The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot Chapter 103 – Chapter 103: 101 Lu Zhi cried and begged, filled with regret 【1 more】

Chapter 103: 101 Lu Zhi cried and begged, filled with regret 【1 more】

Because she was so nervous, Lu Zhi even stretched out a hand to straighten her collar.

During the interview, the first impression on the interviewer was the most important.

She didn't even know whether this godly doctor was a man or a woman.

As Lu Zhi was thinking this, she saw Ying Zijin walk in.

She was even wearing the uniform of Verdant, with its blue and white colors, utterly plain and ordinary.

Lu Zhi's smile disappeared in an instant, and her face turned cold, “I was wondering why you were so quiet just now; it turns out you were here waiting for me. What, do you think you can ruin my interview by being here?”

She knew that dogs that bite never bark.

Lu Zhi turned her head, looking very irritated, “Aren't we waiting for the godly doctor? What does her coming here mean? Are you really considering such an unqualified candidate?”

If that was the case, Shao Ren Hospital really didn't deserve to employ her.

The HR director didn't pay her any heed; he abruptly stood up, his chair moving with him, his attitude very respectful, “Miss Ying, your timing is perfect. The seat is right here, please take a seat.”

Ying Zijin nodded her head and sat down in the middle seat.

The two expert physicians also moved aside, making sure there was enough space available.

Lu Zhi stared at the girl seated across from her, her mind suddenly ceased to function, “…”

Her ears buzzed, bordering on deafness, somewhat unable to comprehend the scene before her, leaving her completely stunned.

Seeing her like this, the HR director furrowed his brow.

But out of politeness, he still introduced her, “Miss Lu Zhi, this is the godly doctor of Shao Ren Hospital. Have you… met her before?”

This question struck like lightning, blowing Lu Zhi's mind wide open, and she lost even the ability to think.

Seeing it firsthand didn't have nearly the same impact as hearing the HR director personally confirm it.

Lu Zhi looked at the girl incredulously, her hands trembling.

Was Ying Zijin really Shao Ren Hospital's godly doctor?

The one who saved patients that even the First Hospital couldn't cure?

The godly doctor who was highly praised and greatly admired by her mentor?

How could this be possible!

How old was Ying Zijin this year?

She had just turned seventeen and scored nearly three hundred points less than her younger brother, Lu Fang. As a student of Verdant, she couldn't even get into a 211 university.

How could she suddenly become a godly doctor?

Lu Zhi's body was stiff, her thoughts a chaotic mess, completely forgetting to react.

The HR director's frown deepened, “Miss Lu Zhi?”

It took a full minute for Lu Zhi to barely calm her mind.

She pursed her lips and handed over her documents with a trembling voice, “Hello, I'm Lu Zhi; here's my resume.”

The HR director didn't take it, looking at the girl instead, the implication clear.

Tonight's interview was Ying Zijin's call.

Lu Zhi, however, felt extremely awkward, her fingers clutching her clothes tightly.

She still couldn't accept that she needed the approval of a foster daughter to land a job.

Ying Zijin didn't even glance at the resume Lu Zhi handed over; she leaned back in her chair, looked up, and said indifferently, “Don't want you.”

The HR director and the two experts were somewhat surprised.

They knew that Lu Zhi had graduated from the Imperial Capital University of Traditional Chinese Medicine; that degree alone was quite impressive.

Lu Zhi, red-faced with humiliation and anger, blurted out, “You haven't even looked at my resume, on what basis are you saying you don't want me? You can't take personal grudges this far!”

Couldn't personal matters be separate from professional ones?

Besides, she hadn't done anything so atrocious.

Hearing this, Ying Zijin finally looked at Lu Zhi properly.

“You worry too much,” she said with a suppressed laugh, slowly, “You are not that important.”

The underlying message: don't flatter yourself.

These words made Lu Zhi's heart unable to bear it any longer; her lips trembled fiercely.

She was shaking all over with humiliation, her voice unstable, “Ying Zijin, you, you… ”

However, Lu Zhi couldn't finish her sentence.

“Lu Zhi, entered Imperial Capital University of Chinese Medicine in 2012, graduated in 2017,” the girl's voice was cold, “Rose to postgraduate the same year, and during the 2020 dissertation defense, the thesis was heavily plagiarized and failed to obtain a diploma.”

“In between, you interned at the Third Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital of the Capital, mistakenly used the toxic Staphylococcus bacteria thinking it was non-toxic mushrooms, and mixed it into the medicinal materials. Besides that, you caused no less than six medical incidents.”

Lu Zhi's face went completely pale as she stuttered, “You… how did you know?!”

Her resume did not include such things.

Ying Zijin didn't answer, her expression indifferent, “Next one, please.”

“No… no!” As if she remembered something, Lu Zhi started to shiver, pleading suddenly, “Ying Zijin, I beg you, I can't lose this job.”

