Transmigrated Female Official

From the roster of the Imperial Medical Academy, Chu Qingluo learned about Yan Xi's background. Her mother had passed away, and her two older brothers had also married into the Imperial Medical Academy, leaving only her younger sister to depend on each other.

“Looking at the records on this roster, Yan Xi doesn’t come from a good family. How could she have the money to buy an official position?” Chu Qingluo couldn’t understand this at all. “Also, her younger sister should be the little girl who fainted at the execution ground that day.”

Gongsun Yu leaned closer and glanced at the roster as well. "You mean, she lied?"

Chu Qinglu frowned: "...I'm not sure either."

Gongsun Yu patted her head with his large hand: "Right now, you should consider who should be the head of the Imperial Medical Academy. Take your time with Yan Xi's matter." After all, Yan Xi's case of buying an official position was over, but the position of head of the academy was still waiting for her decision.

“Yes, that makes sense.” Chu Qingluo agreed and continued to flip through the roster.

"Is it useful to just stare at the roster like this? Are you planning to choose whoever's name and background you like?" Gongsun Yu asked, puzzled. Knowing that she often did things that were different from ordinary people, he couldn't help but worry.

Chu Qinglu rolled her eyes at him: "Of course not! I just want to get to know these people first."

"Judging from your expression, you have a solution?"

Chu Qinglu smiled mysteriously: "Hehe, that's right."

……

The next day, inside the Imperial Hospital.

The female physicians were summoned together by Chu Qingluo. Excluding the twenty people involved in the case, only thirty physicians remained in the Imperial Hospital. Following her instructions, Shaoyao distributed blank slips of paper that had been prepared in advance to these thirty people.

The medical officers looked at each other, holding the slip of paper.

Chu Qingluo began, "The main reason I've invited everyone here today is to decide on the position of Court Judge. I'm sure everyone has a suitable candidate in mind, so please write that name on a slip of paper. If anyone thinks they are qualified, then please write down their name." After saying that, she pointed to the table on the right and continued, "Please go to that table one by one and write down your best candidate. No need to sign your name, then put it in the box that He Qi is holding."

At this moment, He Qi had already obeyed Chu Qingluo's instructions and was standing on the other side holding a wooden box.

After waiting for a while and seeing no one move, Chu Qingluo gasped: "Don't worry, I guarantee the whole process will be discreet. We'll burn the note on the spot, and no one will know whose name you wrote."

Democratic elections—such a simple thing—are actually quite complicated to implement here.

The medical officers had never seen anything like this before and all wanted to wait for someone else to take the first step.

Chu Qingluo sighed again: "Alright, I have patience anyway, let's take it slow."

It was midday, the sun was blazing overhead, and the oppressive heat baked the people in the courtyard; even the air they breathed in was scorching.

Peony was sweating profusely from the sun and kept fanning herself with her hand. She whispered to Chu Qingluo, "If we had known it would be like this, we should have had lunch first before coming over."

Chu Qingluo nodded and whispered, "Wait a little longer, someone will soon be unable to stand." She refused to believe that among these thirty people, there would always be someone who would be the first to try something new.

Fifteen minutes later, an older physician, unable to bear it any longer, squeezed through the crowd, walked to the table without a word, dipped her brush in ink, and quickly wrote a name. She rolled up the slip of paper, walked over to He Qi, opened the wooden box, and tossed it inside. "I've finished writing. May I take my leave now?"

Chu Qinglu smiled and readily agreed, "You can leave once you've finished writing."

"Thank you, sir." The physician's face was flushed from the sun, and he had no desire to linger any longer. He wiped the sweat from his face and quickly went back inside to rest.

Seeing this, the others no longer hesitated and boldly stepped forward to write down their names before leaving... The whole process took less time than the time spent waiting.

Chu Qingluo raised an eyebrow at Shaoyao with satisfaction. The two of them quickly listed the thirty slips of paper, with only two names far ahead of the others.

“Fang Ying, He Yujie…” Chu Qingluo read out the names while flipping through the roster in her hand. “These two are about the same age, both around forty-six, so they should be quite experienced.”

Peony seemed somewhat troubled: "Then how should we choose between these two?"

Chu Qinglu thought for a moment and said, "Call He Qi over."

A moment later, He Qi arrived. "My lord?"

"He Qi, I'd like to ask you, what are your impressions of these two physicians, Fang Ying and He Yujie?"

"These two are both highly skilled doctors..."

"Don't be afraid, just say whatever you want. After all, the Imperial Hospital is related to the Empress's health, so we can't be careless."

"Yes." He Qi pondered for a moment before saying, "As far as I know, Lord He and the former Lord Wu Lian had a good relationship, while Lord Fang is devoted to the study of pharmacology... I don't know much else." After saying that, he added, "The first person to write a note was Lord Fang."

Chu Qinglu nodded, "I see." Although she had seen the roster, there were still some people and names that didn't match up. She then smiled and said, "Please burn these slips of paper for me."

"Hmm." He Qi took the wooden box and walked out...

"So what should we do now?" Peony asked.

Chu Qingluo looked at her with pleading eyes: "Now it's up to you."

"I?"

"Well, I want you to verify for me whether what Qi said is true or not."

"Gathering information?! Haha, I'm an expert at that!" Peony understood immediately and went to the various palaces with a smile.

Peony returned within an hour.

“Qingluo, what He Qi said was indeed right. He Yujie is quite smooth and good at dealing with people. She has a very good relationship with Wu Lian. Fang Ying is a skilled doctor, but she is rather boring and inflexible. She also doesn’t like to flatter, so she wasn’t valued by Wu Lian before.”

Excellent medical skills, dislikes flattery…this is the perfect candidate! The Imperial Hospital isn't a liaison department or a sales department; professionalism comes first. Being overly smooth-talking isn't necessary; honesty and integrity are best. Chu Qingluo was secretly pleased and immediately decided, “It's Fang Ying!”