Supremely Talented Tyrant

Hao Jian was utterly befuddled on the spot; he hadn't expected Yuan Shanshan to suddenly pull a move like that.

This was hooliganism, right? Taking advantage, right? This was her taking liberties with this handsome guy, right?

Really... so shameless!

Hao Jian's mouth twitched, he touched his lips and hey, not gonna lie, the girl's lips were quite fragrant, soft, and smooth! Find more to read at empire

The Dean also shook his head, thinking that young people these days really are bold.

Yuan Shanshan stepped back a few steps, her face as red as a monkey's butt, and said in a tiny voice:

"Hao... Hao Jian, thank you."

Hao Jian smiled but didn't say anything.

"Hao Jian, can you tell me who your teacher is? I want to know who has such great ability to teach such an excellent disciple like you," the Dean asked curiously.

"My master is Liang Wangsun," Hao Jian replied.

Upon hearing this, the Dean was greatly surprised, "Is it Liang Wangsun, the Dean of Huaxia Medical College?"

He only knew of one Liang Wangsun, that was the Liang Wangsun of Huaxia Medical College, hailed as the leading figure of medical science, whose medical skills are among the top in the world.

When he, Liang Wangsun, went abroad for academic discussions, he bested scholars from eight countries, bringing glory to his nation and earning the title Medicine King, ascending the pinnacle of medical science!

The Dean never imagined that Hao Jian could be a disciple of Liang Wangsun; wasn't it said that Liang Wangsun never took on disciples?

"Indeed."

Hao Jian smiled, having long anticipated that mentioning his master's name would cause quite a stir.

Looking enlightened, the Dean said with a wry smile:

"It appears I was blind to talent before a giant, doubting your medical expertise."

Yuan Shanshan stood by, wide-eyed. The Dean, an elder, was actually addressing Hao Jian with an honorific? What was going on? Was Hao Jian's master Liang Wangsun really that influential?

"Don't say that, my medical skills are indeed quite ordinary, just barely enough not to shame my master," Hao Jian modestly stated.

"Then may I ask, Mr. Hao, which hospital are you affiliated with at the moment?" the Dean inquired, a notion forming in his mind.

"I am not working in a hospital right now," Hao Jian said with a wry smile.

The Dean's eyes lit up, he slapped his hand with excitement and said:

"That's just perfect, if Mr. Hao wouldn't mind, how about joining our hospital? Although we can't compare with Huaxia Medical College, we are still one of the top hospitals in Huaxia, and I believe your talents won't be buried here."

"This..." Hao Jian hesitated; despite his expertise in medicine, he hadn't planned on pursuing it long-term.

"Of course, in terms of salary, I'll offer you a special deal. An annual salary of five million? No, ten million!" the Dean said with some excitement.

This was after all Liang Wangsun's disciple, merely having that status was like a living advertisement for the hospital. Would the hospital not become a veritable money-spinner in the future? A mere ten million was nothing in comparison.

Moreover, Hao Jian's medical expertise had been witnessed by all, even the Dean felt there was nothing lacking in comparison to his own, he wasn't the slightest bit worried that Hao Jian would tarnish their hospital's reputation. On the contrary, he felt the hospital would prosper under Hao Jian's hands.

"It really isn't about the money; it's mainly because I'm too laid-back and dislike the rigid nine-to-five work schedule. Having me work in a hospital might disrupt the work system, I'm afraid I might not be up to the job," Hao Jian tactfully declined.

"If that's the case, then you don't need to work in our hospital. But, if our hospital encounters a problem we can't solve, could we call you to help out? Of course, we'll pay you for your assistance. How about a 9-to-1 share?"

The Dean still wouldn't let go. How could he let such talent slip through his fingers?

"This... Alright." Hao Jian reluctantly agreed. The Dean had already made such a sincere offer; to refuse now would seem rather inconsiderate.

It was also a way to repay the Dean for his help this time.

"Great. Just great." The Dean smiled so widely he could hardly keep his mouth shut, as if he had found a treasure.

Indeed, this was a gem in his eyes. He believed that in another decade or so, Hao Jian's medical skills might even rival those of Liang Wangsun, especially since Hao Jian had shown such exquisite medical talent in his early twenties, with a boundless future ahead of him.

"Dean, I've got something to discuss with Lei Yiming, so I'll take my leave now." Hao Jian said with a smile, though the smile was somewhat cold.

He had been too busy saving Yuan Shanshan's mother to deal with Lei Yiming earlier, but now that the surgery was over, it was time to settle accounts with Lei Yiming.

Hearing this, Yuan Shanshan's expression suddenly stiffened, her smile fading as she finally remembered the murderer who had almost killed her mother.

If it weren't for Hao Jian's sudden appearance, her mother might have already died on the operating table.

Seeing this, the Dean also sighed, knowing that Hao Jian was intending to seek revenge on Lei Yiming.

After a moment, the Dean spoke as if making a resolute decision, "Go ahead, as long as you don't kill anyone, no matter what you do to him, I'll have your back."

"Isn't that a bit much?" Hao Jian said, slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected the Dean to go so far for him, and he didn't want to drag the Dean down because of him.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Nothing's too much. I may just be a dean, but I know some people in Hua City. As long as you don't take a life, I'll find a way to smooth things over for you. And that Lei Yiming, he's made such a mess for our hospital, almost disgraced us, I want to teach him a lesson too," the Dean said with a laugh.

Hao Jian laughed as well, then without further ado, briskly walked towards the upper floors.

...

"Doctor Lei, weren't you supposed to be in surgery? How come you're back so soon?"

In the office, a middle-aged man asked Lei Yiming.

The middle-aged man was in his forties, with a square face and greying hair, dressed in a low-key luxurious suit, his sharp eyes like that of an eagle, casting a rather sinister look.

"What surgery?" Lei Yiming snorted, his vicious smile emerging:

"That was just a dead poor bastard, if he couldn't afford treatment, then he shouldn't force me into performing surgery with violence. As if I, Lei Yiming, am easy to bully. Heh... I just made a cut across that patient's chest and walked away. Right now, I'm the only one in the whole hospital who can perform that surgery, let's see what they can do!"

Lei Yiming was unaware that the surgery had already been completed, and he was looking forward to seeing the grief-stricken expressions of Yuan Shanshan and Hao Jian when they discovered the old lady was dead.

Then he planned to use this middle-aged man in front of him to slaughter Hao Jian, and afterwards, execute Yuan Shanshan on the spot!

"Doctor Lei, you sure are cunning, more heartless than those of us in the underworld," the middle-aged man chuckled weirdly as he puffed on a cigar.

"Never offend a doctor, because a doctor can save lives, but can also take them," Lei Yiming said with a ferocious smile, then looked down at his watch:

"Judging by the time, that old woman should be about done for."

"Bang!"

As his voice fell, the door was kicked open. Two bodyguards flew in from outside and fell with a 'thud' at the feet of Lei Yiming and the man.

Hao Jian entered with crossed arms, slowly, a mocking smile on his face:

"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed."