Rural Strongest Little Divine Doctor

The conference room erupted in a roar of laughter.

Everyone had thought Luo Yang would be enraged, but instead, he maintained his refined composure without any intention of scolding anyone.

Doctors like Zou Qingxiong actually gained more respect for Luo Yang's psychological quality and found it inappropriate to laugh at him any further.

Tan Shengmei's neck had turned red. She clenched her teeth, ready to go all out.

"Luo Yang was recommended by me. If he turns out to be someone with an undeserved reputation, I'm willing to resign from my position as deputy director," Tan Shengmei declared solemnly.

"Doctor Tan, that's a joke you can't afford to make," Zou Qingxiong waved his hand.

"No, I stake my reputation to make this wager with everyone. Please give him a chance to demonstrate his medical skills," Tan Shengmei stated firmly.

Ever since meeting Luo Yang at the hospital, Tan Shengmei had her friends inquire about him and learned that he was known as the Little Miracle Doctor around Xiaoshulin Market.

Had she only heard about him from others, Tan Shengmei would never have been fully convinced.

She had seen with her own eyes how Luo Yang treated patients; seeing is believing.

Taking into account what she had heard and what she had seen, Tan Shengmei would rather stand by Luo Yang, even if it meant betting on tomorrow, and she would not regret it.

Luo Yang was very grateful for Tan Shengmei's trust.

With Tan Shengmei's support, even with opposition from some doctors, Zou Qingxiong still agreed to give Luo Yang a chance to perform.

"At noon, there happens to be a cataract patient seeking treatment. Go have a look," Zou Qingxiong said.

Tan Shengmei was not at the hospital at the time and was not aware of this matter.

Other doctors secretly snickered, while those who had a good relationship with Tan Shengmei, sweated for her.

This was because the cataract patient was elderly, also suffered from high blood pressure, and even had cerebral thrombosis, and, to top it all off, had heart disease.

A cataract, in fact, is not considered a serious illness.

In front of modern advanced medicine, surgery is basically all that is required.

However, for older patients who also suffer from high blood pressure and other conditions, surgery is not advisable.

Zou Qingxiong didn't truly accept Luo Yang, the young doctor.

The other doctors all harbored some jealousy towards Luo Yang.

Being so young and able to start a department at Renmin Hospital was something other doctors envied in their hearts.

Moreover, certain doctors who didn't get along well with Tan Shengmei in private, wished even more to see Luo Yang embarrass himself.

If Luo Yang didn't have the skills, it would indirectly make Tan Shengmei lose face.

Now that Tan Shengmei was staking her career on the bet, if she lost and had to resign from the position of deputy director, it would give those aspiring to the position a chance for promotion.

What seemed like an ordinary incident of a young man treating a patient was actually fraught with a struggle of various strategic interests.

"Alright, lead the way," Luo Yang said.

He feared nothing.

Since he was here, he might as well be at ease.

He thought that as long as he did his best, even if he failed, Tan Shengmei would understand.

If Tan Shengmei no longer worked at the hospital, Luo Yang could offer her a job selling beauty stream products, which wouldn't pay less than her current job.

Therefore, Luo Yang was very calm.

Upon leaving the conference room, a doctor quietly informed Tan Shengmei about the situation of the cataract patient.

Learning that it was a complicated case, Tan Shengmei immediately became anxious.

She had staked her future on the assumption that Luo Yang would be victorious, partly by choice and partly out of compulsion.

Given the situation at that time, she already felt like she had lost face.

So she steeled her heart, preparing to make a big bet.

If Luo Yang could impress in front of the other doctors, then she, Tan Shengmei, would also earn respect.

Now, hearing that it was no ordinary cataract patient, Tan Shengmei felt she was doomed.

She reached the position of deputy director by relying on sixty percent skill, thirty percent connections, and ten percent luck.

That ten percent luck should not be underestimated, as it was especially important.

It's just like Thomas Edison's famous saying "ninety-nine percent perspiration."

