Courtyard House: Starting by inheriting the tradition and suppressing the barbarians.

Since helping the Hua family through that hidden crisis.

Li Xuan's life returned to peace.

Every day it seems like I'm attending classes at Peking Union Medical College.

In fact, most of the time, I hide in my space to cultivate.

Either I go home and spend time with my mother and siblings.

Of course, I would also occasionally run into Hua Youlin at Beihai Park to solidify our revolutionary friendship.

It was the weekend.

Chen Jishi, the president of Hongxing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, personally drove a Jeep to the entrance of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

"Beep beep!"

The sound of the horn startled Uncle Yan Bugui, who was standing at the door.

"Oh, Dean Chen?"

"What are you doing here?"

Yan Bugui knew Dean Chen and knew he was an important figure.

"Old Yan, is Li Xuan home?"

"I've come to pick him up so we can go to the hospital to take care of some paperwork," said Dean Chen, his face glowing with health and his tone polite.

"To pick up Li Xuan? To handle the formalities?"

Yan Bugui's eyes darted around. "Is he sick?"

"What kind of illness is it?"

"I'm here to invite him to practice medicine at our hospital!"

Dean Chen laughed loudly, "Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going in."

I watched as Dean Chen hurriedly walked into the backyard carrying his briefcase.

Yan Bugui stood there, stunned, his mind buzzing.

"Seeking medical advice? How old is Li Xuancai?"

"Going straight to university is already outrageous, but now he wants to become a doctor?!"

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The backyard, the Li family's house.

Dean Chen sat in the main room and solemnly placed a letter of appointment on the table.

"Xiao Xuan, this was specially approved by the Ministry of Health."

"Given your exceptional expertise in traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture."

"Furthermore, there was the strong recommendation from my professor at Peking Union Medical College Hospital..."

"Our hospital has decided to appoint you as the expert director of the 'Traditional Chinese Medicine Difficult and Complex Diseases Department'!"

"Although you are still a student and your official position is affiliated with Peking Union Medical College Hospital, you will enjoy the same benefits as a department head in our hospital!"

"I only need to come to see patients one day a week, specializing in treating those strange illnesses that there's nothing we can do!"

Su Yun, listening from the side, almost lost her balance while holding her teacup.

"A...director-level position?!"

She's worked half her life, and thanks to Li Xuan's connections, she's only a deputy director now.

And now, her son hasn't even graduated from university yet, and he's already surpassed her?

"Uncle Chen, isn't this a bit too high-profile?"

Li Xuan glanced at the letter of appointment and smiled faintly.

"What's so high-profile about it?"

"If you're capable, you shouldn't be afraid to be high-profile!"

Dean Chen waved his hand dismissively, "Your medical skills have been personally certified by Elder Chen. Who dares to gossip?"

"And as for salary, you'll be paid 128 yuan a month!"

"Plus various expert stipends and special ration coupons!"

"Xiao Xuan, this is the hope of our traditional Chinese medicine community, you can't refuse!"

128 yuan!

In this day and age, that's an astronomical figure!

And this is a part-time job!

"Since Uncle Chen says so, then I will respectfully comply."

Li Xuan accepted the letter of engagement.

Money doesn't matter, he has mountains of gold and silver in his space anyway, the main thing is that this identity is convenient.

With this identity, you can bring out any good things in the future, or improve your family's life.

They all have the most compelling reason—"Special treatment given to experts by the state!"

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That afternoon.

Li Xuan went to the hospital in a jeep to officially take office.

Although young, when he puts on his white coat, he exudes a calm and steady aura.

In addition, the legend of "bringing Old Chen back to life" made even the most experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctors in the hospital dare not underestimate him.

In one afternoon, Li Xuan treated three patients with strange diseases who had been given a "death sentence" by other hospitals.

A severe case of rheumatic paralysis, a persistent migraine, and infertility are all actually caused by blocked meridians.

As soon as the silver needle is inserted, internal energy is transferred.

The paralyzed were able to get out of bed, and the headaches were relieved on the spot.

Even those suffering from infertility had their meridians cleared.

Amazing!

The entire Traditional Chinese Medicine hospital was in an uproar, and even experts from the Western medicine side came to watch.

In just half a day, Director Li's name became a household name at Hongxing Hospital!

I got off work in the evening.

Li Xuan did not take a carriage.

Instead, he rode a bicycle with two heavy net bags hanging from the handlebars.

That was a perk specially prepared for the experts by the hospital cafeteria.

Four boxes of braised pork, two roast chickens, and a bag of apples and milk powder.

This is the kind of treatment only experts of his caliber receive.

Back in the courtyard house, it was time for everyone to cook.

As Li Xuan pushed the cart, the aroma of meat and roast chicken seemed to have eyes, drifting into the windows of every house.

"Gulp!"

In the front yard, Yan Bugui's family was drinking porridge when they smelled this aroma and all stopped eating.

"Dad...I want to eat roast chicken..." Yan Jiedi said, drooling.

Yan Bugui's eyes lit up when he saw what was on Li Xuan's handlebars.

"This Li family kid is unbelievable! How can he be so amazing?"

"I heard he's become a director now!"

"Still in school and already a department head? Making just over a hundred yuan a month?"

Yan Bugui felt so sour inside, even more so than three-year-old pickled cabbage.

It costs over a hundred yuan!

That's more than half a year's salary for him!

The Intermediate People's Court, the Jia family.

Jia Dongxu lay paralyzed on the bed, his temper growing increasingly volatile. He would start smashing the bed whenever he smelled meat.

"Qin Huairu! Are you dead? Can't you smell the meat?"

"Go! Go get me some meat!"

Qin Huairu was feeding Xiao Dang when she heard this and tears streamed down her face.

"Dongxu, where do we get the money to buy meat..."

"If you don't have money, go borrow it! Go find Sha Zhu! Go find Li Xuan!"

"Aren't you pretty good at flirting?"

Jia Dongxu spoke without thinking, hurling vicious insults.

Jia Zhangshi chimed in, "That's right! That little bastard Li Xuan became the director, making over a hundred yuan a month!"

"We're almost out of food, what's wrong with eating one of his chickens?"

"Go ask for it! If he doesn't give it to us, he's bullying us!"

Qin Huairu bit her lip, feeling extremely bitter.

Go ask for it?

Wasn't the lesson learned last time enough?

She avoids Li Xuan now, so how could she dare to provoke him?

But that roast chicken smelled so good.

Looking out the window at Li Xuan's tall and straight back, Qin Huairu felt nothing but regret.

More than anything, there was a deep sense of powerlessness.

This man has soared to the clouds, becoming someone she can only look up to.

She could only sink deeper and deeper into this quagmire.

The backyard, the Li family's house.

Li Xuan put the things on the table.

"Mom, it's raining lightly, a little rain, dinner's ready!"

"Extra meal tonight!"

Wow! Roast chicken!

"Brother, you're amazing!"

Looking at the smiling faces of his family, and listening to the suppressed curses and sighs of the birds outside.

Li Xuan poured himself a glass of Moutai and took a satisfied sip.

"That's life."

"The youngest director?"

"This is just the beginning."

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