CHAPTER 828: CHAPTER 805: ONLY A FOOL WOULDN’T WANT TO

A single sentence left everyone in a daze.

Lu Fengming almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

He just knew he couldn’t keep people like that, people who couldn’t possibly have no background, casually giving them a discovery on the 900th floor.

No one else could discover anything, but it was the 900th floor that did.

The people here survive in crevices; they’ve never encountered such a miraculous stroke of luck falling from the sky.

His once straight back bent, instantly aging ten years.

Director Xiao, with a bit of a temper, was just about to argue with Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Youli spoke up, "You’ve misunderstood Jiang Xiaoxiao. She once promised us to stay on the 900th floor for a while to help us train a batch of doctors."

She didn’t want anyone to misunderstand Jiang Xiaoxiao, or else Jiang Xiaoxiao would find it hard to move a single step here.

Building Chief Lu instantly perked up.

"What? Jiang Xiaoxiao?! Doctor Jiang, are you really helping me train doctors?"

All the doctors trained here were esteemed as if looking down upon everyone else; who wouldn’t hold their doctors in high regard?

But now, someone was actually willing to teach their legacy to others; how could anyone be so naive?

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled, "Of course, it’s true. A doctor’s duty is to cure and save people. I wasn’t a born doctor; I learned from my teacher. If I can do it, then others can too.

I don’t hope for there to be so few doctors in the world; at least ensure everyone can receive treatment. The nobility of the medical profession doesn’t lie in its high status, nor in how much money it can earn, stepping on others’ bones, sucking their blood, living wantonly.

The profession of a doctor is noble. I will dedicate my life to serving humanity, giving my teachers the due respect and gratitude. I will practice medicine with my conscience and dignity, prioritizing patients’ health.

I will respect all patients’ privacy, even after their death. I will strive to uphold the honor and noble traditions of the medical profession, seeing my colleagues as family. I will not allow biases of age, illness or disability, religion, ethnicity, gender, race, political views, nationality, sexual orientation, social status, or any other factor to come between my duties and my patients.

I will give the utmost respect to human life. Even under threat, I will not misuse my medical knowledge to violate human rights and justice. I solemnly and independently swear upon my character."

This oath was once from a nation’s medical school, adopted by Jiang Xiaoxiao because it was more comprehensive and suited the current situation better than her own country’s medical student oath.

Everyone was passionately moved by this oath; this was what a doctor should be.

This, damn it, is the kind of character a doctor should have.

"Alright, alright, let me... let me cry for a moment."

Lu Fengming truly turned and quickly left.

Director Xiao came over and patted Jiang Xiaoxiao on the shoulder.

"You’re remarkable. Keep it up."

Lu Fengming, once he heard about the opportunity to learn medicine, a chance so rare, was afraid Jiang Xiaoxiao might change her mind.

Even if they could just learn a trick or two, it would be better than knowing nothing at all.

They established the first treatment facility in their exchange center.

Of course, this treatment facility here wasn’t called a treatment facility; Jiang Xiaoxiao thought calling it a clinic was more suitable.

Here, the first Ren’ai Clinic opened.

They really had no equipment; in this place, medical skills had long been lost and extinguished. Medical instruments, medical equipment, all were nonexistent.

To be honest, those pieces of medical equipment were just treatment pods for those clinics; once the patients paid, they would lie inside and get automatically cured after the intelligent selection.

Of course, there were some that remained uncured.

The treatment pods were not omnipotent; for minor colds, who would dare go to a treatment pod for treatment?

Unless you were among the top 100 floors, with supreme battle prowess, who would want to spend dozens to hundreds of Demon’s Eyes to opt for treatment in a pod?

The Demon’s Eye was a type of Crystal Stone, but they weren’t something ordinary monsters could drop.

A single Demon’s Eye was enough for ordinary people to go to the 850th floor.

Twenty Demon’s Eyes were enough to reach the 100th floor, living the life of the wealthy.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked around and saw how truly impoverished this place was. Apart from her medical kit, which contained some surgical equipment and medications, there was nothing else here.

Building a business from scratch was often mentioned, but this was truly no different from that.

Their clinic could be operational in just ten minutes.

No need to adjust any equipment, and it could naturally open.

They put up the Ren’ai Clinic sign, and the entire day went by without a single person coming in.

It’s not that people didn’t understand the concept of a clinic; everyone knew that a clinic implied a treatment facility, but that meant exorbitant Demon’s Eyes; they didn’t have the money for treatment.

There were many onlookers outside, but not one came in for treatment.

The only patient in the entire clinic was Xiao Li, who had finally woken up from surgery.

Knowing he was saved, and that a doctor had operated on him, despite the severe pain in his wound, the pain was good—pain meant he was alive.

Jiang Xiaoxiao understood that people were still anxious but didn’t mind.

No doctor should forcibly bring in patients for treatment; that’s not how it works. Doctors should do what doctors do.

Taking advantage of the downtime, she now had 500 people in line before her.

Lu Fengming mobilized all his connections, bringing these 500 people as the first batch, all of whom had talents, strong combat skills, and clever minds. Such people should be more than capable of being trained as doctors.

The average age of this group of 500 was only 18, with the youngest being 13 and the oldest 23.

Before they came, they all received calls from the Building Chief. Receiving a call from the esteemed Chief was an immense honor.

The Chief said only one sentence: Do you want to be a doctor? If so, come register for the interview.

No one could believe it, but they couldn’t doubt the Chief’s words on becoming a doctor. This was a dream they never dared to dream of; not everyone could be a doctor.

They thought about becoming top warriors, dying on the battlefield, but never about being doctors who save lives because, here, being a doctor didn’t mean saving lives.

Of course, no one didn’t want to be a doctor; as soon as they heard about it, everyone came.

They all wanted to know if it was true and how they could become doctors. Even with a slim chance, everyone was willing to try.

Being a doctor was not just about eating and drinking well; it’s about enjoying luxurious living, gaining respect, and admiration from everyone.

Once you became a doctor, it was all about enjoying the good life, without needing to do anything, and being well-protected.

You’d have to be a fool not to want that.