A pair of twin sisters, Chen Xin Hui, the older twin, and Chen Xin Yu, the younger twin, were involved in a car accident and lost their parents. Due to the car accident, the Xin Yu lost her memories about the past. They were then transfered into two different orphanages. A lady then adopted the older twin thinking that she was the younger twin from the other orphanage. Xin Hui grew up to be a bully from a rich family while Xin Yu grew up to be bullied by others. Read on to find out what happen to them and their love life...

Jonathan Jones is a sophomore in high school that has been geting bullied and picked on since freshmen year, but his luck change for the better over the summer when he meets his special someone?

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Vick is simple and silent type, a boy of few words, elder son of Krish family. Krish family is the most powerful and well-respected family in the main city of Country IND. Vick father Arjun and mother Kaviya. By following family tradition, Vick elder son must leave home at the age of 15 and can only return home after he succeeds in his own business. If he fails to achieve, the family business will be given to his younger brother Anbu and younger sister Sara. Even though he is okay with giving all his family business to Anbu and Sara, he still wants to achieve something in his life during his return home.

Nila is from the middle-class family in City A. Nila father Murali has a small workshop and Nila mother Saranya manages a small restaurant. Nila and younger brother Akash helps mother to manage the restaurant during their free time. Nila family is very protective and loving. Nila goal is to find a job in a big company in the main city so that she can take care of her family. But Nila parents are opposing the idea of her going to the main city.

A beautiful love story of Vick and Nila.
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At 15 year old...….

Vick finished his first year in high school, two years remaining to finish his school.
Vick's summer vacation started, starting of summer vacation he spent most of his time with his younger brother Anbu and younger sister Sara. Vick is elder son in the family, he is very protective of younger brother and sister. Vick loves his sibling more than his parents, he always teaches sibling which is correct and wrong. Vick's parents Arjun and Kaviya are very proud of him, always says that Vick's level of maturity is high compared to other boys of the same age. 

After some days due to his interest in the computer, he started learning computer programs and codes. Vick spends most of his time in studying computer codes.

Vick doesn't enjoy going to business meetings, company events or party. Vick mother Kaviya worried about Vick's spending most of his time with computer, and not going out regularly. His mother constantly forcing him to go to the family gathering or company events, which he refused all. 

 In order to avoid his mother arrangements, Vick planned to go to his close friend Vishal home. Vishal is Vick's classmate and his close friend from middle school. Vishal family is well off and also Vishal parents are business partner/friends of Vick's father. Vishal came to Vick's home during his father business trip to the main city. They become friends. 

Vick's mother worried about his safety, so she arranged two bodyguards to travel with Vick's. Vick's don't like to go with a bodyguard to his close friend home. Vick protested about this to his mother, his mother informed about this to his father and asked Vick to deal with his father. Vick's father called to Vishal father and asked him to take care of his safety. After returning from work Vick father informed to Vick that he doesn't need to go with the bodyguard. He is very happy and his personal maid packed things required for his travel.

Next day early morning Vick started his journey to Vishal home. Vishal home is in City A which is two-hour travel from the main city. City A people main income is from agriculture, so it is surrounded by agricultural fields. And City A has entertainment places like movie halls, game center, computer centers. Vick is happy with his friend caring family and the city with combined city life and countryside life. Vick spends day time in exploring the City A and visiting tourist places near City A and at evening he spends most of his time at the computer center.

Vick spends more than 15 days in Vishal home. On 16th day morning Vick's phone starting ringing, Vick is still in sleep without opening his eye, he started searching for his phone in the table near his bed. 

Vick answered the phone call without looking caller ID. 
Vick: Hello?
Sara: Bro, did you wake up?
Vick: Why are disturbing my morning sleep?
Sara: (Laughing) It seems like you are enjoying your summer vacation.
Vick: Yeah…. It's very good here, so what's up.
Sara: Okay your fun time is over. Return back to home.
Vick: Why? 
Sara: Father asked you to return to home by today evening. Tomorrow he wants to speak with you. He said it's important.
Vick: Okay. I got it. I will return in the evening.
Sara: Mmm…. Take care, come back safe….
Vick: Mmmmm

Vick cut the call and finished his morning duties. Vick informed to Vishal and his parent about going back home. Vishal parent asked him to have lunch together in the Nila restaurant. Vishal parent likes to go to Nila restaurant once a week, before leaving they want Vick to have some good lunch together.

During lunch, Vishal parent asked Vick to visit regularly and they discussed many topics. After lunch, Vishal and his parent left the room first. Vick went to the restroom before leaving, after coming out of restroom he saw a girl entering the staff room. He was mesmerized by her beauty, he is still staring at the door which she left. After ten minutes Vishal came back to check his friend, Vick standing near the room just staring at the closed door. Vishal came near Vick asked what happened. Vick said 'it's nothing let's leave'.

Vick said goodbye to Vishal and his parents and left to the main city. He reached home by late night, because of heavy lunch he didn't feel like having dinner. He just drinks some milk and went to bed.
Next day morning, Vick personal maid informed Vick about his meeting with his father.
At 9 o clock, Vick left his room to meet his father at a small office at home.

Arjun secretary informed Vick father through the intercom, 'Young Master is here'. His father replied 'let him come in'.
After entering the room, his father asked him to sit. 
Vick father Arjun asked you know about our family tradition right?
Vick: Yes
Vick father Arjun: Okay, Next month you must leave home. I have a few things to inform you, listen carefully.
1. You can select any city where you want to go to.
2. You must complete the school and college.
3. You can select any major in college.
4. You can return home after you excel in your own business in any field you choose. I will give an initial investment of ten thousand dollars after you finish school.
5. Two bodyguards are compulsory. I will select one person from Team 1 and you can select one person from Team 2. 
6. One local person from the city you choose, Our family have people in all city in our country. He will help you settle down and also he will help you with day to day life.
7. Your personal maid will accompany you.
7.No contact with any family members and not allowed to use the family name.
8. Only allowed to contact security and intelligence team only if it is very important.
9.if any medical emergency, our family hospital in city will treat you.
10. Last, in case of threat to your life, Team 2 will always on standby.

That's it, Do you have any problem? 
Vick: No
Vick father: Do you have any question?
Vick: No
Vick father: You can leave now.

