CHAPTER 370: CHAPTER 370 TOO THRILLING

Gu Beihuai couldn’t block the person behind him, and instinctively hid behind Father Gu.

Father Gu didn’t understand why Gu Beihuai did this, and was about to ask.

But before Father Gu could speak, he saw the old man who was originally by his side stride into the room and start berating the people behind Tang Chuxia.

"You guys are really something!"

The people in white coats instinctively dodged, naturally seeking cover.

Unfortunately, they eventually found that it was safest behind Tang Chuxia; one by one, they moved behind her. At that moment, Tang Chuxia was still adjusting someone’s neck, her hands grasping the patient’s neck.

The old man snapped, "What the hell are you hiding for?"

"Snap!"

"Get the hell out here!"

"Snap, snap!"

"Keep acting like turtles, I dare you!"

"Snap, snap, snap!"

"Don’t you listen to me anymore?"

"Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap!"

Tang Chuxia kneaded the patient’s neck a couple of times, "Alright, stand up and move around, give it a try!"

Following her words, the patient didn’t immediately stand up to adjust but first wiped his face with his hand.

"I mean, old sir, should you not look at where you’re berating before you start? My face is all spit on; I could wash it!"

The patient had a good temperament and even joked with the old man.

The old man finally remembered where he was.

His face turned red, and he hastily apologized to the patient.

The head of the group hiding behind Tang Chuxia popped out and explained, "Teacher, you really need to learn to wear a mask!"

The old man, who had just calmed down, exploded again.

He pointed at the speaking young man and shouted, "You still remember I’m your teacher? Then look at what you’re doing! Letting a young lady do all the work while you stand by? Is that proper? With so many patients, don’t you know to work?"

The old man was furious.

His already short stature hopped up and down excitedly.

He looked like a clown from a circus troupe, quite amusing.

Some kids couldn’t help but start laughing.

Tang Chuxia too was amused by the scene, her face tense trying not to laugh out loud, afraid of irritating the old man.

Barely managing to hold it in, she then heard the young man behind her whiningly defend, "Teacher, we didn’t want it this way, but Dr. Tang is just so impressive; we are learning!"

His words choked the old man.

He didn’t believe Tang Chuxia was that impressive; setting bones was something he could do too, and with so many years of experience, he couldn’t be worse than a young girl.

Finally, the old man turned his gaze to Tang Chuxia.

Tang Chuxia sweetly showed off eight shiny teeth with a beautiful smile.

The old man found himself unable to continue his complaints.

He looked at Tang Chuxia, "Who is your master?"

Tang Chuxia pondered for a moment; she didn’t actually know Elder Huang’s full name, so she asked Gu Nanzhi, "What is Grandpa Huang’s full name?"

Gu Nanzhi’s face darkened. If a disciple like this was heard by Elder Huang, he’d surely be punished, wouldn’t he?

Indeed, that was the case.

While Tang Chuxia was trying to find out Elder Huang’s name, Elder Huang’s voice appeared at the door, "You Tang family girl, you don’t even know your master’s name?"

Tang Chuxia ah-ed before replying, "Do I have to know it?"

Elder Huang: ...

It seems it’s not necessary.

He ignored his troublesome disciple and turned to the old man, "Old Zheng, what are you scurrying around for? With so many patients here, why aren’t you working instead of picking on my disciple?"

Elder Huang was especially proud, strutting in with satisfaction at Tang Chuxia’s achievements, proving at least that his student was impressive.

As for the group in white coats behind Tang Chuxia, they obediently hid in the corner and started working because they were simply afraid of being scolded by Old Zheng.

Given Old Zheng’s fiery temperament, although he wouldn’t physically hit them, he could curse them into questioning their lives.

Because they truly weren’t as good as Tang Chuxia, they were also somewhat cautious.

Old Zheng pointed to several doctors from his department and asked pointing at Tang Chuxia, "Old Huang, is this your disciple?"

Elder Huang chuckled, "Are you jealous? Unfortunately, this talented seedling is my final disciple!"

He even mentioned ’final disciple’, clearly showing his approval of Tang Chuxia.

Tang Chuxia, however, looked disdainful. Just at Elder Huang’s shameless manner, really ...

She hadn’t even performed a formal bow to become a disciple yet.

Elder Huang was pleased to inspect the patient Tang Chuxia was treating, remarking, "Not bad, not bad, you’ve got my style!"

Old Zheng retorted beside him, "Have some shame, will you? With those skills, could you be so crisp and decisive?!"

Although he didn’t want to admit it, Old Zheng had to acknowledge Tang Chuxia’s skills in resetting bones.

If it were him, many issues wouldn’t be resolved in one step and would require much adjustment, but Tang Chuxia simply needed to touch for a moment to understand the problem and adjust it directly.

This really wasn’t achievable by practice alone; a great extent of it was innate talent.

Undeniably, those studying traditional Chinese medicine, especially in orthopedics, rely a great deal on talent and acuity, bold yet meticulous—a combination that is inseparable.

And Tang Chuxia possessed all these qualities.

Another reason, incomparable to others, was her Innate Divine Strength, her grasp and application of strength were even more formidable than ordinary people.

These weren’t easy matters to discuss, but that didn’t stop Old Huang from provoking Old Zheng.

Stung by the provocation, Old Zheng scolded his subordinates.

It was really frustrating.

Tang Chuxia watched the drama unfold nearby, but Old Zheng pulled her over, "What are you laughing at? A young girl like you should think of looking after the elderly!"

Tang Chuxia: ...

She pointed to her own nose and asked Elder Huang, "Master, are you just going to watch your beloved disciple being scolded?"

Elder Huang awkwardly laughed, "What do you mean ’being scolded’? Technically, you should call this old man here ’Great-Uncle Master’ since he’s my junior!"

Tang Chuxia: ...

Old Zheng stubbornly stuck his neck out, "What’s up? Are you convinced?"

Tang Chuxia shook her head, "It’s not that I’m unconvinced, I just hadn’t realized!"

Old Zheng haughtily humphed, "Seeing as you’re my disciple’s relative, I’ll take extra care of you in the future. If you want to work at the hospital, I can arrange it! Just preside over consultations here!"

Tang Chuxia: ...

She hadn’t even responded, but Gu Beihuai’s face was already darkening.

Preside over consultations?

Wasn’t his wife supposed to be studying?

"Keep dreaming! Is it because I don’t have a clinic or what? Why would I need to come here?"

Elder Huang exclaimed and was about to argue with Old Zheng when Old Zheng cut him off bluntly, "I have official appointments here, an iron rice bowl, feeding from the state granary. Do you have that?"

That, he really didn’t have.

Elder Huang slapped his thigh, "Though I don’t feed from the state granary, those who do can’t disrespect me."

Tang Chuxia gave Elder Huang a silent thumbs up.

Impressive!