Then Chen Xiao added, "But as long as you have a breath left, I can guarantee your survival."

Li Ziqing was overjoyed, her heart filled with sweetness.

"A sharp tongue but a kind heart, and quite good at playing it cool!"

Chen Xiao then asked, "Just now, when I knocked over your soup bowl, you said I was finally blaming you. What did you mean by that?"

Li Ziqing's face changed, a hint of guilt revealed in her eyes.

"I thought Song Anran would speak ill of me to you. It seems she didn't."

Chen Xiao snorted coldly, "Don't think everyone is as scheming as you."

After speaking, Chen Xiao turned and left.

Li Ziqing gently bit her red lip and murmured softly.

"It seems he's still blaming me."

...

Chen Xiao naturally wouldn't ask Li Ziqing what dark history she had. Even if he asked, who would admit it?

But if he had the chance, he could ask Song Anran.

Before nine o'clock, Chen Xiao arrived at his office.

Chen Xiao thought to himself that Song Anran had quite a bit of power. He had been assigned a private office as soon as he arrived, but he didn't know which department he belonged to.

He carefully looked at his work permit and found that the position written on it was Assistant Director.

Assistant Director? Isn't that Song Anran's assistant?

Chen Xiao was a little speechless, he was a dignified cultivator.

Why was he either a caregiver or an assistant?

If this were to spread, it would really damage his immortal prestige!

But after thinking about it again, forget it.

In any case, being a doctor in a hospital had fulfilled a small wish of his.

This thing was mainly about sentimentality.

It's like a toy you couldn't afford as a child, but after you grew up and made money, you could finally buy it home.

You might not even play with it, but it makes up for the lack and regret of childhood to a certain extent.

Just as Chen Xiao was enjoying the leather seat under his buttocks, Song Anran pushed the door open and walked in.

Without even knocking, how rude.

"Chen Xiao, come with me."

Song Anran got straight to the point.

And she was clearly very different today than usual.

Although Song Anran was the executive director of the hospital, she couldn't hide her femme fatale essence.

Even in a white coat, she was full of charm.

However, today she was obviously much more restrained.

Her hair was tied up meticulously, and her makeup was much lighter.

She even wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, giving a very dutiful feeling.

"Director Song, where are we going?"

Chen Xiao asked.

Song Anran said, "I'm taking you to see Dean Hao."

Seeing Chen Xiao was a little puzzled, she explained:

"Your unconventional entry into the hospital has caused dissatisfaction among some people, so Dean Hao wants to see you."

"If you satisfy him, then even if others are dissatisfied, they have to hold it in!"

Chen Xiao was stunned, he didn't expect the internal struggle in this small hospital to be quite intense.

The two went to the dean's office.

On the way, Song Anran briefly introduced Dean Hao's situation.

Dean Hao's name was Hao Datong, and he was a scholarly medical professor.

He was in his sixties and, although he still adhered to the front line of medical treatment.

But his main energy was focused on studying ancient medical books, and he rarely saw patients.

Arriving at the entrance of the dean's office, Song Anran instructed Chen Xiao a few more times.

"Dean Hao may ask you some questions later. Remember, you may not be able to answer the questions, but your attitude must be correct."

"Dean Hao hates arrogant people the most, so you don't need to show off. Just be humble and respectful, and you can pass his test."

"Did you remember what I said?"

Chen Xiao asked indifferently, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Song Anran rolled her eyes at him, "You're the person I recruited, I have to be responsible for you!"

Then, Song Anran knocked on the door.

An old and deep voice came from inside.

"Please come in!"

The two pushed the door open and entered. The scene in front of them caused Chen Xiao to be stunned for a moment.

In the huge office, more than half of the space was filled with bookshelves.

The bookshelves were filled with books, mostly thread-bound ancient books.

Between the rows of bookshelves, there was a desk.

Behind the desk, an old man with silver hair was burying himself in reading.

After Chen Xiao and the others came in, he finally looked up.

"You're here."

Song Anran led Chen Xiao forward and introduced, "Dean Hao, this is Chen Xiao."

Dean Hao, with an unsmiling look, sized up Chen Xiao a few times and then nodded slightly.

"Well, I've read his files and information. His performance during the internship was also passable. He's a promising talent."

Hearing this, Song Anran breathed a sigh of relief. Dean Hao's evaluation of Chen Xiao was not low.

Afterwards, Dean Hao asked Chen Xiao a few more questions.

Chen Xiao answered fluently, and Dean Hao nodded frequently.

Perhaps Chen Xiao's performance exceeded Dean Hao's expectations, he took up an ancient book on the table on a whim.

"Chen Xiao, the file says that you majored in traditional Chinese medicine in college and have excellent grades, so you must have a good command of ancient classical Chinese."

"I have an ancient book here, see if you can translate it."

Chen Xiao took the ancient book in his hand and said neither humble nor arrogant, "I can try."

Song Anran couldn't help but sweat for Chen Xiao.

Dean Hao's ancient books were all genuine antiques, and some were even unique copies.

The content on them was mostly obscure and difficult to understand. Even she couldn't pick a book at random and translate it.

As expected, after Chen Xiao opened the ancient book.

He began to frown and furrow his brows frequently, obviously finding it difficult to understand those obscure texts.

However, Song Anran was not too worried. As long as Chen Xiao frankly admitted that he didn't understand, Dean Hao would not make things difficult for him.

After about a quarter of an hour, Chen Xiao closed the ancient book.

Dean Hao's eyebrows danced with joy, and he said with a bit of showing off, "How is it, young man? Stumped, are you?"

He had just acquired this 'Bai Cao Jin Fang' (Hundred Herbs Golden Formula) recently.

He had worked hard to study it for more than a week, and there were still many things he couldn't understand, let alone Chen Xiao, who had only read it for such a short time.

As expected, Chen Xiao shook his head.

Seeing Chen Xiao shake his head, Dean Hao was not angry, but even a little smug.

"Young man, it doesn't matter if you can't translate it, don't be discouraged!"

"As the saying goes, opening a book is beneficial. Nowadays, young people hold their mobile phones wherever they go. It's very commendable that you can open a book and read it carefully!"

"Of course, if you're interested, you can take the time to come and discuss it with me, and I'm willing to give you some guidance."

A look of disbelief appeared on Song Anran's face, both surprised and delighted.

Dean Hao's saying this meant that Chen Xiao had left him with a very good impression.

With Dean Hao's support, let's see who dares to gossip this time.

However, before she could be happy, she heard Chen Xiao say indifferently:

"Dean Hao, you misunderstood. I'm shaking my head not because I can't translate it."

"But because there's a problem with this book, and there's no need to translate it at all!"