experience in other positions.

So if you can't get up there yourself, why bother letting him go down to benefit others? What difference would it make if someone else got up there?
That chair seemed to have a magical power; even if Senior Brother Tao Zheng sat on it, from a leader's perspective, it wouldn't necessarily be any better.

These things, they're all the same, like all crows!

To be continued...

(End of this chapter)