Translator: Abo Dammen
Editor: Ainden
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The laptop screen shone in Jiang Yunshu’s face as he flipped it open. He looked up at Lin Baizhou. “So, do you have this goal in mind?”
After being silent for a while, Lin Baizhou suddenly perked up and clasped both of Jiang Yunshu’s hands. His eyes were gleaming. “Bro!”
Jiang Yunshu withdrew his hand.
“We have a small organisation as well.” Lin Baizhou suppressed his cynical grin and took a deep breath. “Made up of a group of doctors and medical researchers. There are a total of six people in the group. We also organised the materials for your organisation. People in our group proposed and got a local regulation passed.”
“Those on our side include people from the corporate world and politicians,” Jiang Yunshu quipped.
“Fuck.” Once more, Lin Baizhou snatched Jiang Yunshu’s hand. “That’s fantastic! Let’s get together another time. There’s strength in numbers! Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
Jiang Yunshu couldn’t put his feelings into words. He was relieved that he wasn’t alone in the fight, and he felt a strange sense of surprise at having stumbled upon such a large and delightful treasure. He smiled as his mood improved. “You didn’t tell me either.”
“I had no idea!” Lin Baizhou yelped. “Remember the last time I invited you to play at my house? It was supposed to talk about this!”
Instead of continuing the conversation, Jiang Yunshu said, “Then I’ll talk to Dr. Qin.”
Lin Baizhou, “Dr. Qin? A doctor? Didn’t you say they were all from the business and political circle?”
“Qin Zhongnan works at our hospital as well.” Jiang Yunshu closed the laptop. “He is one of Tianfeng Group’s heirs. Qin Shibei, his sister, is currently in charge.”
“Here?” Lin Baizhou was puzzled, “Surnamed Qin? Which department?”
Jiang Yunshu, “Psychiatry Department, the one often sporting a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.”
Lin Baizhou was able to identify him based on his description. “Oh, him! I’ve seen him in the hospital, but I didn’t know. Also, what exactly do you mean by “our hospital”? You can’t just say that?”
Jiang Yunshu cast a glance at him. “I’m going to take an exam to become a doctor.”
“Oh right, you don’t have a medical licence yet, so you can only take the exam during your first year of graduate school. Are you gonna pursue a master’s degree?”
Jiang Yunshu said indifferently, “If I can’t pass the test, I’ve become a doctor in my world and studied for years for nothing.”
To be more specific, he wanted to take Huachuan’s exam because of the partnership between Huachuan and the Imperial Capital Hospital. If he did exceptionally well academically during his combined master’s and doctoral studies, he might be stationed in the Imperial Capital. Secondly, once patients’ tumour diagnoses were finalised, they would be transferred directly to the oncology department in the ICH because of its well-deserved reputation for excellence in the field.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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“That’s fucking horrible.” If he had been asked to start studying medicine from the beginning… When Lin Baizhou considered it, he immediately shut the thought down. He shuddered. “I’d rather die than go through this again.”
In his world, after earning his master’s and doctorate degrees, Jiang Yunshu would have a professional title only after passing all of his exams on one take, obtaining his medical licence exam immediately after graduation, and serving as an intern, resident, and attending physician for a total of ten years.
Lin Baizhou exclaimed in horror, “You know, you’re a maso, aren’t you? Are you a masochist? Am I right???”
Jiang Yunshu remained silent for two seconds, then silently picked up the laptop and walked to the opposite side of the room to continue his work.
Life continued as usual.
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One day, Lin Baizhou arrived at work on time and left at the usual time of 5:30 pm.
As he left the hospital’s main entrance, his phone chimed and the document he’d asked someone to check a few days earlier was sent to him.
Lin Baizhou clicked it, and the screen displayed a person’s profile, complete with a photo and a name. A curse spewed from his lips, “He looks like a real beast. Zheng Ruyun looks more like his mother.”
He swiped directly and jumped to the most crucial information.
Name: Zheng Hongqian. Time of death: 2012-4-19 04:23.
Time of death?! Lin Baizhou stood in place, motionless, while the patients and doctors around him came and went.
Cause of death: Accidental death. Fell down the stairs while intoxicated.
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Jiang Yunshu typed while sitting at the dinner table. The computer screen was covered in English text. While reviewing the two SCI journals of the 2nd district, he remembered the SCI journal he had published in the original world.
In contrast to those who had a master’s degree, Jiang Yunshu was a surgeon who belonged to a group with professional degrees.
He was more concerned with the clinical aspects of his work, such as the number of patients he treated, the success rate of his surgeries, and his overall level of surgical expertise.
He also doesn’t intend to devote as much time to making a SCI as he did in his world because he had a lot of other important things he needed to do in this world.
Jiang Yunshu had been thinking hard for several hours and had cobbled together the core ideas and main content to write on Word, and after confirming and saving, he was about to start writing a set of political papers when Bai Tang called.
Since living apart, the two have developed a habit of talking on the phone every night, even if they only have a few words to say.
Jiang Yunshu put on a pair of ear phones and synced them on bluetooth.
