"Alas, the undercover operation is likely a bust!"
Wan Yunting sank onto the sofa, plucked a cigarette from his pack, stuck it in his mouth, and lit it with his lighter.
Niu Qiuling stared blankly. She walked over and asked, "What exactly happened?"
Wan Yunting exhaled smoke, narrowed his eyes, and said, "That old bastard, his survival until now is due to his intelligence. He probably saw through my abrupt actions and wants to test me!"
"Test? What test?" Niu Qiuling asked, confused.
Wan Yunting turned to look at her and chuckled, "He wants me to kill his daughter, Ling Wei, for him!"
"What?"
This time, Niu Qiuling was shocked. Wan Yunting took a puff of his cigarette and shook his head, laughing, "So, this is going to be difficult."
Niu Qiuling frowned. It was indeed difficult. She immediately stood up and took out her phone, "I'll report this to Bureau Chief Pang..."
Wan Yunting nodded. He continued to smoke, his brow furrowed. Although he really wanted to get information about Young Master Leng through Ling Xianzong, being asked to kill someone changed the nature of the matter entirely.
It seemed he would have to find another way to inquire about Young Master Leng.
The next morning, Wan Yunting emerged from the hotel. As expected, Manager Lao Hei was there, smiling and seeing him off.
Meng Hu, standing at the entrance of the bar, naturally saw this scene and sighed. He figured that his plan to recruit Wan Yunting into their ranks was likely to fail again.
However, Ling Xianzong didn't care. While he admired Wan Yunting, he also felt the man was too clever and could pose a threat to him later on.
Upon returning home, Wan Yunting found that Niu Qiuling had already woken up. They didn't say much, and after breakfast, they went to work separately.
Southern Traditional Chinese Medicine Department.
"Little Wan is here."
Sister Yan at the front desk on the first floor greeted him enthusiastically.
"Mm, good morning, Sister Yan..."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded at her, then headed straight to the second floor, intending to ask Jiang Yichun for a day off to accompany Su Ke'er out, lest that girl get angry again.
"Little Wan is here."
Jiang Yichun, who was sitting in his office drinking tea, immediately beckoned him to come in and have tea.
"Dean Jiang, I'd like to request a leave of absence today." Wan Yunting sat down, took a sip of tea, and smiled.
"Request leave? Today is your day off anyway," Jiang Yichun said with a smile.
"Is that so?"
Wan Yunting truly didn't know. The physicians at the hospital had rotating days off each month.
"Little Wan, Principal Gu has a good impression of you."
Jiang Yichun changed the subject. "He mentioned to me yesterday that he wants you to get a teacher's qualification certificate and become a teacher at our Traditional Chinese Medicine University!"
"Be a teacher?" Wan Yunting was a little surprised.
"Yes, I think it's a good thing. After all, the future of traditional Chinese medicine relies on your generation of young people. So, I agreed with Principal Bai's suggestion," Jiang Yichun said with a smile, as he had high hopes for Wan Yunting.
"Getting a teacher's qualification certificate should be difficult."
Wan Yunting raised an eyebrow. He didn't quite think so!
After all, Gu Yuanbai likely knew he could perform the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate, which was why he came up with this idea!
"It's not difficult. As long as you agree, Principal Bai can help you get it through connections," Jiang Yichun said dismissively.
"Hmm, I'll consider it then."
Wan Yunting nodded. This was indeed something he needed to think about. He then asked Jiang Yichun, "By the way, Dean Jiang, do you know Sima Boyong?"
"Sima Boyong? Of course, I know him."
Jiang Yichun nodded and said, "He is a true titan in the entire Chinese traditional medicine field. Ten years ago, he served as the chairman of our National Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. However, due to his advanced age, he retired and lives in seclusion in the capital."
"Currently, the chairman of our Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine is his eldest son, Sima Wentang. Although his medical skills are not as good as his father Sima Boyong's, he is also a renowned physician in the traditional Chinese medicine circles."
"Especially their Sima family's Grand Emperor Qiankun Needle technique, it's incredibly skillful, with the ability to bring the dead back to life. They have always been the leading family in our traditional Chinese medicine field!"
Wan Yunting listened and nodded, his heart feeling a little heavy.
It seemed there was still a long way to go to fulfill his master's dying wish!
"Why are you suddenly asking about him?" Jiang Yichun asked curiously.
"I was looking up the medical schools of our Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine last night, so I was just curious," Wan Yunting replied with a smile.
Jiang Yichun nodded and sighed, "However, Principal Gu and I do not agree with the Sima family's views on inheritance!"
"Oh?"