“I can start as an ordinary physician, I don't want a salary during the probation period, just let me try,” Lu Zhi was so desperate she felt like crying, “I didn't mean to do it before, I didn't really want to mock you, please be magnanimous, can we not hold grudges?”

If she had known earlier that Ying Zijin was medically skilled, and a godly doctor at that, how could she possibly not have tried to ingratiate herself?

But Ying Zijin no longer looked at Lu Zhi, simply stating, “Leave.”

A powerful sense of humiliation drove Lu Zhi to her breaking point.

No matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't stay a moment longer.

Lu Zhi grabbed her bag, didn't even pick up her resume, and hurriedly left the room.

The HR department director, listening on the side, was scared out of his wits and secretly wiped off a sweat.

He always felt that their ‘divine doctor' wasn't just extraordinary in medical skills but also in something else.

But he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

With doubts in his mind, the HR department director let the next job applicant in.

After the Wu family's matter had settled down, Lu Zhi's mentor finally got some free time and flew to Shanghai City.

As soon as he landed, he headed straight for Shanghai First Hospital.

Old Madam Ying had been moved from the intensive care unit to a regular ward, but because her condition wasn't completely cured, she slept for fifteen hours a day.

Ying Luwei waited for half a day before her mentor came out.

She hurriedly approached and asked, “Excuse me, how is my mother's condition?”

“It's not very promising,” her mentor shook his head, sighed with a sense of shame, “Please forgive my lack of skill, I truly can't identify the root cause of the Old Madam's headaches.”

Western medicine couldn't find it, and neither could Chinese medicine.

Which was strange indeed.

“What should we do then…” Ying Luwei was somewhat panicked, “Does that mean my mother has to continue like this?”

“Miss Luwei, don't worry too much,” her mentor removed his protective glasses, “I've sealed several of the Old Madam's acupoints with silver needles to temporarily alleviate her pain.”

“But this is not a long-term solution, we must find the cause of the Old Madam's headaches as soon as possible.”

Ying Luwei pursed her lips, growing more agitated.

Old Madam Ying's headache wasn't a recent issue; it began two years ago.

And it had been getting worse lately.

Annoyed, Ying Luwei asked with impatience, “So what do we do now?”

“I'm sorry, Miss Luwei, I'm truly out of my depth,” her mentor said, “You've already consulted other physicians in the Capital, and if they can't help, it proves this ailment isn't something ordinary doctors can treat.”

“I'm afraid you'll need to ask the Meng Family.”

Ying Luwei took a deep breath and scoffed, “That's nonsense.”

The Meng Family was a major clan in the Capital.

How easy could it be to request a visit from someone from the Meng Family?

The mentor was also in a difficult position; he turned to look at Lu Zhi who stood beside him, frowning, “Xiao Zhi, what's with you these past few days?”

Lu Zhi, lost in her thoughts, hadn't heard what he said.

“Xiao Zhi? Xiao Zhi!”

Lu Zhi abruptly awoke from her reverie, “Teacher.”

“What's the matter with you, Xiao Zhi?” the mentor asked somewhat displeased, “One should never be absent-minded in medicine; have you found a job yet?”

When the topic of work was brought up, Lu Zhi bit her lower lip, unsure how to respond.

“Never mind, you also look under the weather, you should rest for now,” the mentor waved his hand dismissively and then said to Ying Luwei, “Miss Luwei, I've prescribed some medicine for the Old Madam, please come with me to get the prescription.”

After interviewing nearly five hundred applicants over three days, Shao Ren Hospital ended up hiring twenty people.

These twenty, however, would have to go through a three-month probationary period before becoming official staff.

Ying Zijin glanced at the list, and after confirming it was correct, handed it over to the HR department director.

With more staff, she would be able to completely step back.

After all, tricky diseases do not come by every day.

Apart from teaching that group of foolish kids in class 19, Ying Zijin was quite satisfied with her current semi-retired life.

After biology class, it was time for PE.

Jiang Ran, basketball in hand, headed to the sports field with a group of juniors in tow.

Ying Zijin put on her headphones and slowly followed behind.

At first, Xiu Yu would share one of the earbuds, but she doesn't anymore.

Because she couldn't understand why Daddy Ying wasn't listening to music, but English broadcasts instead.

The speech was so rapid it gave you a headache just listening.

Indeed, a big shot is not your average person.

Xiu Yu didn't know that Ying Zijin was actually listening not to English, but to Latin.

Nowadays, hardly anyone bothered to learn Latin, as it was a daunting language unless one was keen to debate with the Pope.

However, during the Ancient O Continent period, Latin was the origin of many languages.

Many ancient books were written in Latin, and since it was so difficult to learn, many had not been translated.

Including some of the world's secrets.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” Just then, Xiu Yu suddenly grabbed the girl's shoulders and shook her violently, almost crazily, “Daddy Ying, look, you have to look.”

Chapter end