Vick thanked his father and left his father office.

The journey of Vick True Love……………………………………………..
Nila I have something to say (Vick Heart beating heavily), 
Vick said ‘I love you and I will love you with my whole heart till my last breath. Will you be my girlfriend?’
After five seconds Nila said  ‘I also love you Vick’ (in silent voice).
After one year of hard work Vick finally happy to hear Nilla words………
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Dad, mom I returned home………
All are very happy about Vick return to home, until next sentence
Vick called security and intelligence team in-charge in intercom, gather all our team including the alpha team in our base in 30 minutes……. prepare all team for the mission
All are anxious to know what happened…… 
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Vick is simple and silent type, a boy of few words, elder son of Krish family. Krish family is the most powerful and well-respected family in the main city of Country IND. Vick father Arjun and mother Kaviya. By following family tradition, Vick elder son must leave home at the age of 15 and can only return home after he succeeds in his own business. If he fails to achieve, the family business will be given to his younger brother Anbu and younger sister Sara. Even though he is okay with giving all his family business to Anbu and Sara, he still wants to achieve something in his life during his return home.

Nila is from the middle-class family in City A. Nila father Murali has a small workshop and Nila mother Saranya manages a small restaurant. Nila and younger brother Akash helps mother to manage the restaurant during their free time. Nila family is very protective and loving. Nila goal is to find a job in a big company in the main city so that she can take care of her family. But Nila parents are opposing the idea of her going to the main city.

A beautiful love story of Vick and Nila. A story about couple belief, understanding of each other, and how they overcome all their obstacles…

*more realistic
*some violence scene
*No major misunderstanding between ML and FL
*Its my first story, and English is not my first language. Don’t expect perfect grammar.
*Read at your own risk
*Cover is not mine, I don't own the copyright for cover, its from internet.
*Comments are welcome
*Weekly three chapters, Saturday - 1, Sunday – 1 and working day (any) - 1

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The following characters are from the prequel of the story: Normal in Parenthesis
Asterisks are meant to be spoilers, and will not be edited.
• Gin Sakato
Aliases: Eiji, 027, Potato
Age: 18; October 27
Male
Studying Visual Arts and Culinary Arts in his 1st year in Senior High School
Exile; Medical Child; Former observation subject of Anew Co.
Likes: Rin, Potatoes, Art, Japan, Cats, Oversleeping
Dislikes: Group Projects, Crowd, Squids
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• Ringo Akanami
Aliases: Rin, ***
Age: 16; November 9
Female
Studying Visual Arts and Culinary Arts in her 1st year in Senior High School
Exile Subordinate/Companion
Likes: Gin, Strawberries, Painting, Almost anything red
Dislikes: Dark places, Lively places, Carrots
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• Nagi Kajima
Alias: Nacchi
Age: 16; August 17
Male
Studying Visual Arts and Filmmaking in his 1st year in Senior High School
Exile Companion
Likes: Shiro, Beef, Shoujo Manga
Dislikes: Cabbage, Summer (heat in general)
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• Shiro Kirishima
Age: 16; November 17
Female
Studying Visual Arts and Photography in her 1st year in Senior High School
Exile Companion
Likes: Dessert, Anime Soundtracks, Pasta
Dislikes: Loud places, Anything sour, Horror
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• Jean Ando
Alias: Jin
Age: 16; January 18
Male
Studying Culinary Arts and Business Management in is 1st year in Senior High School
Likes: Cooking, Reading, Pizza, Movies
Dislikes: Spicy food, Pineapples in pizza
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• Akira Juushiro
Alias: Akira Bentley
Age: 16; December 2
Male
Discontinued Studying
Exile; Principal's secretary
Likes: Spicy food, Cleaning, Playing with Children
Dislikes: Burnt Rice, Blood, Waking up early
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• Taketo Juushiro
Alias: Tenth
Age: 38; January 11
Male
Principal of Blue Ink High School; Former leader of the Exiles; Medical Child
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• Hiroomi Katsuto
Alias: Hiro
Age: 25; August 9
Male
Exile; Co-owner of Giotto's
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• Sean Hickory
Age: 23; November 30
Male
Exile; Co-owner of Giotto's
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• Ken Ichikawa
Alias: 086
Age: 16; July 28
Male
Discontinued Studying
Exile; Medical Child
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• Amano Sakato
Age: 42; June 3
Male
Father of Gin
Exile Subordinate
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• Senna Sakato
Maiden Name: Kurogane
Age: 42; November 6
Female
Mother of Gin
Younger sister of Eijiro Kurogane
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• Kei Sakato
Age: 20; January 15
Male
Eldest son of Sakato family
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• Anna Sakato
Age: 15; August 3
Female
Studying 4th year in Junior High School
Youngest and only daughter of Sakato family
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• Shuu Akanami
Age: 42; January 9
Male
Father of Rin
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• Sumi Akanami
Age: 42; April 16
Female
Mother of Rin
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• Yuna Akanami
Age: 24; February 3
Female
Eldest daughter of Akanami family
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• Rishou Kagetora
Age: 48; November 21
Male
Lead doctor of the Medical Children Project
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• Martin Arlo
Age: 26; February 4
Male
S1VA (Visual Arts) Adviser
Childhood friend of Gin
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• Shiina Kumine
Age: 20; August 10
Female
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• Makoto Koyanagi
Age: 27; May 18
Male
Exile; Former Assassin
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• Juno Artecus
Age: 27; June 18
Male
Detective of Cotona PD
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• Ryou Yugare
Age: 26; October 14
Male
Anew Co. employee
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• Kaizo Ryuuya
Age: 26; January 21
Male
Former observation subject of Anew Co.
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• Ayato Kaminari
Age: 26; September 16
Male
Anew Co. employee
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• Hina Itori
Age: 26; May 31
Female
Anew Co. employee
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• Ichika Mitsumi
Age: 26; March 6
Female
Anew Co. employee

"The world is unfair and unjust…
that's the second time I've said that, haven't I?"