Wan Yunting was taken aback. Jiang Yichun frowned and said, "Although their Sima family is indeed the leader of our traditional Chinese medicine field, their thinking is too conservative. They believe in the archaic idea that inheritance is introduced by the master and cannot be passed on outside the family!"
"But Principal Gu and I believe that our future traditional Chinese medicine education and inheritance must undergo reforms, allowing more young people to inherit our traditional Chinese medicine, so that it can be passed down and continue in the future."
"Otherwise, with the Sima family's traditional thinking, their family can continue, but all of traditional Chinese medicine will be inherited by them because they want to monopolize the entire field of traditional Chinese medicine, all medical schools!"
Hearing that the Sima family wanted to monopolize traditional Chinese medicine, Wan Yunting sneered inwardly. It was just as his master had said!
"Therefore, Little Wan, I think Principal Gu's suggestion is good. After all, the Sima family cannot reach out to us in the Lingnan medical school to prevent us from reforming traditional Chinese medicine education," Jiang Yichun said solemnly to Wan Yunting, "Only by starting from the children can we lead traditional Chinese medicine towards the path of rejuvenation!"
"Mm, I will consider it carefully."
Wan Yunting nodded. However, from Jiang Yichun's words, he gained a piece of information.
That was that Gu Yuanbai and the Sima family were not on the same path!
At this moment, Su Ke'er, like a little darling, peeked around the door and waved at Wan Yunting inside, also greeting Jiang Yichun cheerfully, "Grandpa Jiang, good morning."
"It's you, little girl." Seeing that it was Su Ke'er, Jiang Yichun knew she had come to find Wan Yunting.
"Dean Jiang, I'll be leaving now. If you need anything, just call me anytime." Wan Yunting stood up and smiled.
"Alright, alright, go play."
Jiang Yichun waved his hand and watched Wan Yunting and Su Ke'er leave. He couldn't help but sigh, secretly regretting that his granddaughter wasn't more ambitious...
"Brother Yunting, where are we going to play today?"
As Su Ke'er walked downstairs, linking arms with Wan Yunting, she had dressed up specially today. She wore a pink plaid shirt with a blue denim A-line skirt, tucking the shirt in to show off her small waist, though not extremely thin. Su Ke'er was a girl who was cute and a little plump.
"Where do you want to go?" Wan Yunting asked.
"It's still early. Going to watch a movie would be odd. How about we go to an escape room, or a haunted house? We can have lunch around noon, and then watch a movie or have afternoon tea in the afternoon. What do you think?" Su Ke'er's big, bright eyes were watery and extremely beautiful and cute.
"Sure, I'll accompany you today anyway," Wan Yunting said with a nonchalant smile.
"Yay, let's go then."
Su Ke'er was delighted. She held his arm, and the two of them left the hospital. In the car, they used their phones to search for nearby escape rooms and other entertainment venues, and Wan Yunting drove them there...
Just as they left, Kuang Long arrived in a Mercedes-Benz minivan, it was Ling Wei and the others.
"Miss Ling, Doctor Wan is off today. He just went out," Sister Yan said to Ling Wei in the first-floor lobby.
"Is that so?"
Ling Wei hadn't expected Wan Yunting to be off work today.
"Big sister, should I call Boss Wan?" Kuang Long asked.
"No need."
Ling Wei waved her hand, her enchanting, foxy eyes narrowing. She smiled, "We'll come back tomorrow. Let's go..."
First People's Hospital.
Wan Dongming accompanied Wang Chulin to deliver soup to her father.
"Dongming, maybe you shouldn't go up. I'm afraid Dad will get agitated if he sees you," Wang Chulin said with a frown.
"It's alright, I won't go inside," Wan Dongming smiled.
Wang Chulin could only nod. They arrived at the ward door, and Zheng Peihui walked out. But the moment she saw Wan Dongming, remembering what happened last night, Zheng Peihui's expression was incredibly complex. She felt a mixture of emotions and dared not look Wan Dongming in the eye.
"Mom."
Seeing the embarrassed expression on his mother-in-law's face, Wan Dongming smiled, feeling incredibly pleased.
"Mm, Dongming is here too." Zheng Peihui looked up, unable to meet Wan Dongming's eyes, and forced a smile onto her awkward face, which looked worse than crying.
This scene surprised Wang Chulin, who looked at her mother and husband in confusion.
Because Zheng Peihui had lied to Wang Chulin when she returned last night, saying she had accidentally bumped into a burly man on an electric bike while walking, not only falling but also being slapped a few times, which was why she looked so disheveled last night.
As for being kidnapped, she didn't mention it at all, because Zheng Peihui felt too ashamed to tell her daughter.
"Chulin, why don't you go in and deliver the soup to Dad first?" Wan Dongming said.