Gao Jiping remained silent, merely sighing repeatedly.
She knew Hao Jian was telling the truth. With his abilities, taking control of the Underground Forces would be a matter of minutes. Yet, he did not do so; instead, he chose to become a driver.
It was hard for Gao Jiping to imagine why Hao Jian would make such a decision, and it wasn't until just now when Hao Jian explained it that she finally understood the reason.
It's lonely at the top. So it turned out this guy had already experienced the highest level of power, and due to that, had become weary of it, hence wishing to live as an ordinary person.
As for Hao Jian's decision, she was also full of surprise, thinking to herself that he was definitely an odd one.
People can resist the temptation of beauty and the allure of money, but power is much harder to resist.
Yet, Hao Jian had forsaken power to return to a life of tranquility. This state of mind, referred to as "contentment," was indeed rare in this world.
While Gao Jiping was deep in thought, Hao Jian stood up, ready to take his leave, "Thank you for the lunch, but I'm afraid I must decline your offer. This business of fighting and killing is really no longer suitable for me."
A bitter smile crossed Gao Jiping's lips, as she nodded with a look of dejection.
"I'll take my leave," Hao Jian nodded, turned around, and left without showing any sign of pity just because Gao Jiping was a beautiful woman.
Lust is lust, but principles are principles; the two should not be conflated.
Gao Jiping sat for a while longer before finally sighing and leaving with a disheartened expression.
Without Hao Jian's support, they would have no chance against Martial Evil Hall. The Red Makeup Society might very well become a trophy of Martial Evil Hall, and she would become nothing more than a plaything.
"Hao Jian, could I ask you for a favor?" Not long after Hao Jian had returned to the group, he received a call from the hospital director he had spoken to before.
"Go ahead," Hao Jian was also curious about what he might need help with.
"Here's the thing. Not long ago, I had dinner and chatted with Director Du Yuelin from the Hua City Chinese Medicine Hospital. When he found out you were a disciple of Teacher Liang, he got very excited. He asked me to call you and inquire if you would be willing to lecture at the Chinese Medicine Hospital. There's a salary involved, of course, fifty thousand yuan per class," the director explained.
"Director, as you know, I'm not really interested in money."
Hao Jian gave a wry smile. If he really wanted money, he would have agreed when the director first asked for his help.
"I know you're not a man who covets wealth, and I'm not trying to buy you with money," the director replied quickly, sensing the refusal in Hao Jian's tone.
He went on, "You know as well that Traditional Chinese Medicine in Huaxia is beginning to decline, gradually being replaced by Western medicine. But Director Du is a patriot who cares deeply about the entire field of Traditional Chinese Medicine; he doesn't want to see it wither."
"And you, as Divine Doctor Liang Wangsun's disciple, might even have more exquisite medical skills than he does. Having you as a teacher will definitely produce a group of excellent practitioners of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Hao Jian, your master gained glory for the country by defeating eight foreign physicians with his medical skills; I hope you can also do your part for the nation!"
Hao Jian had been planning to refuse, but hearing this, he hesitated.
He didn't want to be any teacher, but if it was for the country, that was a different story.
"Okay, I agree. But I might not have much time. However, I assure you, as soon as I am available, I will definitely go to the Chinese Medicine Hospital."
After some thought, Hao Jian accepted the offer. Revitalizing Traditional Chinese Medicine was a good cause, and naturally, he couldn't shirk the responsibility.
"I, I will give you Director Du's phone number right away." The dean, hearing Hao Jian's agreement, was also thrilled.
In the afternoon, Hao Jian took advantage of a lull and slipped away to the Chinese Medicine Hospital, where he met with Du Yuelin.
Du Yuelin was just as he had imagined: of average height and slightly lean, with a scholarly appearance, a full head of white hair, but still exuding a sharp vitality.
He sized up Hao Jian from head to toe, and after a while, suddenly laughed, slapping Hao Jian on the shoulder, "Indeed a young talent, just like your master!"
"Director Du knows my master?" Hao Jian asked, surprised.
"Of course, I was accompanying the group when your master went abroad and defeated foreign physicians. At that time, I did it in the capacity of an apprentice, without even the right to speak to your master, only doing some menial labor."
Du Yuelin said with a smile, but even just doing menial tasks, he felt content for being able to witness the imposing demeanor of Liang Wangsun.
"I see." Hao Jian smiled. So, Du Yuelin was a fan of his master as well.
"Teacher Liang went his whole life without taking on a disciple, saying in his words: 'Ordinary people aren't qualified to be his disciples.' However, a few years ago, I heard he took a genius as his disciple, but then the disciple ran away after a few years of study, which made Teacher Liang curse for a full year, saying the kid lacked ambition.
You're not that disciple who lacked ambition, are you?" Du Yuelin said with a grin, looking at Hao Jian.
Hao Jian touched his nose with a bitter smile and nodded, "I am that undetermined disciple."
It wasn't that he didn't want to learn, but at the time he had been assigned a task overseas and had no choice but to leave.
"Your master is called an unshakeable peak in the medical field. I hope that one day, you too can become a remarkable person like your master," Du Yuelin said in the tone of an elder, apparently having some reservations about Hao Jian's sudden departure from the medical field.
This was because Liang Wangsun had once said, if his disciple were to focus on studying medicine, it wouldn't take long for the disciple's medical skill to surpass his own.
Du Yuelin also wished to witness the rise of a second medical giant in Huaxia.
Hao Jian just smiled awkwardly, not engaging in the conversation.
"Alright, let me take you to meet the other teachers." Seeing Hao Jian's discomfort, Du Yuelin did not wish to press him further and took the initiative to lead Hao Jian.
"This new teacher is named Hao Jian, a disciple of Liang Wangsun. His medical skills are perhaps even more profound than mine. If any of you encounter medical troubles in the future, feel free to seek his help."
Director Du, with Hao Jian at his side in the office, introduced him to the other physicians, revealing his identity outright.
Upon hearing this, all the teachers were stunned.
The disciple of Liang Wangsun? Medical skills superior to the director's? Could it truly be, at scarcely over twenty years old, he was that formidable?
Therefore, the physicians curiously scrutinized Hao Jian as if he were some rare and exotic treasure.
This was mainly because the name of Liang Wangsun loomed so large, renowned not just domestically but also abroad!
"Qin Bing, you take Hao Jian to his classroom." At that moment, Du Yuelin suddenly said to one of the female doctors.
Then Hao Jian saw a woman who seemed ethereal stand up. She wore a white coat, had a willowy figure with short, efficient hair, eyes like tranquil waters, and her appearance was extraordinary.