Gin Sakato and Ringo Akanami's somewhat eventful life continued together with his ever so increasing number of companions in the unpredictable world they live in and discover its urban obscurity, as they blur the line of the 'unbelievables' and 'believables'. New people and new happenings came to their life as they move forward in the hardships and mishaps that are bound to test their individual strengths to survive in this (normal) world.

But the sun's hope comes shining down after the rain of despair and sometimes, rainbows of bliss spreads in the horizon. Remembering the past, living in the present, and molding the future is what they have learned and instilled to their minds as their individual roles. And therefore, the journey of life continues awaiting the uncertain tomorrow.


'Rainbow of the Horizon' is a sequel to 'Normal in Parenthesis'.
Prequel: https://www.webnovel.com/book/12466790606528905/Normal-in-Parenthesis


※ Will also be in Royal Road.

Haoran and Emma did not talk about Allan Wu at all. They discussed each other's tests and the chances of the five boys moving to class A.
"If you are so impatient, tomorrow I will hack into the school system and find out your test scores," Emma said with a smile. "I want to try my hacking skills."
"Are you serious?" Haoran asked.
"I will not change anything, don't worry. I will only find out what your grades are like. Surely, the results have come out by tomorrow. There are only a few students who take summer classes like you," Emma said. "Besides, I have checked, our school doesn't have sophisticated cybersecurity measures. I don't yet dare to hack another organization."
"I'd love to know the results..." Haoran finally said. "I am worried about whether I would be in the same class as you or not."
"All right. I'll tell you the results tomorrow," Emma said.
They had fun on the ship while waiting for Eric to arrive. The teenagers enjoyed snacks and drinks while chatting. At 5 pm, after Eric came with more food, they then decided to go sailing.
This time their trip felt more fun because Dinh brought his guitar from home. He played his guitar while the boys loudly sang whatever song came to mind. Emma was so happy to see their antics and smiled a lot at that moment.
When the night became late, they finally rested and stopped singing and chattering. Emma occupied the cabin alone, while the boys slept on the deck.
***
The kids spent all day Saturday by swimming, eating, and drinking to their hearts' content. Before sunset, they finally returned to the land and went back to their respective homes. Haoran did not tell his friends at all that Emma would hack into their school system to find out their test scores. He wanted to surprise them.
After dinner, he got so impatient that he immediately called Emma to find out the results. "Have you done it? Did I make it?"
Emma, who had just plopped herself on her bed and opened her laptop, rolled her eyes when she heard his impatient tone.
"Iissh... I'm just about to get in. Don't disturb me so I can focus ..." she scolded him.
"I keep thinking about it..." Haoran confessed. "I can't wait to know whether we'll be in the same class or not."
"Let me get in first. Later, when I get the results, I'll call you," Emma said, hanging up.
She hurriedly opened several programs on her laptop and worked to get into St. Catherine high school system. Very carefully, she erased her tracks and entered quietly into the school system.
After researching a few files, she finally found a list of test scores ​​she was looking for.
Ahh ... Emma looked at her laptop screen and widened her eyes in surprise.
"Haoran, I've found your total grades and final rank in school ..." Emma picked up her cellphone and called Haoran. "You won't like this."
"Ehh .. what happened? I don't make it??" Haoran's voice instantly turned panicked. He really didn't believe that he failed to improve his grades to enter class A.
Last semester's final exam, his test scores placed him on rank 25th out of 180 students ... and he had also improved his grades from the previous semester by taking summer classes and another exam... He truly believed in his abilities.
Haoran was actually very smart, so if he tried hard, he was sure he would succeed in achieving whatever he wanted ... So this failure was beyond his expectations.
"Do I need to ask my father to force the school to transfer me to class A? Ahh ... that would be embarrassing ..." Haoran was in conflict with himself.
Suddenly a small laugh came from the other end of the phone. The young man immediately glared.
"You are laughing! Are you deceiving me?" Haoran said. "Stardust ... please be honest with me. Do I get to transfer to class A or not? Do you want to make me die of curiosity?"
Emma no longer tried to hold back her laughter. She then burst into full laughter.
"Hahaha ... this is my payback because you almost gave me a heart attack by pretending to get a low test score before the summer holiday," Emma said in a happy voice. "Yes, I was just pulling your leg. You managed to get very good grades, and in the final student ranking, you came out at number 29. You can move to class A."
"Ohh ... thank God." Haoran immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Then what about the boys?"
"Only David can enter class A. Alex and the others only made it into the top 50 and 70. They will likely move to class B or C," Emma said. "How will we tell them about this?"
"Hmm .. at least they have tried their best. There is no shame in trying and not making it than never try at all. I think we just started late in improving our grades." Haoran tapped his finger and thought. The truth was, he didn't expect all his friends to transfer to class A. "I don't think they will be okay. Later, they can try to improve their grades to enter a good university."
"All right. I hope they won't be sad."
"No. Anywhere is better than Class F," Haoran said.
"By the way ... congratulations, Haoran. You did it," Emma finally said. "You are indeed smart."
"Ahahaha .. thank you."
***
Early September, there was a commotion at St. Catherine High School. When the student list was announced, and two troublemakers from class F were successfully transferred to class A, suddenly there was an uproar.
"Jeez ... how could this happen ... I've been in class A for two years in a row ... And now I have to move to class B? Whyyy???" Mary burst into tears as she looked at the student list on the bulletin board. Nadya, who stood next to her, looked confused and sad. She did not know how to console her best friend.
"Is it possible for Class F students to really move to Class A?"
"Did something happen at school? Could it be that their parents bribed the teachers? I know there were six students from class F who took summer classes to improve their grades."
"But how can they immediately move to class A? If they are transferred to class D or C, it is still understandable."
"Ahh ... there must be something fishy going on here."
Whispers were quickly heard among the students who were checking the bulletin board. There were two class A students who were out of the top 30 and forced to move to class B, namely Mary and Leonard. And two class F students who were famous as troublemakers suddenly entered rank 29 and 30 respectively, and now they moved to class A.
"This is so strange... how could this happen?" Sandra asked Bianca, who had just entered the classroom.
"What happened?" asked the beautiful girl.
"Two class F students got transferred into our class. Haoran and David. This had caused an uproar among all the other students," Sandra said.
Bianca frowned and looked at her friend in surprise. "Is that so? Well ... we'll see if they can survive in the class full of smart kids like us, or not."
"Well ... I don't think they will survive," Sandra agreed. She narrowed her eyes and pointed at the beautiful hairpin on Bianca's head. "The hairpin is cute. Where did you buy it?"
Instantly Bianca's face beamed. She smiled broadly and touched her hairpin. "Hmmm ... this is a gift from Allan. Nice, right? He has good taste."
"Wow ... how lucky!! So ... does this mean that you guys are now.. uhm... an item?" Sandra looked at Bianca attentively. "How is it? Are you officially dating now?"
Bianca just chuckled while covering her lips with the back of her hand, not willing to answer.

