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Chapter 161 Quick decision
Xu Wangxian looked regretful. "Why would the boss recommend someone like this?"

"Who knows? Some people really believe in this, maybe some things have come true for him. There's a saying, 'survivorship effect.' To him, this person is a prophet."

"This deputy director is quite talkative," Chen Xuan thought to himself. "So those two disciples are supervisors?"

"Correct."

"But if they can't even cure this disease themselves, how can they know if other people's treatment plans are effective?"

“Young man, do you think treating illnesses is a matter of luck? Apart from a very few individuals, everyone gathered here is a professional. Whether their diagnosis of the cause of the illness and the proposed treatment are self-consistent can be easily determined through debate.” Wang Haitao chuckled. “You say you are skilled in pharmacology and toxicology, but you’d better be careful when you’re explaining things to that short disciple later. I heard he’s a master of poisons in the Northern Heaven Academy. Making up stories in front of him is unlikely to work.”

"Could he be Yuheng Xingyouchi, the one who solved the Berkling Street ambassador poisoning case?" Xu Wangxian asked.

“That’s right, and that’s only his level from three years ago.”

"Impressive... truly a young genius!"

I never claimed to be a medicinal herb expert. Chen Xuan's gaze bypassed the two people chatting enthusiastically and swept across the entire hall—everyone seemed unfazed by the earlier situation, either chatting idly in groups or playing on their phones. Their attire and mannerisms varied greatly, and their accents came from all over the country. If he hadn't known beforehand that these people were all doctors, he might have thought it was a class reunion.

Well... this is somewhat different from the scenario he imagined of "treating a rich girl's illness".

Considering that Xu Wangxian needed to apply before bringing him here, this scene must not be a new occurrence.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Is it like this every day here?"

“I think it should be about right,” Wang Haitao replied. “There are countless people who want to get on board with Beitian Academy, and you can’t tell if someone has real skills just from their resume, so we can only let them try in person. Each time, five people are consulted, and each round is given thirty minutes. All kinds of test reports, such as CT scans, MRIs, and blood tests, are available. The modern medical treatment plan is overseen by Yue Beifeng. If traditional Chinese medicine is to be used, then they have to get past You Chi first… In short, there are no lucky ones who have been successfully treated so far.”

No wonder the irritable man earlier made the five people step forward; it turns out that whether or not to go for a consultation, and when to go for a consultation, is entirely up to each individual.

Those who enter later can obtain intelligence, while those who enter earlier can seize the initiative; it's a humane mechanism.

"May I ask who your recommender was?" Xu Wangxian asked, somewhat concerned.

“It’s alright, he’s the director of our hospital,” Wang Haitao said generously. “However, he himself didn’t come to Jiangcheng.”

"Could it be that he believes... this condition is related to a brain lesion?"

“If that’s the case, then it’s simple.” He lowered his voice and shook his head. “The hospital has already conducted a specialist consultation for the Gu family’s daughter, and the conclusion is that the cause of her illness is unknown. I can neither cure her nor give her a diagnosis.”

Chen Xuanqi found it strange, "Then why did the dean send you here?"

"Hey... isn't this just about social interactions?" Wang Haitao patted his shoulder and said with a sigh, "It's better if you don't understand."

In an instant, Chen Xuan understood. It turned out that the director of the Second Hospital of Beijing thought about the same thing as him. Regardless of whether it could cure the disease, since the director had called for it, he should come and support him and get to know him. Even if he didn't do anything meritorious, he would still have put in the effort, and it would be easier to ask for more blood oranges in the future.

Just then, the five people who had gone in earlier came out together. Judging from their worried expressions, this was yet another fruitless attempt.

Everyone immediately gathered around, wanting to find out what solution they had adopted.

This was, in a sense, a consultation, and pooling ideas was not a bad thing for analyzing the illness, so the two disciples did not stop them, but waited quietly on the side.

Chen Xuan also moved his feet, but instead of heading towards the crowd, he walked towards the disciples of the Northern Heaven Academy.

