Then Chen Xiao added, "However, as long as you have a breath left, I can guarantee you won't die."
Li Ziqing was overjoyed, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.
"A sharp tongue and a soft heart, you're quite good at playing it cool!"
Chen Xiao then asked, "You said just now when I knocked over your soup bowl that I had finally blamed you. What did you mean by that?"
Li Ziqing's expression shifted multiple times, a hint of guilt showing in her eyes.
"I thought Song Anran would have badmouthed me to you. It seems she hasn't."
Chen Xiao snorted coldly, "Don't think everyone is as scheming as you are."
With that, Chen Xiao turned and left.
Li Ziqing bit her red lip lightly and murmured softly.
"It seems he still blames me."
...
Chen Xiao naturally wouldn't bother asking Li Ziqing about her past, and even if he did, who would admit it?
However, if there was an opportunity, he might ask Song Anran.
Before nine o'clock, Chen Xiao arrived at his office.
Chen Xiao thought that Song Anran had quite a bit of power. As soon as he arrived, he was assigned a private office. He just didn't know which department he belonged to.
He looked closely at his work ID and found that his position was listed as Assistant Director.
Assistant Director? Wasn't that Song Anran's assistant?
Chen Xiao was a bit speechless. He, a dignified cultivator.
Why was he either a caregiver or an assistant?
If this were to get out, it would be a great insult to his immortal dignity!
But then he reconsidered.
Regardless, working as a doctor in a hospital had fulfilled one of his small wishes.
It was mainly about sentiment.
It was like buying a toy you couldn't afford as a child, and then being able to buy it once you grew up and earned money.
You might not even play with it, but it would, to some extent, compensate for the lack and regrets of childhood.
Just as Chen Xiao was settling into the leather seat beneath him, Song Anran pushed the door open and walked in.
She didn't even knock. How rude.
"Chen Xiao, come with me."
Song Anran was direct.
And today, she was significantly different from usual.
Although Song Anran was the executive director of the hospital, she couldn't hide her stunning beauty.
Even in her white coat, she exuded charm.
However, today she was noticeably more reserved.
Her hair was neatly tied back, and her makeup was much lighter.
She even wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, giving her a very proper appearance.
"Director Song, where are we going?"
Chen Xiao asked.
Song Anran said, "I'm taking you to see Director Hao."
Seeing Chen Xiao's slight confusion, she explained,
"Your exceptional entry into the hospital has caused some dissatisfaction, so Director Hao wants to meet you."
"If you satisfy him, then no matter how dissatisfied others are, they'll have to keep quiet!"
Chen Xiao was surprised. He hadn't expected such intense internal struggles in this small hospital.
The two headed towards the director's office.
On the way, Song Anran briefly introduced Director Hao.
Director Hao, named Hao Datong, was a scholarly medical professor.
He was in his sixties but still remained on the front lines of medical care.
However, his main focus was on studying ancient medical texts, and he rarely saw patients anymore.
Upon arriving at the director's office door, Song Anran gave Chen Xiao a few instructions.
"Director Hao might ask you some questions later. Remember, you don't have to know the answers, but your attitude must be correct."
"Director Hao despises arrogance, so you don't need to show off. Just appear humble and respectful, and you'll pass this test."
"Did you hear what I said?"
Chen Xiao retorted indifferently, "Do you take me for a three-year-old?"
Song Anran rolled her eyes at him. "You're someone I brought in. I have to be responsible for you!"
Then, Song Anran knocked on the door.
A deep, aged voice came from within.
"Come in!"
As they pushed the door open, the scene before them caused Chen Xiao a moment of stunned surprise.
In the vast office, more than half the space was filled with bookshelves.
The bookshelves were packed with books, most of them being ancient thread-bound volumes.
Between the rows of bookshelves stood a desk.
Behind the desk, a silver-haired elder was engrossed in his reading.
Only after Chen Xiao and Song Anran entered did he look up.
"You're here."
Song Anran led Chen Xiao forward and introduced him, "Director Hao, this is Chen Xiao."
Director Hao, with a stern expression, studied Chen Xiao for a moment before nodding slightly.
"Yes, I've seen his file and his information. His performance during the internship is acceptable. He's a promising talent."
Hearing this, Song Anran breathed a sigh of relief. Director Hao's assessment was quite high.
Then, Director Hao asked Chen Xiao a few more questions.
Chen Xiao answered fluently, and Director Hao nodded frequently.
Perhaps Chen Xiao's performance exceeded Director Hao's expectations, as he picked up an ancient book from his desk on a whim.
"Chen Xiao, your file states that you majored in Traditional Chinese Medicine in university and achieved excellent grades. You must have a profound understanding of ancient Chinese literature."
"I have a volume of ancient texts here. See if you can translate it."
Chen Xiao took the ancient text and said calmly, "I can try."
Song Anran couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Chen Xiao.
These ancient texts of Director Hao were genuine antiques, some even being rare editions.
Their content was mostly obscure and difficult to understand. Even she couldn't pick up just any book and translate it.
As expected, after Chen Xiao opened the ancient text.
He began to frown, his brow furrowed repeatedly, clearly finding the obscure characters difficult to comprehend.
However, Song Anran wasn't overly worried. As long as Chen Xiao honestly admitted he couldn't understand it, Director Hao wouldn't make things difficult for him.
After about fifteen minutes, Chen Xiao closed the ancient text.
Director Hao's face lit up with a smug expression as he said, "How is it, young man? Stumped, aren't you?"
This "Hundred Herbs Golden Prescription" was something he had recently acquired.
He had diligently studied it for over a week and still had many parts he couldn't understand, let alone Chen Xiao who had only looked at it for such a short time.
As expected, Chen Xiao shook his head.
Seeing Chen Xiao shake his head, Director Hao didn't get angry. In fact, he seemed rather self-satisfied.
"Young man, it's alright if you can't translate it. Don't be discouraged!"
"As the saying goes, there's benefit in opening a book. Nowadays, young people everywhere are glued to their phones. The fact that you're carefully flipping through a book like this is already very commendable!"
"Of course, if you're interested, you can come by and discuss it with me sometime. I'm willing to offer you some guidance."
Song Anran's face showed an expression of disbelief, a mixture of surprise and joy.
Director Hao saying this meant that Chen Xiao had left a very good impression on him.
With Director Hao's support, who would dare to say anything now?
However, before she could rejoice, she heard Chen Xiao say indifferently, "Director Hao, you've misunderstood. I'm shaking my head not because I can't translate it."
"But because there's something wrong with this book, and there's no need to translate it at all!"