Chapter 64

"Sorry, Ms. Zhong, I didn't mean it that way. I still hope to change my life through my own efforts..." Xia Yunjie only then realized he had misunderstood Zhong Yangying's intention to support him, and his face turned red as he hurriedly explained.

"Alright, alright, no need to explain. It's good that you want to change your life through your own efforts, but in today's society... sigh, anyway, if you change your mind, you can call me. No matter what, I still want to thank you for the talisman." Zhong Yangying seemed to recall something from the past, a complex expression crossing her eyes as she waved her hand to interrupt Xia Yunjie.

Sole Coffee was a very quiet and cozy café with authentic coffee. Although Xia Yunjie was not used to drinking coffee, he still enjoyed the environment and the rich, bitter taste of the coffee at Sole Coffee.

The things they needed to say and ask had already been mostly covered in the car, so when they finally sat down to drink coffee, they felt they had nothing more to talk about.

After all, one was the female CEO of Chao Sheng Group, and the other was a recent graduate working part-time in a bar. If it weren't for the talisman, they would have had no intersection in their lives and no common topics to discuss. At most, they might have greeted each other when Zhong Yangying visited BLUENIGHT Bar every week.

Since there was nothing much to talk about, Zhong Yangying didn't bother asking unnecessary questions. She quietly sipped her coffee and listened to the music, enjoying the rare leisure time. Xia Yunjie, who was not good at or fond of talking, naturally found it peaceful and relaxed, so he also sat back with his legs crossed, occasionally sipping his coffee, and slowly savored the bourgeois life he had never experienced before.

It was actually quite nice!

Zhong Yangying also found it quite nice. The men who had previously accompanied her for coffee either wanted to sleep with her or wanted her money, and most of them wanted both. It had been a very long time since she had someone like Xia Yunjie, who quietly and purely accompanied her for coffee. In fact, it was so long ago that she couldn't even remember if such a man had ever existed.

After finishing their coffee, Zhong Yangying didn't give Xia Yunjie her business card, only her phone number.

"Let's pretend nothing happened before. We'll just be simple friends. If you need my help, call me. If I need someone to have coffee with, I'll call you." Sitting in the Bentley, watching the lights on both sides of the road flash by, Zhong Yangying recalled the words she had said to Xia Yunjie before leaving. Suddenly, she began to doubt whether she was really a rich person. Perhaps in terms of wealth, she was indeed rich, but what about in other aspects?

That night, Zhong Yangying slept as soundly as the previous night. However, Xia Yunjie found it hard to sleep.

This was the first time he had slept next to a beautiful woman, and a slight heat would occasionally rise in his heart.

The next day, Du Haiqiong left with her suitcase, and Xia Yunjie returned to Jiangzhou University.

Today, Feng Wenbo called Xia Yunjie, telling him that the guest professorship and medical practice certificate had been arranged, and invited Xia Yunjie to his home for dinner.

It was already late August, and in a week or so, Jiangzhou University would start the new semester. Many students had already returned to campus. The campus, which was usually shaded by trees and very quiet, was now bustling with activity. Riding through the tree-lined paths, one could see groups of young people everywhere.

Before reaching Feng Wenbo's house, Xia Yunjie saw Feng Wenbo, his wife Yang Hui'e, and the Party Secretary of Jiangzhou City, Feng Zhengcheng, waiting at the gate of the courtyard.

Fortunately, this was a university campus, and the area was for old professors' residences, so the environment was beautiful, and there were few people around, mostly students who didn't recognize Feng Zhengcheng, the Party Secretary of Jiangzhou City. Otherwise, if people knew that the Party Secretary of Jiangzhou City was personally waiting at the gate, it would have given them a heart attack.

"Uncle, you're here." Seeing Xia Yunjie ride up, Feng Wenbo and his wife hurriedly greeted him.

Yang Hui'e's comminuted fracture of the sacrum had healed ten days ago without any aftereffects. Now, her call of "uncle" was sincere, without any flattery.

"Teacher, you're here." Following Feng Wenbo and his wife, Feng Zhengcheng also respectfully called Xia Yunjie "teacher."

Calling Xia Yunjie "teacher" was agreed upon in the hospital, but at the time, it was mainly due to his father's pressure, and he had done it reluctantly. However, now Feng Zhengcheng genuinely regarded Xia Yunjie as an elder. Not only was Xia Yunjie his grandfather's junior fellow disciple, but his almost miraculous medical skills and the fact that he had cured his mother's injury, sparing her a lifetime of pain, made Feng Zhengcheng respect him from the bottom of his heart.

