C92 Break the oath? (1/2)
After rushing, they finally made it to Jingmin Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine in the last two minutes.
Zhao Qiang's current position in the Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine was like heaven and earth. Everyone who saw him greeted him warmly, and some people even brought him breakfast to curry his favor.
Lan Yuyan laughed and joked, ”Aiyo! Not long after coming to the Jingmin Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine, someone had already brought you breakfast. Little fellow, work hard.
Zhao Qiang sat down and opened the box. As he ate, he said, ”Since it was specially prepared for me for breakfast, it would be quite nice if I didn't eat it for free.”
Lan Yuyan rolled his eyes at Zhao Qiang, ”You really eat it!”
”If you don't want to eat it, you might as well throw it away. Wasting food is a shameful thing.”
”Alright! After you finish eating, you must have accumulated a lot of things by not coming here yesterday. ”
”Yes.”
When Li Changsong passed by and saw Zhao Qiang and Lan Yuyan laughing and talking, he felt as if he had just eaten a bowl of houseflies. He couldn't understand what the hell was going on, Zhao Qiang was just a young apprentice who had just arrived at the infirmary, how could he pee on his neck? Although many of his colleagues didn't talk about it, Li Changsong felt that his prestige in the infirmary had completely fallen, and he had become a laughingstock.
”Zhao Qiang, just you wait. I won't let you get off easy. There's no me in the infirmary, no me.”
Li Changsong snorted maliciously in his heart, turned around and quickly walked to the door of the Principal's office and knocked on it a few times.
”Come in.”
Li Changsong pushed the door open and walked in.
He Shi put down the newspaper in his hands, looked at Li Changsong and asked: Doctor Li, what business do you have with me so early in the morning?
Li Changsong walked forward and sat down with a smile on his face, ”Curator, I have been here in Jingmin Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine for more than ten years, even if I didn't do anything, I should at least put in a lot of effort. ”In the past, no matter what you do, I would raise my hands in agreement, but this time, I really cannot do it. I hope that you can reconsider your decision.”
Cold light flashed continuously in He Shi's eyes. He stared at Li Changsong and said solemnly: ”Doctor Li, I remember that I had explained it clearly in the conference room last time, the representatives who are representing Jingmin Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine are Zhao Qiang and Lan Yuyan. I do not wish to repeat myself.”
Li Changsong really did not understand why He Shi was so determined to stand by Zhao Qiang's side. He anxiously said: ”Director, I feel that I am more suitable than Zhao Qiang to participate in the Medical King Competition. As long as you give me this chance, you can do whatever you want me to do in the future.”
He Shi laughed coldly, and said disdainfully: ”You said you are suitable. Fine, I will ask you, if you win, you will replace Zhao Qiang in the Medical King Competition. If you lose, you are not allowed to continue practicing medicine after leaving the Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine, do you dare?”
Hearing that, Li Changsong's face changed again and again, his head felt like it was going to explode. Although he always thought that Zhao Qiang cured Shen Hujue's disease due to luck, but that did not mean that he had the confidence to defeat Zhao Qiang, this wager was too big for him, it was fine if he won, but if he lost, he would have nothing left.
He Shi had already expected that Li Changsong would behave in such a way and coldly said: ”My time is very precious, I don't have time to waste time with you. I have already given you a chance, you took the chance to get out.”
Li Changsong's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He wanted to say something, but he hesitated, and in the end, put all the humiliation on Zhao Qiang's head, and left the Principal's office with a bellyful of rage.
”Idiot, do you think participating in the Medical King Competition is a good thing for both fame and profit? You will never know what will happen if you wait for Zhao Qiang in the Great Medical King Competition. ”
Li Changsong was not in the mood to work at the moment. Just as he was about to go out and find a place to take a breather, he saw a group of vicious looking people walk in, led by a bald man. He glared at Li Changsong and shouted: ”Old thing, bring us to Zhao Qiang.”
If it was the past, Li Changsong would definitely be so angry that his lungs would explode, but now that he knew that the other party was here to cause trouble for Zhao Qiang, Li Changsong was not angry at all, on the contrary, he said happily: ”Alright, I'll bring you guys to Zhao Qiang now.”
The baldy and his lackeys were all shocked. They originally thought that they would only submit after scaring Li Changsong a bit, but they did not expect that Li Changsong would not even be needed to cooperate. The baldy laughed unrestrainedly: ”The doctors these days are f * cking soft bones, in the future, laozi will definitely not let this kind of doctor treat laozi's disease, otherwise laozi might also become soft bones, haha!”
”What Big Bro said makes sense. This old thing is so f * cking cheap. Just now, I scolded him, but he wasn't angry, and he was still smiling.”