My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

Thinking of what the followers said, that the mayor praised Lin An's cooked food, Lin Zhou became extremely jealous. He didn't believe that Lin An had won the mayor's favor by curing the mayor's illness.

What kind of medical skills can an unpopular fake have?

The real source of favor should be cooked food!

A hint of determination flashed across Lin Zhou's eyes.

The next morning.

Lin An was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone.

The caller ID shows a professor from Tai'an University. Professor's gender: male, name: Qin.

After getting along for a long time, Lin An marked his cell phone number as: Professor Qin.

Usually the calls early in the morning and late in the evening are about urgent matters.

As soon as the call was connected, the professor's urgent voice popped out: "Lin An, do you have time now? If you do, come to school. I'll wait for you in the office."

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Lin An quickly finished washing up. As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, he saw Qin Tinghan coming out of the kitchen with a casserole in his hand.

"Aan, come and have breakfast. Mom cooked shrimp casserole porridge this morning. Come and try it."

Lin An didn't have much of an appetite to begin with. As the after-effects of the blood ginseng were being updated in his body, his appetite was average and he could only basically meet his needs for three meals a day. However, he didn't want to let Qin Tinghan work in vain, so he sat down at the dining table.

"I'm going to the hospital after I finish eating."

"Want me to go with you?"

"No need, just practice your singing at home, I'll be back soon."

After dinner, Lin An took a taxi to the Affiliated Hospital of Tai'an University.

It was class time and the school was very quiet.

Lin An walked to the professor's office. The door was ajar. As he approached, he heard voices coming from inside.

“Can you guarantee that you can cure cancer?”

"Since you can't, why don't you let those who can stand up?"

"I'm telling you, don't tell me that Lin An is just a young man. His abilities have already surpassed most doctors. His strength is unquestionable."

Lin An was a little surprised. He didn't expect the professor to have such a high opinion of him.

But the professor was right about one thing, his ability was unquestionable.

Without listening any further, Lin An knocked on the door.

The voices inside were silent for a moment, followed by the sound of footsteps.

The door was opened, and Professor Qin greeted him with a smile: "Lin An, come in quickly."

He turned around and picked up a cup.

"I called you here this time because I want you to be a representative and give a lecture at the school."

Lin An took the cup and stopped Professor Qin from pouring water for him, and chose to pour the water himself.

Lin An sat down with Professor Qin holding a cup of water, and said thoughtfully: "There are students and specialists in the school. I'm afraid they won't agree, right?"

Tai'an School holds a lecture every two years, and those who can speak as representatives are all the best among the new medical talents, or at least have some fame in the medical circle.

Apart from his fame, he is just a college student who dropped out of school.

Those people would definitely not agree to let a half-baked guy like him play as a representative.

"Don't worry. I and a few other old guys support you. Those people can't make any waves. Just tell me whether you are willing or not."

Professor Qin made the final conclusion and Lin An smiled helplessly.

"Since you have asked, I will not refuse."

"Hahahaha, I knew you would agree. I still have some face left. Go back and prepare well. The lecture will start in two days. Then you can show your strength and shut those people up."

Professor Qin laughed heartily and appeared calm on the surface, but Lin An knew how much effort the professor had put in to get him this opportunity.

His tone was confident and firm: "The students will live up to our expectations."

Professor Qin patted his shoulder with relief. His biological father had passed away early, and Lin An was deeply touched by Professor Qin's fatherly care.

He is not a person who cares much about fame, just like he used flying fish as a code name when writing songs before, because he didn't want to be exposed in front of the camera.

But the value of the medical circle is different from that of the entertainment circle.

In this circle, it is better to be famous than unknown.

It is better to become famous early than late.

"Lin An? Why are you here?"

As soon as I walked out of the office building, a familiar and unfriendly voice sounded behind me.

Lin An turned around and saw Lin Zhou standing not far away.

He remembered that after Lin Zhou returned, the university the Lin family arranged for him was not this one. It should be said that he wanted to go but his grades were not up to par.

"Are you back again?"

The expression on Lin Zhou's face was extremely jealous and envious.

"I should be the one asking you this. If I remember correctly, you are not on the student list of this school."

Lin Zhou's face was ferocious for a moment, as if his thoughts had been exposed and he felt a little angry.

"Even if you are in this school, you are still the abandoned child of the Lin family. Everyone knows that if a person who studies medicine has no family background, he can only be a small doctor. I am the young master of the Lin family. What can you compare with me? Be careful, I will buy out the hospital you are in and make you leave with your bedding."

It seemed that this scene had been brewing in Lin Zhou's mind for a long time. When he thought of it, he couldn't help laughing.

"Really, then I'll wait and see."

Lin An's tone was calm, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Why bother explaining to Lin Zhou? It's a waste of time.

He knows how capable he is. The thing that is most abundant in the medical field is people with connections, but the most scarce thing is "miracle doctors" who can cure diseases that ordinary doctors cannot. He does not dare to call himself a "miracle doctor", but he is definitely not a small doctor.

"Lin An, you know what I hate most about you. You are nothing more than a famous sorcerer, or a crappy musician. I can control all of you! What qualifications do you have to talk to me like this? You should just kowtow to me. You should humble yourself to the dust!"

Lin Zhou became more and more excited as he spoke, and he wished he could step on him and ravage him.

"It's a pity that it can't be as you wish."

Lin An looked at Lin Zhou's face which was distorted with jealousy. He had no intention of arguing and turned away.

On the way back, he figured out a question that had been puzzling him for a long time.

Why has Lin Zhou always been hostile to him?

Simply put, he probably knows that he is better than him, and what he can do is beyond his reach, so he can only show off.

When he was almost home, a strange call popped up on Lin An's phone.

"Teacher Feiyu, do you know who I am?"

Came a woman's sweet voice.

Lin An's eyes unconsciously showed a smile.

"know."

"Oh, I didn't hide it from you, Mr. Feiyu. I forgot something at your place yesterday. Do you have time today? I want to go get it."

what?

Normally, this kind of pick-up technique is very crude. He didn't even exchange mobile phone numbers with the other party, and he didn't know where the other party got his contact information. How could they have such a connection as leaving something behind?

But Lin An still said: "I have time now, where shall we meet?"

"Then let's go back to the restaurant we had yesterday. I've already booked a private room. See you there."

Tan Weiwei's voice was filled with smiles. That lively, playful and crisp voice easily infected Lin An.

"See you there or see you."

After hanging up the phone, Lin An asked the driver to change route.

He called Qin Tinghan and told her that he would not be going back for lunch.

The taxi stopped in front of the restaurant.

Lin An got out of the car and walked into the box on the second floor where he had been last night.

Just as I walked up the stairs, Lin Yunshu's voice came from the front.

"Lin An?"

Seeing Lin Yunshu, Lin An frowned slightly.

He felt that it was not suitable for him to go out today, otherwise how could he run into the ghostly people from the Lin family again and again.