Chapter 3: Who is that little kid you're thinking of?

  Wang Zhi and Qi Changguo drank until 1 am, when Qi Changguo finally fell asleep in a drunken stupor. However, Wang Zhi was unusually sober, gazing at the snoring Qi Changguo beside him. He suddenly recalled his first meeting with Wu Song, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he shook his head.

  After returning home, Wang Zhi sat cross-legged again. The consecutive use of internal force over the past two days had caused Wang Zhi's internal force consumption to almost catch up with its depletion. More than half of the internal force he recovered in the first two days was consumed again today.

  The next day, when Wang Zhi arrived at the hospital, Qi Lao had already woken up and surprisingly asked someone to invite Wang Zhi to have a meal together.

  When Wang Zhilai arrived, although he had already eaten, he still went to sit with Qi Lao and re-examined him, also reminding the old man of some precautions and dietary taboos.

  After this incident, Wang Zhi's name can be said to have slowly spread in the upper circles of Jianghuai City. Most of the actual power holders knew that there was a young doctor at the Central Hospital who saved Qi Lao's life and got along well with Qi Changguo, Qi Lao's son.

  At the same time, Wang Zhi can be said to have risen to the same level as Zhou Boran and Jiang Yuanhua in Zhang Peihou's mind, becoming the fifth giant of the Central Hospital. Although Wang Zhi did not have much authority in private, whenever there was a difficult disease, Zhang Peihou would always invite Wang Zhi to consult together and discuss some strategies, which made Wang Zhi also gain more understanding and knowledge of some modern diseases.

  In the blink of an eye, another month has passed, and Wang Zhi's reputation at Central Hospital has continued to soar. Whether in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine or the Department of Western Medicine, many doctors have come to know Wang Zhi as a young doctor who is highly valued by Zhang Peihou.

  During this time, Lin Qiwai and Lin Xueyan had both invited Wang Zhiqian to attend Old Master Lin's birthday banquet, but he had declined with a hint of politeness. As it happened, Wang Zhi was busy selling online the calligraphy piece by Huang Tingjian that he had bought from the antique shop some time ago.

  Although that calligraphy was a genuine work by Huang Tingjian, it was created before he became famous and did not have his seal on it. There was only a single character written in his own handwriting, which was also an alias. As a result, Wang Zhi had to put in some effort to find someone who truly appreciated the calligraphy.

  Wang Zhi was in a hurry to sell his calligraphy and paintings, also because he had been back in the city for so long and slowly discovered that he was short of money. In the past, he was carefree and wandered around practicing medicine without needing any money, but now that he's back again with the idea of reviving traditional Chinese medicine, money is naturally indispensable. Take his current situation, for example - Wang Zhi works at a hospital and it's very troublesome to commute home by car every day. If he had money, he could either buy an apartment nearby or purchase his own vehicle, which would be more convenient.

  In fact, with Wang Zhi's medical skills, making money is not as easy as turning over one's hand. However, since Wang Zhi has been working at the hospital recently, he can't privately accept money, can he? Although Zhang Peihou pays Wang Zhi a salary of more than 10,000 yuan per month, it's still not enough to buy a car or a house.

  After these busy days, Wang Zhi finally found a buyer who knew his stuff and sold the calligraphy and painting for 5.3 million. He is now choosing a house in Fengyun Villas not far from Central Hospital.

  Wang Zhi was looking at a simple one-bedroom apartment, only about sixty square meters, which is a simple house. This kind of house is exactly what Wang Zhi likes, he lives alone and too luxurious is not good.

  The house prices in the city center are indeed expensive, with 180,000 yuan per square meter. Moreover, Wang Zhi bought a fully decorated and furnished house, which made it even more expensive. In total, he spent almost 18 million yuan on the house.

  After completing all the formalities, looking at the card with almost half of the funds suddenly shrinking, even Wang Zhi, this seemingly transcendent divine doctor, couldn't help but feel a sharp pain.

  Although Wang Zhi said that he had lived in ancient times for over a thousand years, modern times were where he grew up after all. That strange experience, which lasted for thousands of years, was like a dream, and it could be said that growing up with such spending habits made Wang Zhi a big spender, as if he was riding on a flower-adorned sedan chair for the first time in his life.