“Hello, Dr. Jiang?” Bai Tang’s soft voice rang in his ears.
Jiang Yunshu sat back in his chair, tilted his head back, and closed his tired eyes. “Hmm, it’s me.”
Bai Tang sat in the study, and Heitang lay under the table. “Dr. Jiang…can we do a video call?” he asked softly, twirling a few of its furs with his round toes. He hasn’t seen Jiang Yunshu for a week.
After two seconds of silence, Jiang Yunshu pressed “transfer to video call”.
On the phone screen, Bai Tang’s attractive brows appeared, and he seemed relieved to see that Jiang Yunshu agreed with him. “Good evening, Dr. Jiang!” he exclaimed, his creased brows stretched out.
“Good evening.”
Looking at the background, he appeared to be in the study. Bai Tang was dressed in the light beige cotton pyjamas he had bought for him. Bai Tang asked, “What are you doing?”
Jiang Yunshu sipped his water and replied, “I was just thinking about the SCI I had published. I’m currently working on a set of political papers.”
SCI? Bai Tang didn’t know what it was, but he had heard about it, and in his impression it was a very powerful thing, not something that ordinary people could issue.
They need at least a master’s degree or higher to be an attending physician… He blinked and asked softly, “Dr. Jiang, what’s your degree?”
Jiang Yunshu answered truthfully, “I’m studying for a Ph.D.”
Bai Tang gently dragged out an “ah”.
There was a brief period of silence.
As if sensing that Bai Tang’s mood was a little off, Jiang Yunshu asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Ah, it’s nothing.” Bai Tang smiled on the other end of the phone. “Why don’t you do the exam papers, Dr. Jiang? I’ll stop disturbing you. I also just happen to be planning to do a set of questions…”
Jiang Yunshu stared intently at Bai Tang, and then asked, “Did you have a good meal?”
Bai Tang obediently answered, “Yes…”
Jiang Yunshu, “Can you sleep at night?”
“Fortunately. Ruyun and I sleep in my room together.”
Jiang Yunshu continued to ask, “Have you been drinking the medicine?”
Bai Tang, “Yes. I’ve been drinking it well…”
Jiang Yunshu paused for a moment, then said, “Okay, go and do your questions. Go to bed early.”
“Mhm.” Bai Tang rolled his eyes.”Dr. Jiang should go to bed early too. Good night.”
The video call ended.
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Zheng Ruyun’s car was a second-hand car, a small car that could only accommodate two people. They let the breeze through the open windows on both sides and let the wind style their hair.
After returning home at nearly six o’clock, Zheng Ruyun tore open a bag of pasta and asked, “Bai Tang, do you want tomato sauce pasta tonight?”
Bai Tang laughed at him. “You only asked me after tearing it open!”
Zheng Ruyun laughed as well. “I’m just letting you know. Don’t worry about it if you don’t wanna eat it.”
When the pasta was almost done cooking, he heard Bai Tang asking from behind, “Ruyun, tell me, can the scars on the gland be removed?”
Zheng Ruyun was taken aback. He flipped off the stove and turned around to see Bai Tang on the couch, holding Heitang while stroking its fur.
“It will hurt,” he said. “Especially if your scar is on the gland. It’s a fairly sizable wound with significant depth. It’ll be just as painful as when that jerk left that wound.”
Bai Tang hung his head down, his expression hidden. He gave a soft hum.
Unknowingly, Zheng Ruyun reached for his hip bone, where a long, deep scar lay. It had uneven skin coloration and a rough skin surface. It was a telltale sign of laser surgery.
He’d been there, so he understood Bai Tang’s current mood and thoughts. He neither supported nor opposed, but just objectively said, “Besides, the scars will not be completely removed. There will still be shallow marks left there after the procedure is over.”
Bai Tang’s hand stopped petting Heitang, and he remained silent.
“You….” Zheng Ruyun asked, “Have you talked to Jiang Yunshu about this?”
Bai Tang pursed his lips and shook his head.
Zheng Ruyun asked, “Do you want to tell him?”
Bai Tang’s eyelashes fluttered, and with a confused and sad expression on his face, he whispered, “I don’t know…”
Thank you for the chapter!! 🤧💓✨
Ahhhh thank you
Poor baby 😭 talk it with dr. Jiang! I’m sure he’ll support bai tang no matter what he decides to do!
Yes- Dr. Jiang and Lin Baizhou could probably figure out what’s possible with their combined expertise
The omegas are pretty cute doing domestic stuff together. Even though Bai Tang is missing his angel doctor’s face, I’m sure he can relax in a way he couldn’t do with any alphas around, for now.
Tell him! You must tell him! ヾ( ๑´д`๑)ﾂ
Thank You for the new chapter (´,,•ω•,,)♡ Good to see You again! I saw Your message on discord and hope You are much better (｡’▽’｡)♡ Take care! ❤
This novel is back, I’ve missed it so much!! (۶* ‘ꆚ’)۶” Hope you’re recovering well!
Also, it seems ‘don’t’ and ‘aren’t’ are jumbled here! “You know you’re a maso don’taren’t you? Are you a masochist?”
Thanks!