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Zhang Fan was so filled with regrets that he really wanted to hit himself. Since the recruitment fair was over already, he could only depend on himself to find a job.
Zhang Fan had never even considered the possibility of continuing with postgraduate studies. He was too busy earning money for tuition and living expenses, so his grades in every subject were only barely passable.
As he was someone from a small village, Zhang Fan's skills in English were almost nonexistent. In fact, the only way he passed all his English tests was because his roommates were kind enough to help him cheat by secretly slipping him notes with all the answers during the tests.
Not only that, his younger sister was now in high school and about to take her college entrance examinations. As the oldest brother of the family, Zhang Fan needed to worry about his younger sister and gradually aging parents.
Zhang Fan rode around town on his shoddy bicycle that not even a thief would be interested in, trying to find a job. Obviously, a job at a Grade 3, Class A hospital would be impossible. Without a high-level provincial connection, it would be impossible for a fresh graduate like him.
[TL note: see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Classification_of_Chinese_Hospitals]
There would also be no hope of obtaining a job at a public hospital. Although public hospitals would always have recruitment tests, it would likely be more difficult than winning the lottery for someone as bad at his studies as him to be accepted without any connections.
There weren't many options available to him. He could only try the smaller hospitals, community hospitals, private hospitals, and so on in the outskirts of the town.
Although L City was in the northwest of China, it was at least still the capital of a province. However, Zhang Fan had already gotten skinnier from so much bicycling exercise over the past few days, traveling to every nook and cranny in search of a hospital he could get a job at. Yet, he still hadn't managed to find one.
There was a standard required for becoming a doctor in China—you had to have obtained your medical license already. Fresh medical school graduates weren't allowed to take the medical license test until one year passed since their graduation. Of course, it would be illegal to work as an official doctor without a medical license.
Private hospitals would be interested in hiring intern doctors that could do work for a much lower salary, immediately bringing benefits to the hospital.
However, despite being a fresh medical school graduate, Zhang Fan appeared rather haggard and worn out, resembling a farmer trying to find work rather than a medical student. As expected, all the hospitals rejected Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan couldn't come up with any other ideas. He kept bicycling everywhere he could in order to save on transportation costs. This made his appearance even more lacking as he was covered in dirt and sweat. Zhang Fan was unable to get accustomed to working society that also judged you by your appearance.
Every day, Zhang Fan would set out on his bike to go job hunting before it was even light outside. He only returned after it was dark. But after an entire week, he still hadn't received a single job offer.
Zhang Fan had no appetite. He was also unable to sleep well at night. Zhang Fan was never pudgy to begin with, but now he was skinny to the point where even his cheekbones showed.
Zhang Fan had five roommates, including two who had guaranteed postgraduate recommendations already. Those two had gone out to have fun after graduating. His other three roommates were either out with their girlfriends or visiting their homes. Zhang Fan was the only one present in his dorm room.
As he lay there on his bed, Zhang Fan felt like he was forming a grudge against his own school. "Damn it all, why'd you have to send out an advertisement? If it wasn't for your recruitment advertisement, I wouldn't have gone to medical school. Maybe I'd be rich already if I worked for several years by now."
Well, Zhang Fan felt so helpless that he could only complain to the heavens. Maybe he was misfortunate, but he was also fortunate in a way.
Colleges were on a recruitment spree. Not only that, the employment rate for fresh graduates was a golden number by which colleges were measured so that they could attract even more top talents. Nobody would want to attend a college with an abysmal employment rate, after all. That was why the colleges would try their best to help their graduates find jobs, no matter if the job was good or not. As long as the student was hired, that would count for the employment rate statistic.
China in the year 2008 had experienced great joys and great misfortunes, from the Sichuan Earthquake to the successful Beijing Olympics.
Something major also happened to S Province's medical school in this year. In response to China's rising standards, the only top college in S Province combined with S Province's medical school. Thus, a third-rate medical school suddenly became a top-level school.
This was the first year that the medical school was combined with the top college, so the school administrators worked extra hard on the medical school students' employment rate. They couldn't afford to have a former third-rate medical school's employment rate affect the top college's statistics. Thus, the college established a "fresh graduates working in the western part of China" program.
S Province was already in the northwest of China. However, China was a big country with provinces that were even farther west. Since this medical school was now associated with a top college, they had plenty of connections with border provinces' city hospitals at the very least. Thus, the medical school was able to help several hundred medical students find a job.
Of course, Zhang Fan was included amongst this group of several hundred students. The head teacher handed Zhang Fan a work contract and the school's reward money of 2000 yuan for working in western China to him.
Zhang Fan was rather stunned to learn all this. So, he was going to be sent all the way to China's border province?
Of course, the head teacher told him he could refuse this job offer if he wanted. But, this was basically his final chance. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to find a job as an intern doctor anywhere. Although western China was far away, the salary offered was pretty nice, and the school even gave him this reward money!
Being scared for his future prospects, Zhang Fan immediately signed the work contract. This was also the head teacher's first time to pay so much attention to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan could only helplessly accept his fate and go to the border. It couldn't be helped. His younger sister was an excellent student, and he didn't want to hold her back in her studies.
Although it was a job in a remote location, he would still at least become an intern doctor! He could be Doctor Zhang in the future!
Since Zhang Fan now had a job offer, he packed up his things and went back home.
His home wasn't far from the province capital. The village was simply a small town roughly one hundred kilometers away. The problem was that there was no highway leading to his hometown. There were only shoddy roads filled with small pits everywhere. The bus would take more than three hours to reach his home with all the stops.
After Zhang Fan started attending medical college, he rarely returned home as he was always busy studying and working. His parents also felt helpless about how Zhang Fan would have to take a job in a border province. Still, he wouldn't even have a job if he didn't go there... but if he went, it was so far away. The distance would be more than two thousand kilometers. He would basically be right next to all the -stan countries neighboring China.
Zhang Fan had already accepted his fate after signing the work contract. Regardless, it was still part of China. He had also heard that the border province had beautiful scenery, earning it the nickname of the "Border Jiangnan". Still, he felt that he was losing out by going there.
He had worked so hard to be able to attend school in a second-tier city. But after he graduated, he was sent all the way to a fifth-tier city in the border province. If he used an investment analogy, this was absolutely a failed investment.
In the few days before he had to leave, Zhang Fan went together with his father to pay respects to his ancestors' graves, helped out with housework for a few days, and secretly gave one thousand yuan to his younger sister.
Seeing all the tears in his sister's eyes, Zhang Fan squeezed her cheeks. "Hey, crybaby, what's there to cry about? I'm going there to work and earn money, it's not like I'm going to a battlefield. You need to properly concentrate on studying so that you can go to a first-rate college. Don't go to a third-rate school like I did. That will make it hard to find a good job."
"When will you come back to see me and mom and dad? It's so far away. I don't want you to go." His younger sister Zhang Jingshu tugged on her brother's shirt as she always did since young, relying on him.
"Hey, my silly sister, once I earn tons of money from work, I can just fly back anytime in just two hours. Don't cry, I'm leaving now. Listen to mom and dad, and don't neglect your studies."
"I'm not that dumb, Brother. I don't want to take your money. You'll need it more because you're going so far away."
"Just take what you're given. You're also growing up. Be more generous to yourself instead of being so stingy. You know how I am. Would I possibly lack for money? Okay, just take this thousand yuan. Otherwise, I'm going to be angry."
Choo~ Choo~ Zhang Fan then took a train to the westernmost part of China.
On a train where you couldn't feel the outside temperature, it would be impossible to tell by vision alone if it was winter or summer. The steppes had zero signs of greenery. Apart from snow in the winter and rain in the summer, there was only one color—earthen yellow. Zhang Fan's butt hurt from the hard seat ticket that he purchased. He was hardly interested in playing cards with the other people on the train. His mind was completely empty apart from his expectations and confusion about the future. Slowly and gradually, the train set off into the distance.
The train was only capable of bringing Zhang Fan to the western province's capital city. Kuake City, the city that Zhang Fan would be working in, didn't even have a train line. Kuake City was six hundred or so kilometers away from the province capital, so he would need to take a bus and sleep on it for an entire night before he finally arrived.