"Since we're all family, there's no need to be so formal. Let's go in, let's go in." Although he had only known the Feng family for about a month and this was only their third meeting, due to the connection through their sect, especially since Feng Wenbo was a genuine disciple of the Wuxian Sect, Xia Yunjie felt a special closeness to the Feng family and spoke more casually.

"Good, good, Uncle, please come in." Feng Wenbo, who had been feeling guilty and uneasy about the family's previous attitude towards Xia Yunjie, was overjoyed to hear Xia Yunjie say they were all family. He smiled broadly and invited Xia Yunjie into the house. As the Party Secretary of Jiangzhou City, one of the most powerful officials in Jiangnan Province, Feng Zhengcheng had already taken Xia Yunjie's bicycle and parked it, showing no trace of his high-ranking official status.

Fortunately, everyone present was from the Feng family, and they found Feng Zhengcheng's actions normal. If there had been outsiders, they would have been incredulous, their eyes bulging. After all, Feng Zhengcheng was the highest-ranking official in a city of nearly seven million people. Even in Jiangnan Province, few people could receive such enthusiastic reception, and Xia Yunjie was just an unknown young man!

Inside the house, Yang Hui'e went to the kitchen to prepare the meal, while the Party Secretary of Jiangzhou City, Feng Zhengcheng, busied himself with serving tea and water, truly acting like a junior.

In the living room, Feng Wenbo handed Xia Yunjie the appointment letter for the guest professorship at Jiangzhou University, the appointment letter for the guest doctor at the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University, the medical practice certificate, and even the certificate for the title of Chief Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner.

Seeing his father hand over a stack of certificates to Xia Yunjie with great respect, Feng Zhengcheng couldn't help but feel a bit emotional. Obtaining these certificates was not difficult, given Feng Wenbo's status in the field of traditional Chinese medicine and Jiangzhou University, and his son's current position. A few phone calls would have done the trick. However, it was not easy because the person for whom these certificates were being obtained was very special—only twenty years old, with a junior college degree, and no reputation in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. If Feng Wenbo hadn't personally vouched for him, and sometimes even Feng Zhengcheng had to accompany him, the officials in charge would have thought they were dealing with a madman, let alone issue the certificates. But with Feng Wenbo and Feng Zhengcheng, they didn't dare, and under their pressure, the certificates were eventually issued.

"Thank you, Wenbo. You must have gone through a lot of trouble to get these certificates." Although Xia Yunjie had little social experience, he wasn't naive. Seeing that Feng Wenbo had even obtained the title of Chief Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner for him, he was surprised and gave Feng Wenbo a deep look.

"Uncle, you're too kind. With your abilities, these departments should be begging to issue you these certificates. It's just that they don't know..." Feng Wenbo quickly replied.

"Ha ha, that's human nature. In any case, I appreciate your efforts." Xia Yunjie smiled and waved his hand to interrupt Feng Wenbo.

"Uncle, now that all the certificates are in order, if you plan to see patients at the hospital or give lectures at the university, just let me know, and I'll arrange it for you." Seeing Xia Yunjie speak this way, Feng Wenbo didn't humbly decline but changed the subject to ask.

"I don't plan to give lectures at the university yet, and the semester hasn't started. However, if it's convenient, I can see patients at the hospital once a week. But it would be better if you gave me the title of Attending Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner. I'm afraid people might think I'm a freak if they see I'm a Chief Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner. In short, I'm just an ordinary traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and you don't need to publicize me." Xia Yunjie thought for a moment and replied.

Feng Wenbo had already gotten a sense of Xia Yunjie's character and temperament. He smiled bitterly and said, "That's not a problem, but the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University is famous for its traditional Chinese medicine department. The hospital has even set up a Traditional Chinese Medicine Pavilion to highlight this department. Not only do our hospital's traditional Chinese medicine practitioners see patients there, but every week, famous traditional Chinese medicine practitioners from other hospitals are invited to see patients. The doors of the consultation rooms have personal introductions of the doctors, and patients can choose the doctor they want based on their needs and judgment. However, patients usually prefer experienced and high-ranking doctors. Uncle, you're so young, and if you have the title of Attending Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner, I'm worried no one will come to see you."

"That's fine. I only treat people with a connection." Xia Yunjie smiled and waved his hand.

"Uncle, I understand. When would be a good time for you to see patients?" Feng Wenbo was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly understood. With Uncle's extraordinary medical skills, if he were to take medicine as a profession, his concern would not be a lack of patients but an excess of them.