"Young friend... what are you doing?" Xu Wangxian asked, somewhat surprised.

"I can't wait any longer, I'm going to see the patient."

"Aren't you going to inquire about the patient's condition first?" Wang Haitao asked curiously. "There's no need," Chen Xuan replied calmly. Asking would be pointless; he knew nothing about modern medicine or traditional Chinese medicine, and his approach wasn't mainstream. His plan was simple: take a quick look at the patient, then leave. If the patient's symptoms were easy to describe and matched a certain elixir in alchemy, he would leave a message and later ask Liu Shuyue to refine the elixir.

If it doesn't match... then he can only bow and say, "Sorry, I can't cure it."

Chen Xuan walked up to the handsome, gentle-looking man and asked, "May I go in?"

It wasn't that he preferred this person to the other disciple, but rather that the other was simply too tall, forcing him to crane his neck to speak, which he found tiring.

You Chi looked at him with slight surprise, then took out the booklet and flipped through it. "Mr. Chen, is that right? Your introducer is... Mr. Xu from Baicaotang."

“It’s me, it’s me,” Xu Wangxian quickly replied.

“Yes, the introducer can’t go in. Mr. Chen, please wait here for a while. We’ll go in once all five of us have gathered,” You Chi said after confirming.

"Can't one person look at it first?" Chen Xuan glanced back at the crowd who were having a lively discussion. "I think they're going to talk for a long time."

“We didn’t allocate six minutes evenly to everyone,” Yue Beifeng said with a hint of displeasure. “Thirty minutes for five people is enough for a smart person to make the most of it, and even a less intelligent person will try to observe more. We can’t possibly spend thirty minutes with you alone—”

“No need,” Chen Xuan interrupted, “I’ll only watch for two minutes.”

Upon hearing this, all four people were stunned.

"Young friend, this is not the time for jokes..." Xu Wangxian said somewhat anxiously.

"It's alright, I don't perform shamanistic rituals or burn talisman water. At most, I'll take a look at the patient and ask about her condition. If I can't help, I'll leave immediately and won't waste your time."

The two disciples couldn't help but exchange a glance.

"Wait a minute!" Huang Haitao also spoke up, "I'll go in with him. I won't take up any time. Can I give him all my time? Just consider it as him getting six minutes. Six minutes for both of you won't take up much of your time, right?"

Chen Xuan glanced at him in surprise, completely unexpected that he would do such a thing.

“Mr. Huang, the deputy chief physician at the Second People’s Hospital of Beijing.” You Chi flipped through the list in the handbook. “Alright, in that case, you two come with me.”

"Hey, look! How did they get inside?"

"It seems there were only two people this time?"

"They must be someone with connections..."

The faint sounds of people talking behind me could be heard.

Chen Xuan left Xu Wangxian, who looked worried, and followed his two disciples into the hall's pavilions and corridors. After crossing a beautifully landscaped courtyard and wooden bridge, they entered another building.

The decor and furnishings here were completely different from those of the Green Grass Palace. The floor was covered in clean, matte tiles, the walls were painted snow-white, and the partition doors were all automatic doors with electronic scanning. After passing through several doors, the four of them finally arrived at the ward. This was clearly a VIP room. The huge room contained only a single hospital bed, surrounded by various life monitoring devices. It wouldn't be wrong to call it a private ICU.

However, compared to the cold and impersonal ICU ward, it was undoubtedly much warmer. The spacious bed not only had a soft couch but also several dolls. Even the cold, impersonal machines were decorated with various colors to resemble children's toys.

The room contained not only patients, but also five or six doctors and nurses, who stood in a row at the door, waiting for patients to ask questions.

"The patient's information is all on the table. You can look at it, but you can't take it away. You can also ask the attending physician directly; they will tell you whatever they know," Yue Beifeng stated briefly. "If you want to talk to the patient, mention it to me first. Visitors must be accompanied by a disciple of the Beitian Academy to have close contact with the patient. Now, you can begin."

(End of this chapter)