One day, Zhang Fan, a poor medical student, receives a medical system from the future. This turns him into a new shining star in the medical field. Along the way, he must face medical corruption, competition, and infighting from other doctors, and even find time for a love life as he strives for the top of the medical field!

"Cheol-yong, move!"
"Watch out!"

Hyung-geun intercepted the ball easily enough and passed it to someone else before receiving it once again a moment later. All the other children circled around him, determined to steal the ball back for themselves, but Hyung-geun skillfully maneuvered around them all, dribbling all the way to the goalpost. He looked up to find his aim, but was thrown off by what he saw.

"Huh?"

Or rather, by what he didn't see. The goalkeeper was nowhere to be seen.

"Stop him!"
"Get him! No!!"

Hyung-geun kicked the ball into the goal with little effort and, surely enough, scored a point for his team.

"Where did plaster face go?" Myeong-su asked, but no one had an answer for him.

Unseen by the other children, Lucid had snuck away from the field and climbed the mountain behind the institute for the first time in a rather long time. It had been an impulsive decision on his part, but he had also hoped that coming back would somehow transport him to the other world again, as it had before.

This mountain, unlike the forest in the other world, was mainly comprised of bamboo and oak trees. With both being evergreens, the mountain was a lovely shade of green all year round, and even now, it looked like a piece of summer stranded in a winter land. Only the harsh wind broke the illusion. Still, as with most other mountains, the ground was covered with a decent amount of fallen leaves, but they posed no problem for Lucid as he climbed higher and higher, especially since he had cast magic to increase the friction on the bottom of his shoes. For him, climbing up the mountain was no different from walking down the street, and he reached the peak in no time. Breathing heavily to regain control, he noticed that his physical strength and stamina had both deteriorated over the past year. Before, he hadn't even broken a sweat climbing this same mountain, yet here he was now, huffing and puffing. All that sitting and reading must have taken a toll on him after all.

The sky he saw down at the courtyard and the sky he was now looking at, from high in the mountain, were one and the same, as clear and blue as ever, but the air felt different. It was clearer, crisper, and he took deep breaths to fill his lungs with it. He closed his eyes and felt the wind on his skin, canceling all the magic he had cast before. As the warming magic left him, a sharp chill ran down his spine.

"Mom." he called, his voice low. He hadn't spoken that word out loud in a long time, and he choked on it.

****

Dong-in had been looking out the window, watching some middle schoolers running around with some elementary schoolers.

"God dammit." he muttered under his breath.

He had been cursing quite a lot recently, and most times, he didn't even realize. The words left his lips whenever he felt even a little miffed, whether he was alone or not, prompted or not. Right now, he cursed watching the children playing in the field.

He hadn't known this when he himself was a young child, but now that he was in middle school, playing outside and kicking a ball around were no longer entertaining, and he had no wish to participate. It was easy enough for elementary schoolers to run around chasing a ball, but the middle schoolers with them were a bit different. They would run just enough to reach the ball and kick it just enough to get the children to run to the other side. In other words, they weren't playing. They were just taking care of the younger children. When Dong-in was younger, the middle schoolers (now high schoolers) took care of him in the same way, and now, his peers took care of the elementary schoolers. High schoolers then avoided the courtyard altogether, choosing to let the younger kids run free and instead studying to achieve their goals for the future, once they left the institute. Such were the rules of the Anes Institute, a sort of tradition to allow all the children to come together and fraternize, growing closer together as real siblings would. Or was it?

"In the same boat, so row together." Dong-in grumbled.

