Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Yes.

What controversy is there about such a result?

Kamijo Tetsuhiko and Nakamura Shuhei had already realized this when they listened to Fujino's account.

At first, they were amazed by Fujino's awesomeness.

There's a sense of envy and shared resentment towards top students.

But soon, Kamijo Tetsuhiko quietly distanced himself from Nakamura.

His gaze toward the other person also revealed a hint of wariness and hostility.

Nakamura was an honest man, but he was a beat slow to react.

But only a moment later, he also sensed something was wrong and frowned as he looked at Tetsuhiko Kamijou.

Their perceptions were almost identical.

"Me, fight Fujino? You must be kidding me!"

"I'd rather compete with this idiot next to me for second place."

Watching the two candidates who were originally on the same side become clearly divided and wary of each other because of their own achievements.

Fujino found it somewhat amusing.

Have I unknowingly built up such an aura in the psychiatric department?

His gaze swept over Assistant Professor Kobe and Takanashi.

The assistant professor looked at Fujino with a somewhat complicated expression.

He knew Fujino from Lemon's case.

To be honest, for someone majoring in medicine, just getting into the sights of an assistant professor is already considered extremely lucky.

But Fujino is different.

Kobe recalled the only time he worked with Fujino—treating Miss Yukinoshita.

Fujino left a deep impression on him.

If he had previously thought of Fujino as a promising junior in medical school.

After that consultation, he regarded Fujino as an excellent specialist.

In terms of accurate diagnosis and medication that finds no problems, it is on par with, or even slightly better than, the experienced specialist veterinarian, Takanashi.

What impressed him most was Fujino's unique insights into mental illness.

Just like his conversation with Kitano Megumi after his first medical examination.

Kobe broke out in a cold sweat just thinking about it.

Fujino felt as if he were facing Professor Kasai, who was twenty years younger.

They offered the same cognitive analysis of the lesions of mental illness.

However, Professor Kasai had a more worldly-wise air about him, while Fujino had a more passionate drive to heal the sick and save lives.

The image of this scrolling text flashed through his mind, and Professor Kobe nodded.

No more hesitation.

He was not in a position to be threatened by the powerful figures behind Takanashi, and he was quite at ease with that.

He felt that Fujino was qualified to be an assistant professor, not just a specialist in medicine!

"I agree with the professor's opinion."

Upon hearing that his two superiors had reached an agreement, Takanashi silently wrote down "Fujino Kazuhiko" on the form first.

Aside from her slightly trembling hands, which indicated that her mind was not stable, she appeared very calm.

It seems she had been mentally prepared for this all along.

She was well aware of Fujino's overwhelming advantage.

Since Kitano Keizo intervened in the joint trial last time, she has not made any more futile attempts.

After all, the message her sister conveyed was very clear.

"She will find her own way and stop doing unnecessary things."

Despite coming from a family of doctors, Koki Takanashi has a very willful temper.

But she dared not provoke those two.

Father and sister.

In comparison, she was more afraid of her stern and unsmiling older sister.

After all, her father, who held a truly high position, always showed her a warm smile, while her sister... was a crazy woman who claimed she wanted to see her anatomical structure!

Thinking of this, she silently put down her pen.

If my sister says there's a way, then there's a way.

She is just a tiny little Takanashi Mitsuki.

Compared to her sister, she was far inferior in both political skills and medical expertise.

Takanashi can only trust his older sister.

She sighed.

At least in relation to this Onmyoji sorcerer, this was the first time in her life that her older sister had praised herself.

Thinking back to that time, the older sister who seemed to emanate a chilling aura smiled and patted her head, praising her for "having a discerning eye to spot a quack doctor"...

She couldn't contain her joy.

However, looking at Fujino's record, she felt somewhat at a loss.

She told her sister that Fujino practiced medicine like an Onmyoji (a yin-yang master)...

But these five patients have all genuinely improved.

A hint of confusion appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Did I really do the right thing?

In fact, the person who felt most uncomfortable in the room was Fujino.

He glanced around at the reactions of those around him, his mind racing.

With Professor Kasai's approval, and barring Takanashi's interference, this matter would have been a done deal...

However, my analysis just now shows that Takanashi will prevent me from qualifying.

He watched as Kotori put down his pen, a look of bewilderment appearing in his watery eyes.

Fujino was somewhat surprised.

Did I misunderstand her?

But soon, the system told Fujino that he was overthinking it.

The world timeline has converged.

[Reward [Neurology (Intermediate)] has been issued]

At this moment, Fujino still felt a sense of restraint.

Is that all?

That doesn't seem right.

Shouldn't you have a backup plan?

Did I make a mistake in my reasoning?

