, Lu Zhi is twenty-six years old, has studied Chinese medicine for eight years, and graduated from Imperial University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Naturally, he was a little arrogant.

And because she had a good relationship with Ying Luwei, she always disliked Ying Zijin.

Especially since she suffered the unforgivable misfortune of having her finances restricted by Father Lu for so long.

More importantly, because of that court hearing, the Wu family was directly sealed, which caused a lot of trouble for her mentor.

Fortunately, the Wu family was far behind the Meng family. Most of the big families were unwilling to offend the doctor, so nothing major happened in the end.

But even so, her job in the imperial capital was ruined, and she could only find one nearby in Shanghai.

However, a large hospital like the First Hospital would not want a Chinese medicine practitioner as young as her.

Lu Zhi had no choice but to try another hospital.

She heard from the doctors at the First Hospital that Shaoren Hospital needed a lot of manpower recently, so she came to apply.

I didn't expect to meet the adopted daughter of the Ying family here.

As soon as he saw the girl, Lu Zhi was filled with anger: "Have you studied "Traditional Chinese Medicine" and "Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine"? Do you know how to identify poisonous medicinal materials? Do you understand what 'look, smell, ask and understand' is?"

She said in a mocking tone: "I heard from Lu Wei that your academic performance is at the bottom of Qingzhi, single digits in math and English, and you still want to study medicine?"

Not everyone can learn medicine.

It is even more difficult to master studies. The universities for medical students are all five-year programs.

Lu Zhi did not hide her voice at all, which attracted several other applicants to look over.

There was surprise and scrutiny in his eyes.

Ying Zijin raised his eyes, as if he just realized that there was someone like Lu Zhi here.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes light.

It seems to go straight to the heart.

Lu Zhi's heart froze.

In the few seconds she was stunned, the girl had already left, ignoring her.

Lu Zhi punched the empty space. She was so angry that she couldn't do anything. She could only sit there with a blue face.

Several applicants felt that Lu Zhi was confused and whispered in low voices.

Especially when Ying Zijin turned around, his bare face had a big impact on them.

She is another underage girl. Several applicants are all in their thirties or forties and have children at home, so their goodwill is doubled.

"This woman must be sick. This little girl didn't provoke her, so her words are really unpleasant."

"A poor study can only be said to be not good at studying. I was not good at math and English back then. Shouldn't I still study medicine?"

"I'm really convinced. I hope she won't be hired, or that I won't be hired. I really don't want to be a colleague with such a person."

"Oh, who says it's not the case..."

Lu Zhi heard this and sneered: "What do you care about? Stop talking bad about others behind their backs."

"Then you'd better not get hired, otherwise wouldn't you be very upset when you see me every day?"

She has a diploma from the Imperial University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which puts her academic qualifications at a head start.

Shaoren Hospital is so short of manpower, who would be hired if not her?

Lu Zhicong snorted coldly, took out her makeup bag and started to touch up her makeup.

**

Outside the hospital.

Fu Yunshen was still in the car and saw the girl coming down the steps and opened the passenger door.

Ying Zijin sat up and fastened his seat belt: "At seven o'clock, I will interview the candidates."

"Mr. Mu should thank you." Fu Yun raised his eyelids after hearing this deeply, "I don't know if he is really generous in leaving such a mess to you."

There are many industries under the Mu family, and Shaoren Hospital is just the most inconspicuous one among them.

Mu Heqing chose to donate Shaoren Hospital to Ying Zijin, and he actually thought about it for a long time.

Because he also knew that Ying Zijin would not accept anything else he gave away.

However, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Shaoren Hospital is as it used to be, its revenue is still higher than that of an average small hospital.

Ying Zijin didn't care much: "You can make money."

After hearing these four words, Fu Yunshen was silent for a moment, and then smiled: "Yaoyao, you are not yet an adult, so you really don't need to think about money. If you are short of money, just ask your brother for it."

Just the bottles of medicine she gave him were definitely worth over a million.

But she refused the card he gave her.

"Oh——" Ying Zijin took a sip of water and said slowly, "No."

"What?" Fu Yunshen tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, "I told you, you're welcome."

Ying Zijin glanced at him slowly: "Earning money by yourself will give you a sense of accomplishment, but you are boring."

"..."

Fu Yunshen put his hand on his forehead, helpless.

This kid is making money for fun. It seems like he would be a sinner if he disturbed him.

Start the Maserati and go to the shopping mall closest to Shaoren Hospital.

There is an old hot pot restaurant on the top floor, opened by a chef from Sichuan and Chongqing, and the taste is authentic.

One small hotpot per person, clean and hygienic.

This time, Ying Zijin successfully ordered the red oil pot.

Fu Yunshen doesn't like spicy food, so he ordered a clear soup pot for himself.

It was a restaurant at this time, and there were many people in the hotpot restaurant.

The two of them have extraordinary looks and outstanding temperament. Even when they are eating hot pot, they look like nobles from the Middle Ages in Europe.

Every move shows elegance.

Naturally, many people noticed it, and most of them had a look of surprise in their eyes.

Except for one person who just came in from outside the hot pot restaurant.

He obviously knew Fu Yunshen, and it was after seeing Fu Yunshen that he changed his mind and came in.

"Hey, look, who did I see?" The man seemed to hate the smell of the hot pot restaurant. He pinched his nose and said with a strong sense of sarcasm, "This is not the most romantic dandy in Shanghai, Fu Jiaqi.

Is Young Master Fu Yun deep?"

Ying Zijin put down his chopsticks and slowly raised his head.

With just one glance, I learned all the information about this person.

Fu Yichen.

Fu Mingcheng's second son is also the second young master of the Fu family.

I am twenty-seven years old this year and unmarried.

Now he is the general manager of a branch of the Fu Group, but he has no real power. He lives off the dividends from the Fu Group every year.

Fu Yichen's attention was only on Fu Yunshen, and he sarcastically said: "Why, grandpa didn't give you any money, so you ended up eating hot pot?"

Fu Yunshen's expression was calm, as if he didn't hear anything.

He turned his head and was peeling shrimps for the girl.

Remove the shrimp threads with your slender fingers, and then put the shrimp into the bowl.

Ying Zijin didn't look at Fu Yichen anymore, but she held down the chopsticks with her right hand.

With a "pop", the chopsticks were lifted with force, and the condiment bowl on them flew up and splashed towards Fu Yichen's forehead.

"Fuck me!"

Fu Yichen didn't expect it at all. He couldn't dodge. Not only was his forehead hit by the condiment bowl, but his face was also covered with sesame paste and sesame oil.

The clothes he was wearing were also directly affected.

Fu Yunshen paused his hands and raised his peach blossom eyes.

The chopsticks were still in Ying Zijin's hand, motionless, as if the condiment bowl flew out on its own.

At least that's what it looked like to the waiter next to me.

"Yaoyao, if you see him in the future, take a detour." Fu Yunshen suddenly smiled, "I'm afraid you will hurt your hand."

"Hmm." Ying Zijin took another bowl, "It's too ugly."

Fu Yichen's face turned green: "Waiter, where is the waiter? Look at your store, what's going on?!"
To be continued...