Once he had realized that this was the true intention of the rules, Dong-in had lost all interest in playing. It disgusted him to know that he was expected to go out and mingle with the rest of the children, so that they may all be pitied together. He didn't want to be considered pitiful, and he didn't want to consider the other children as such either. So, he simply grew to dislike their soccer games. That was why he was currently holed up in his room, avoiding all the volunteers crawling about the institute and watching the children play outside, as much as he hated it. That's when he noticed one of the goalkeepers turn around and sneak off somewhere.

He gnawed on his lips as he watched the boy's retreating figure, feeling all sorts of emotions bubbling inside, emotions that stung his eyes with unshed tears, emotions that made him want to scream until his throat bled, that burst the blood vessels in his eyes and made his breath uneven. Hatred, disgust, resentment, contempt. No matter how many words he used to describe his emotions, they weren't enough to properly convey everything he felt. Part of him felt frustrated. Why should he have to feel this way? He didn't deserve this. He had lived his whole life being well-liked as a good student, a good child, a kind person who always smiled, until that boy came along and pushed him straight to the depths of hell. He couldn't ever forgive him. He wouldn't ever forgive him.

Dong-in turned around and left his room.

****

Yun-jeong had made her way to the cafeteria quite early in the morning, which was unusual for her. After helping out with serving breakfast, she gleefully went in the kitchens to practice her own cooking. With the recent boom of cooking programs on TV, Yun-jeong was more than ecstatic, and she made up her mind to be like all those famous chefs and master their fancy skills. As such, she had grabbed the kitchen wok and was now furiously shaking it about. It was no easy feat, as slender as her arms were, but she persevered, passionately practicing the movement. She rolled the wok around to evenly coat it in oil before dumping in the spring onions she had chopped up. Then, she added a splash of soy sauce, to both flavor and impart some aroma to the oil. As she shook the wok around, the fresh scent of spring onion oil wafted through the air.

"Yun-jeong! Are you into Chinese food now?"
"What are you making? You've made such a mess!"
"Fried rice!" Yun-jeong answered cheerfully, smiling at the cooks who had gathered around to watch.

Focusing once more on the wok in her hands, she added ground pork and various vegetables, stir frying as needed before reducing the heat to add the rice. She would be sharing with all the cooks, so she would have to make plenty. However, that meant more of everything, and the considerable weight of all the ingredients as well as of the wok put quite a strain on her wrists. The only thing pushing her forward was her love for cooking, and she continued to shake the wok around. After what seemed like a lifetime, she finally set it down and turned the heat off, dividing the fried rice evenly on three plates.

"It's done!" She said. She was covered in sweat, but she knew that it was a result of her hard work. She was proud of herself and of what she achieved. "Come have a taste!"
"Are you done?" asked one of the cooks.
"Nope! I'm making crab soup next!"

Yun-jeong wiped the sweat from her eyes and set to preparing for her next dish.

****

Ki-woong had been reading, the door to his room firmly shut. Outside, a sign hung from it, reading "Currently studying, do not disturb." Normally, most institutes housing high school students didn't receive high school volunteers, to avoid the awkward, if not downright patronizing, situation of being taken care of by a peer. Even if high school volunteers were accepted, measures were taked to prevent them from meeting the resident high schoolers, such as sending the latter outside. The Anes Institute was no different, and with the influx of high school volunteers (it was the weekend, after all), most of the high schoolers had gone out. All, actually, except for Ki-woong.

Ki-woong had chosen to stay, mainly because he had nothing better to do outside, and he didn't quite care about the volunteers wandering about the institute. As long as he didn't run into them, then everything was fine. And so, he had kept reading, until he heard a knock at the door.

"Ki-woong," a voice called from outside. "Are you free?"

Recognizing the voice as one of the teachers, Ki-woong opened the door.

"How can I help you?"
"The administrative office asked if you could help them out. They're a little flooded, I think."

This was a rather common occurrence in the institute. If the office was behind in its work, Ki-woong would often go down to lend a hand. This was partly because he was the smartest high schooler in the institute, and he had actually proven himself to be quite adept at getting things done. The biggest reason, however, was that he hardly complained, to the point that the director of administration had actually suggested that Ki-woong work at the office after graduating high school. This wasn't well-received at all, since Ki-woong had his sights set on medical school, but he had still smiled and laughed it off, showing remarkable self-control and patience.

"Yes, of course. Should I go down right away?"
"Yes, please. Thank you so much, and I'm so sorry to ask you every time."

The teacher smiled bitterly and pat Ki-woong's arm in an attempt to comfort him. The boy wasn't getting paid at all, simply giving out his time for the sake of the institute, and this made the teacher feel all kinds of terrible. He was proud of him, yes, but it was still a very regrettable situation. Ki-woong was, the teacher thought, the very definition of a volunteer.

****

Jiwon had walked back (though "escaped" would be more accurate) to the institute from the courtyard, and she was hardly in the mood to talk to anyone. But with nowhere to go, she was forced to go inside and join the rest of the volunteers.

"Jiwon," one of them called out. "What are you doing?"
"Oh... Um... I was just wondering if there's anything I can do to help."
"You're really red, did you know that?" the volunteer asked, cupping Jiwon's cheeks in her hands. "How long were you outside? Goodness. Stay inside, and go check the kitchens. They'll be getting food ready soon, so go see if there are any dishes that need to be done."

The volunteer had assumed that Jiwon had gone out to play, and Jiwon was much too high strung to explain herself. She couldn't even find the proper words for it, and she simply nodded, making her way towards the kitchens as she had been instructed.

In her head, she kept replaying the conversation she had with that boy. Why had she said that? She had no idea, and she was embarrassed beyond words. She had volunteered at the institute before, but back then, she had to do so much work that there simply hadn't been enough time for her to talk to any of the residing children. That was why she had made up her mind to spend some time with them this time around. She had a lot of work today as well, but she had managed to sneak out to the courtyard somehow. But after all her efforts, she had been attacked when she had least expected it.

To Jiwon, volunteering at an institute meant playing with the children, holding their hands and talking to them as a way to make them feel loved. That's what heroines did, wasn't it? Still, when she had seen the children running around in the dirt, she had felt a bit put off, which is why she had decided to talk to the child farthest away from all the mess. That turned out to be her worst decision yet, as she had gotten quite hurt from their conversation.