  No wonder people often say that a small amount of money can bring down a hero, it's really like that. Wang Zhi has finally seen the cruelty of modern society's consumption. If this were in ancient times, more than 1.8 million would be equivalent to nearly a thousand taels of silver, which is absolutely a large sum of money.

  Of course, there has always been a gap between the rich and the poor, and the daily expenses of the aristocratic families in ancient times were also huge. Wang Zhi, as a divine doctor, had always been carefree and extravagant, but now that he suddenly spent such a large sum of money, it was inevitable that he would feel uneasy at heart.

  No mention of Dr. Wang's sudden wealth, but he spent more than half of it immediately and felt a little depressed. At this time, Xu Xiaoran in Jiangling was also extremely depressed, the difference being that Xu Xiaoran's depression was about major life events, which was vastly different from Dr. Wang's.

  At this time, Xu Xiaoran was looking at a young man sitting in front of her with a gloomy face, and she was scolding the damned family in her heart.

  The young man in front of Xu Xiaoran was named Tian Hao, the son of Tian Xifa, Secretary of the Jiangling Political and Legal Committee. Tian Hao was a talented and handsome young man with a good family background. His father was the third most important person in Jiangling City, so it seemed that he was quite suitable for Xu Xiaoran.

  However, Tian Hao is a real insider, and from a young age, he has been well-versed in all sorts of vices. Over the years, he has indeed harmed many young girls and married women. Many people have silently endured his behavior due to Tian Jifeng's power. This young man's notorious reputation is known to some famous people, and Xu Xiaoran is naturally also aware of it.

  Looking at the dignified and majestic creature in front of her, Xu Xiaoran really wanted to splash the coffee she was drinking into his face, but considering the situation at home, Xu Xiaoran could only silently endure.

  The Xu family in Jiangling, three generations of merchants, has now become the largest business family in Jiangling, with accumulated wealth that is too numerous to count. However, facing the local tyrant of Jiangling, the Xu family still feels somewhat powerless. Therefore, regarding Tian Hao's pursuit of Xu Xiaoran, Mr. Xu also holds a permissive attitude.

  "Xiao Ruan, I'm being genuine with you. Although I had a bad reputation in the past, that was just due to my ignorance when I was young. Now that I've met you, I realize how unworthy those ordinary women were. Will you accept me?" Seeing Xu Xiaoran not speaking for half a day, Tian Hao hastily made a sincere confession.

  However, Tian Hao thought that his sincere confession was met with disgust in Xu Xiaoran's eyes. As she looked at Tian Hao who continued to confess, a figure of another young man suddenly flashed across her mind. The young man had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth and deep self-confidence in his eyes, exuding an aura of calmness that belittled everything under heaven. It was exactly the scene when Xu Xiaoran saw Wang Zhi not long ago.

  "That guy seems to be getting more and more charming, but how can he be so timid? If he were a bit bolder, maybe he would...” Xu Xiaoran thought to herself as her face gradually flushed with a hint of crimson.

  Seeing Xu Xiaoran's face flush, Tian Hao was overjoyed and thought that Xu Xiaoran was shy because of his confession.

  "Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran." Tian Hao called out softly twice, but seeing that Xu Xiaoran's eyes were unfocused, the joy that had just risen up instantly disappeared, and a surge of anger suddenly rose up in his heart. He muttered to himself: "She's not thinking of me, she already has someone she likes."

  "Who is that kid?" Seeing Xu Xiaoran's still infatuated gaze, Tian Haoteng suddenly stood up and loudly shouted.

  "Huh? What?" Xu Xiaoran's daydream was interrupted by Tian Hao's loud voice, and she looked at him in confusion as he suddenly stood up.

  "Who is that kid? Tell me, who was it you were just thinking of? I'm going to wipe him out!" Tian Hao shouted loudly.

  Looking at Tian Hao's distorted face due to anger, Xu Xiaoran was delighted and smiled casually, saying "Mind your own business."

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