Later, people took Edison's statement out of context. They distorted the original meaning of his words, shifting the emphasis to underscore the crucial importance of "perspiration" in success or failure.

This was to highlight the significance of the idea that hard work yields rewards.

However, what Edison originally said began with "one percent inspiration," suggesting that geniuses need inspiration even more.

Edison's point was to emphasize the importance of inspiration for geniuses, with perspiration being secondary.

Without inspiration, no matter how much one sweats, they simply engage in hard labor without becoming an inventor.

For Tan Shengmei to become the deputy director, that one percent of luck was extremely important.

It so happened that a deputy director was retiring, vacating a position.

Had there been no retiring deputy director, Tan Shengmei would not have been promoted.

But with a position available for competition, Tan Shengmei's abilities and connections came into play.

Zou Qingxiong was actually a student of Tan Shengmei's father.

With such a relationship, things became much easier to handle.

Besides, Tan Shengmei's father was the principal of the Second Middle School, with connections spread far and wide. His network was naturally extensive.

Once she became the deputy director, the whole family was happy.

Now Tan Shengmei had made her decision to preserve Luo Yang's dignity at the cost of her career, and if her family found out, she wouldn't dare to face them.

Even if Zou Qingxiong didn't ask Tan Shengmei to resign, having already made her claim in front of so many doctors, she would be too ashamed to stay if she went back on her word.

In other words, if Luo Yang failed, Tan Shengmei would have to leave Renmin Hospital.

There was no second option.

At that moment, as she was about to reach the ward door, a crowd of doctors followed, all eager to see how Luo Yang was going to brag.

No one believed that Luo Yang had superior medical skills.

Tan Shengmei was sweating with anxiety as she walked behind Luo Yang.

When a doctor informed Tan Shengmei about the special cataract patient, Luo Yang heard it too.

Although the hospital was a bit noisy, Luo Yang's hearing was extraordinary, allowing him to effortlessly pick up nearby sounds.

"Luo Yang, come over here for a second, I need to talk to you," Tan Shengmei said, trying to remain calm.

"Please wait, everyone," Luo Yang said courteously.

So Zou Qingxiong and other doctors had to stop in the hallway, letting Luo Yang and Tan Shengmei have their conversation.

Zou Qingxiong was reluctant to see Tan Shengmei play with fire, but since she had insisted on supporting Luo Yang in front of so many doctors, he had no choice but to indulge her.

Moreover, Zou Qingxiong did not want Luo Yang to stay at Renmin Hospital, mainly because he felt that Luo Yang lacked medical skills and might be a charlatan from the Jianghu.

In other words, what people commonly refer to as a Charlatan.

Seeing that Luo Yang had such good composure, Zou Qingxiong was even more convinced that he must have frequented the Jianghu to develop such an unflappable demeanor—as if he could use the sky as a blanket if it fell.

Tan Shengmei took Luo Yang a dozen steps away but still worried that others would hear her, so she wanted to whisper to Luo Yang.

This meant she had to get up close to Luo Yang.

They stood face to face.

When Tan Shengmei leaned in to whisper in Luo Yang's ear, she had to get closer.

Even those without X-Ray Ability could see Tan Shengmei's full bosom approaching.

The round curves, firm and perky, were simply irresistible.

Furthermore, with Luo Yang's X-Ray Ability, catching a glimpse of two proud snow-capped peaks rushing towards him, he couldn't help but shiver slightly.

Luo Yang was taller than Tan Shengmei.

Even though Tan Shengmei moved close to him, their bodies nearly touching, it was still difficult for her to whisper to him.

She simply didn't want others to hear clearly what she was saying, as those words were embarrassing.

As a result, Tan Shengmei had to stand on tiptoe and bring her red lips close to Luo Yang's ear.

At that moment, her full bosom collided with Luo Yang's chest.

In that blissful instant, Luo Yang felt two elastic mounds surge against him.

Soft and warm.