"Why would talking to us be work?" the boy had asked.

She had immediately felt in the wrong. Perhaps she had been so flustered, so scared by the boy's piercing gaze because she felt guilty. No, she knew that was the reason. She had known it as soon as she heard the boy's words, and that was why she had practically run away from him.

She felt bad. Instead of making him feel loved, she had hurt his feelings, and she felt terrible about it.  But she also had no excuse, no good reason to go back so soon, so she simply went to the kitchens. Maybe distracting herself with work would help calm her down and get her thoughts back in order. Then, she decided, she would go back and apologize.

When Jiwon turned the corner to get to the back of the building, where the cafeteria was, she saw a boy climb the fence and go into the mountain. He had short hair, and he was shorter than her. A middle schooler, most likely. As she watched, he walked calmly, but with determination, towards the mountain, and his figure was soon hidden by the trees.

With a mountain so close to the institute, perhaps it acted like a natural playground for the children here. Did they usually go out into the mountain? Probably, Jiwon thought. Dismissing it at that, she opened the door to the cafeteria.


<Lucid Dream (1)> End.

A boy who was living an ordinary life in another world suddenly came to the present world.

Social systems, way of life and morals... They have all changed.

How will the boy try to survive?

What kind of life will the boy live?

"Doctor Ling is here." Lu Wenbin, who had arrived at the hospital half an hour early, tried to show just how hardworking he was to Ling Ran.
Creatures like doctors, no matter what age, whether they were ugly or good looking, ordinary or popular, were ultimately loved by all if they were diligent and studious.
Skills were not only related to talent, but also forged through hard work.
Doctors knew this. The higher they stood, the better the doctor understood.
Lu Wenbin was certain that he would never impress Ling Ran with his talent, but he could make up for it with hard work.
Lu Wenbin was strong. He had left work at nine o'clock in the evening and went to the gym in the medical technology building for forty minutes. His five-feet-eleven-inch frame carried a lot of muscle. His fourteen-inch thick bicep could almost block the entire office door.
With an easygoing and boyish smile, he said, "Doctor Ling, I'm ready for the ward rounds. How about now?"
"Already done it." Ling Ran yawned softly. He was up at four o'clock in the morning. It had almost been four hours now, and he had not taken any Energy Serums. He was really sleepy.
Lu Wenbin stiffened up like a statue, whispering, "You performed the ward rounds in advance?"
"Not yesterday, I just came here two hours earlier today," Ling Ran stated as-a-matter-of-fact.
'Two hours' sounded like a bomb in Lu Wenbin's ears.
"You came at five o'clock in the morning?" Lu Wenbin was tongue-tied.
Ling Ran nodded. "Around four, yes."
Lu Wenbin could not help but be dumbfounded. Great anxiety rose in his heart.
'If someone is better than you are, what should you do?
'If he is more diligent than you are, what should you do?
'If he is more handsome than you are, what should you do?
'What should I do?
'What should I do?!'
Ling Ran handed the medical records from the ward rounds to Lu Wenbin and said, "Let's sort these out."
Lu Wenbin did not respond for a moment. Ma Yanlin the houseman came out from behind Lu Wenbin and reached for the book while he said that he would sort out the records. He began categorizing them in the cabinet in the office.
In the doctors' offices, documents and bills of all manner were in the grid-like cabinets at every corner. For example, the 'informed consent forms,''notice of critical illness' and 'discharge instructions.' Patients' medical records, ward rounds records, and so on would also be included in it. Usually, there was a random inspection by the directors and the archivers. Whenever the hospital was to be graded, the entire hospital would begin assessing and inspecting their own work. The entire hospital often took half a year to rewrite the documents that had not yet been written or otherwise poorly-written.
The process was similar to primary school students copying texts, teachers copying teaching plans, and political party members copying ideas.
Lu Wenbin was early, but he was one step behind the houseman. He was so angry that his biceps were all swollen and pumped up. He hurriedly said, "During the ward rounds yesterday, Beds 3 and 7 were a little edematous. I applied some medicine, and gave medical advice to raise the affected limb and soak it with hot water. Bed 9 complained about some dizziness. I consulted Doctor Zhou, and he had the patient confined to bed rest…"
"The patient sutured the day before yesterday was also in good condition. There were no abnormal reactions after the anesthesia." Ma Yanlin cut in.
"Yes, the prognosis has been very good for several recent patients." Lu Wenbin lowered his head. The anxiety generated by the inferior complex when it came to talent, diligence and looks would not go away easily, but life and work still had to go on.
He was a resident doctor, and he was performing the duties of a resident doctor. Going about ward rounds and paying attention to patients' conditions were their most basic tasks. In the hospital, the medical staffs who had the most contact with patients were the resident doctors and nurses.
Many of the frequency of doctors performing ward rounds when they were attending physicians would drop significantly, especially when they were attending physicians of surgical departments. Many times, these doctors would only learn of the patients' names only when they were about to perform surgery on them.
The chief physicians' ward rounds were even more sporadic and even rarer. The three-stage ward rounds were only required once a week. At the current hospital bed turnover rate, many patients were discharged from the hospital within three to four days.
Ling Ran also had a few ward rounds before this, and the main purpose of his ward rounds was just to observe several patients after they had received their surgery. After all, he initially only knew how to employ the M-Tang technique. Huo Congjun had to handle the other routines.
However, he now had the Specialist Level Physical Examination Skill, making him more useful than ordinary resident doctors.
"Bed 3 and Bed 7 may be undergoing a more severe adhesion of tendons, and their rehabilitation programs should be escalated. Do not be afraid of the rupturing. I have already exhorted this. You can take a second look during your usual ward rounds," said Ling Ran.
"Okay." Ma Yanlin the houseman was once again one step ahead of Lu Wenbin.
"Yes." Lu Wenbin, who had come to work early in the morning feebly rose to his feet.
"In addition to that, there is a need to give several patients additional examination programs, especially Bed 11. Give him an ultrasonography, I suspect he has fluid accumulating in his abdomen. It is not any simple postoperative edema." Ling Ran was still an intern. He could neither prescribe medicine nor have patients go through other programs. He had to go through Lu Wenbin.
This was why Huo Congjun had forcefully assigned a resident doctor to Ling Ran.
Lu Wenbin nodded. He could deal with simple symptoms and prescribe drugs according to the guidelines, but he was totally inadequate when it came to comprehensive judgement.
