Chapter 37: The Nation in an Uproar

After that, Zhou Chen gave each of the remaining seven injured patients another round of acupuncture.

There was no need for him to perform any more surgery; the doctors at Huaxin Hospital were perfectly capable themselves.

After explaining the precautions the patients needed to observe, Zhou Chen prepared to head to Jingcheng University to register.

“Let’s exchange contact information. Once the patients have mostly recovered, I’ll come back for my needles.” Zhou Chen added Zhang Mingxu and Tang Huayue on WeChat.

Those gold needles had cost him a considerable amount of money.

Tang Huayue said with a smile, “No problem. I’m a professor at Jingcheng University, and I also work at Huaxin Hospital. I’ll bring them to you when the time comes.”

“Thank you.”

Zhang Mingxu asked, “Young friend, what year are you in? Which department?”

Zhou Chen answered honestly, “I’m a first-year student. I was supposed to register with the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department yesterday, but then this accident happened.”

Zhang Mingxu’s eyes lit up. He had never expected Zhou Chen to be a freshman in his own department.

It seemed he would have to spend more time visiting the university in the future.

One glance was enough to tell that Zhou Chen stood behind an extremely mysterious school of traditional medicine.

If he could befriend Zhou Chen and exchange medical knowledge with him, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous step forward for him.

After chatting for only a few minutes, Zhang Mingxu noticed that Zhou Chen was anxious to get to Jingcheng University to register. He asked Tang Huayue to drive him there.

Zhou Chen did not refuse. He could not be bothered to waste more time taking a taxi.

For Zhou Chen, saving people this time had been well worth it. He had gained valuable experience in emergency treatment.

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Jingcheng University was even more magnificent than he had imagined. It truly lived up to its reputation as the nation’s foremost institution of higher learning.

The campus was filled with grandeur and sophistication, yet it also brimmed with youthful energy.

Luxury cars were everywhere.

Zhou Chen even saw a private helicopter. He had no idea which young master or heiress it had come to pick up.

Tang Huayue knew the way well and soon brought Zhou Chen to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department for registration.

“Professor Tang!”

The buildings of the department had a distinctly modern-era style. Students passing by greeted Tang Huayue one after another, while casting curious glances at Zhou Chen standing beside him.

Tang Huayue was a professor in the Department of Clinical Medicine and occasionally taught classes in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department as well.

After all, whether in traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, only doctors with outstanding practical skills could earn the wholehearted respect of their students.

Tang Huayue was highly respected by the students in Jingcheng University’s medical school. Yet the students passing by saw how warmly he treated Zhou Chen—almost as though he were trying to curry favor with him.

As for Zhou Chen, he barely acknowledged Tang Huayue.

At that moment, reflected in Zhou Chen’s pupils was the viewpoint of the Zerg’s Shared Eye.

He was intensely curious. As the nation’s most prestigious university, just how many modern cultivators had gathered here?

Through the Zerg’s Shared Eye, Zhou Chen indeed discovered many souls that differed from ordinary people.

Most of them were far more powerful than Chen Wenxu.

But that was not important. So long as the strength of their souls did not surpass his own, they were nothing more than slightly larger ants.

Even so, Jingcheng University truly lived up to its reputation. Zhou Chen spotted no fewer than three souls whose strength exceeded his own.

One of them even made him suspect that its owner, like him, possessed a cultivation legacy from antiquity. It could not merely be called a soul—it was the divine soul of an ancient qi cultivator.

Jingcheng University was indeed a place where hidden talents abounded. This made Zhou Chen even more filled with anticipation for the future, as well as a desire for greater challenges.

The director of the admissions office warmly welcomed Zhou Chen, the nation’s top-scoring student.

Tang Huayue was not surprised by Zhou Chen’s status as the national top scorer.

Compared with his academic achievement, Zhou Chen’s medical skill was far more impressive.

As the nation’s top student, Zhou Chen was assigned a private apartment.

The dormitory came fully furnished with everything he could possibly need. It was practically no different from a luxury hotel.

Zhou Chen told Tang Huayue to return to Huaxin Hospital and attend to his work.

After locking the door from inside and confirming that the room was private, Zhou Chen immediately sat cross-legged on the bed and began restoring the power of his divine soul.

After a night of spreading online, the major accident involving a truck crashing into a bus had already become a nationwide sensation.

At the same time, Zhou Chen had become an overnight internet celebrity.

Netizens across the country flooded the news sites with comments:

“A blood-soaked miracle doctor who battled death itself!”

“I’ve never studied medicine, and even I can tell how incredible this is. Could he be Hua Tuo or Bian Que reincarnated?”

“I’m a medical student, and I can tell everyone with absolute certainty how difficult an emergency rescue of this level is. Let me put it this way: the King of Hell was supposed to claim at least twenty-five lives this time, but because this miracle doctor appeared, he charged straight into the gates of the underworld, gave the King of Hell two hard slaps, and dragged the victims back!”

“The way he collapsed from exhaustion at the end was heartbreaking. If I had a boyfriend like that, I’d wake up laughing from my dreams.”

“Do you even hear yourself? A miracle doctor of his caliber is practically the protagonist of a medical fantasy novel. He must have beautiful women surrounding him everywhere he goes. Want me to pee on the ground so you can take a good look at yourself?”

“The latest update is out! This miracle doctor performed another impossible emergency operation this morning. He pulled a patient who had nearly been split in half back from the gates of death!”

“I was one of the nurses responsible for the rescue. You have no idea—our honorary president was standing beside us, learning like a primary school student.”

“The miracle doctor is very young. I overheard someone say that he’s a first-year student at Jingcheng University, and that he’s in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department. I wonder which professor is qualified to teach him.”

The forum at Jingcheng University also exploded with activity. After all, the accident had taken place near the university.

Quite a few Jingcheng University students had witnessed the crash and uploaded footage of Zhou Chen treating the injured and saving lives to the forum.

The students launched into heated discussions, with those from the medical school proving the most enthusiastic:

“Ahhhhh! I want to become his apprentice! Hurry up and provide every detail about this miracle doctor!”

“There was blood on his face, but he’s definitely very young. He’s probably our junior!”

“Comparing myself to him is enough to make me furious. If I had medical skills like that, I’d be the protagonist of Dragon King, the Son-in-Law!”

“Does anyone know his name? I want to vote for him!”

“I want to vote for him in the charm rankings too. He doesn’t look especially handsome, but he’s incredibly charismatic. The way he wielded those needles—so cool and aloof! I think I’m falling in love!”

When the professors in Jingcheng University’s medical school watched the video of Zhou Chen saving the injured with acupuncture, they all wore expressions of disbelief.

Such extraordinary medical skill, such composure, and such a youthful face—every aspect struck them to the core.

It was obvious that Zhou Chen’s attainments in medicine far surpassed theirs by an enormous margin.

Calling him a modern miracle doctor would not be an exaggeration in the slightest.

Moreover, once they learned that Zhou Chen was a first-year student at Jingcheng University, every one of them felt immense pressure.

The thought that this miracle doctor might one day sit below them in class while they lectured made them so ashamed that they felt an urge to throw themselves against a wall.

What had they done to deserve the right to teach someone like him?

The incident shook the entire university—and the entire nation.

Meanwhile, the protagonist of it all, Zhou Chen, was still meditating to restore the power of his divine soul, completely unaware of everything taking place outside.

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