The thought of this possibility made Fujino feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The remaining three ways to prevent himself from being promoted to a specialist doctor... are all rather bloody.

A look of understanding appeared in his eyes.

It seems I need to consolidate the information I got from the young lady before making any further plans.

The meeting eventually became a mere formality, and Fujino became the most bored person around.

Kamijou received support from Takanashi because three patients were cured and discharged from the hospital.

In the end, Kamijou gloriously secured the second spot.

Professor Kasai was the first to stand up and led the group to the center of the medical office.

He announced loudly, "This year's specialist medical examination qualification has been awarded to Dr. Kazuhiko Fujino and Dr. Tetsuhiko Kamijou."

"Please encourage them and continue to support their work!"

boom--

The clinic was in an uproar.

Even though they all knew Fujino's advantages, they still couldn't resist opening a betting pool.

The chubby boy, Tsuchimikado, laughed the loudest.

He bet 20 yen on Fujino Daiichi, and now the odds are 1.3, so he made 6 yen out of thin air.

That's a month's salary for a nurse like Saki.

He excitedly stepped forward and hugged Fujino's arm.

"Fujino-senpai! I'm treating you to dinner tonight! You're such a lucky charm!"

The remaining medical students and trainees looked at Fujino with a hint of respect.

They knew very well that Fujino's ability to cure five patients was undoubtedly due to sheer strength, without any chance of luck.

Curing one patient might be due to good luck, but curing two patients might mean you only know how to do practical work but not how to pass an exam.

There are five of them!

The most difficult mental patients to treat in the hospital.

Anyone who doubts Fujino is truly stupid.

They looked at the long-empty specialized medical office across from Takanashi's office.

The owner of that place should have already been identified.

Nobody knows whether Kamijou can pass the exam.

But Fujino?

No one doubted it.

......

On the other side, in the dean's office.

The atmosphere was distinctly cold and impersonal.

Professor Shinnosuke Muto, the First Surgical Professor at the University of Tokyo Hospital, could only stand in this office and obey the director's orders.

He was writing down the dean's instructions in his notebook.

His eyes would occasionally glance at the woman opposite the dean, who was unbelievably beautiful.

Of course, they are also incredibly young.

However, he possessed a terrifying aura, enough to rival the president of the University of Tokyo Hospital, who symbolized the medical community of Tokyo.

The dean's hoarse voice rang out: "Miss Takanashi, is there anything else you need?"

"How is your father's health?"

The young lady got up, walked to the "Department List" hanging on the wall, and pointed to the word "Psychiatry".

"Uncle Dean, I would like to know the files of all the doctors at my sister's clinic."

She is about the same height as Koki Takanashi, but only 160 cm tall.

But her delicate face seemed frozen with frost, as if she had lost the ability to smile.

She always tilted her head back and looked at people with the corner of her eye.

This haughty demeanor, combined with her face, seemed perfectly natural.

It was as if she was meant to be this way.

Her voice was icy, and she suddenly added, "Especially Fujino Kazuhiko!"

The dean, somewhat embarrassed, asked, "Shinnosuke-kun, could I trouble you with this?"

Shinnosuke is a professor in the First Department of Surgery, and he's very busy.

When the surgeries are busy, there are seven or eight surgeries a day.

But at this moment, he nodded slightly: "No problem, Dean."

His gaze toward Takanashi was not judgmental, but rather conveyed a sense of equality.

Of course he knew this person.

Little Bird Travels Riki.

A medical genius who returned from studying in America.

He earned his PhD from Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine before he was 26 years old.

At the age of 28, he obtained the title of associate professor at the Perelman School of Medicine at the University of Pennsylvania.

She's only thirty years old now, and has already received invitations from professors at several hospitals.

Not to mention her father's high position and power; he was someone who could speak for himself throughout the entire Japanese medical system.

The dean's voice was somewhat hoarse and excited: "Then... after reviewing the file, what about what you promised me, Miss?"

Takanashi Riki tossed her long hair and turned around sharply: "If you let me make a copy of Fujino Kazuhiko's resume, I can quit my job next month and come work for you."

"this......"

"Is it difficult to handle?"

The dean gave a wry smile: "It's not that it's difficult to handle... it's just that his file is being copied right now."

A hint of curiosity flashed in Takanashi Riki's eyes, like a gentle ripple in a still well.

"Oh? Who's still interested in him?"

The dean explained with a forced smile:

"It came this morning."

"Tokyo Waka Group, a pharmaceutical company."

"They also asked a gentleman from the Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare to put in a good word for them."

A faint smile appeared on Takanashi Riki's icy face.

"Tch. That's interesting."

......