Ling Ran concluded the two-hour rounds in a few words. It was the same for most resident doctors, and it was just as uninteresting and time-consuming as a normal office worker's routine.
"How many patients are available today?" Ling Ran inquired about his scheduled surgeries.
It was the one thing that interested him the most.
"Oh, I just looked at it. So far, there are three." Lu Wenbin quickly went to get the pad and looked for the electronic medical records within.
"The M-Tang technique has had a high success rate and good prognosis. The hospitals referring the patients to us are now more keen on promoting it."
Ling Ran lowered his head to look at the medical records.
For doctors, as long as their medical skills were good, other problems were minor.
When it came to referrals, lower-level hospitals were powerless against the higher-level hospitals. They could not even keep track of their patients during most of the time. But the higher-level hospital doctors often looked upon the lower-level hospitals with a disdainful eye and mocked them by saying they were not worthy of being doctors.
Even so, the lower-level hospitals were aware of the gap in skill, and quietly accepted their place.
Referral doctors would not track the conditions of each patient. But if the results of each referral were favorable, said doctor would send their patients to that hospital frequently. If multiple problems arose after they referred their patient to another hospital, they would naturally stop referring their patients to the hospital. They would just transfer their patients to another high-grade hospital.
Small hospitals in small areas were everywhere. Doctors and patients were more likely to work on a more intimate basis. Although the doctors transferred the patients to large hospitals for better treatment and expertise, they also hoped that the patients would get the best possible medical treatment. Case in point, Lower Groove Clinic often referred patients to Yun Hua Hospital. If Boss Yang had not encountered Ling Ran, Ling Jiezhou would have quickly arranged for Boss Yang to be transferred to Yun Hua Hospital. It would also affect his decision as to where he should refer his next patient, Yun Hua or a provincial hospital.
Thanks to Huo Congjun and the Changxi Province Medical Company, hospitals had been turning to them more often than not, but not to a very enthusiastic level. Some hospitals only referred the patients over for the sake of the Yun Hua Hospital Hand Surgery Department.
As of now, some subtle things had changed.
The M-Tang technique of the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital worked well. The patients, Emergency Department, and medical representatives all shared the same feedback. This way, hospitals could confidently refer people to the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital.
Although it was only a slight change from their slight doubt to slight reassurance, the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital was undeniably receiving an increasing number of flexor tendon injury patients.
Several small hospitals were located in industrial areas. Those without Hand Surgery Departments would not refer patients to hospitals of equal level, they could only turn to the larger tertiary grade A hospitals.
The Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital had some ongoing referral offers, and the results were good. Naturally, they became the first choice of many.
"All three. Write up the preoperative diagnosis. It's for Department Director Huo once he arrives." Ling Ran flipped through the pad and handed it back to Lu Wenbin.
"Three again?" This instantly made Lu Wenbin's skin to crawl.
"It's going to be more than that," Ling Ran smiled and said.
"More will come in by lunchtime. Give it another look by then."
Lu Wenbin had just only taken a day off. He was originally well-rested and refreshed, but at that moment, he instantly became awfully nervous and uncomfortable.
Ling Ran felt comfortable and relaxed.
The difference between days with surgeries and days without surgeries were practically like night and day.
"Two single-finger lacerations, one two-finger crush injury. We can try to get all of them done in the morning. Hmm… let's do the two-finger laceration first. After we finish, we will contact the new medical cases, arrange for our operations to be connected together, and save time." Ling Ran seemed to have made a fool-proof plan, and joy was practically radiating from his body.
Lu Wenbin's face lost more blood.
"Can I wait until the latter half of the surgery to come out and ask…"
"I can be responsible for contacting other hospitals." Ma Yanlin took the opportunity to step in.
Lu Wenbin wanted to argue against that, but remained silent in the end.
Ling Ran was indispensable. Huo Congjun was responsible for the contacting the patients earlier, but the department director could not be expected to take all the work.
Ma Yanlin secretly clenched his fist. He wanted to get involved with the M-Tang technique rather than perform chores for other doctors.
"By the way, Doctor Ling. I just saw the new edition of 'Chinese Critical Care Medicine'. Your name is on it. 'Barehanded Bleeding Control Without Setting Up a Surgical Field by Applying Localized Pressure During Suturing of Glisson's Capsule.' Right on the front page."
Ma Yanlin waited for Ling Ran to sit down before he bent over to hand him a journal.
Of course, he had not seen it himself. But he had told the same by the interns in the administrative department. Hospitals were extremely concerned about the publication of doctors' articles. Every month, they would count the number of people who published articles, articles that were published, and influence factors for the publication of articles, and so on. Most of those who were tasked to do this work were young-uns in the same batch as Ma Yanlin.
Ling Ran took the copy of 'Chinese Critical Care Medicine' in surprise. He opened it and saw that the bottom right corner of his article had been folded and marked.
The words 'Yun Hua Hospital, Emergency Department, Ling Ran' was located under the title of the article and could be seen at a glance.
The notifications from the system popped up right on time.
[Mission completed: Completed a thesis]
[Reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest]


Ling Ran, a med school senior, begins to see the world like a game UI. He uses it to pave his way towards graduation, a residency, becoming the greatest doctor in the world... And finally getting a Transformer from his newbie packs? Maybe. We don't know yet.

In his office, Principal Lü's face was very serious. This was his second year at the sports school. As a new principal who had come out of the blue, his days in the beginning weren't that agreeable. These last two years he had been trying to get used to the environment and cultivate his own teams. He finally had some kind of control over the whole situation.
Many people thought that there was no pressure on the sports school when it came to proportion of students who were able to get into the advanced school. They thought working at the sports school was very relaxing. However, Principal Lü had realized after just one year that it was not as easy as those on the outside looking in thought.
The sports school used to be one of the best. Although it was just a technical secondary school, it used to ensure job assignment for graduates up until the 90s. During that time, technical secondary school used to be people's first choice, even when compared to high schools. Like technical secondary school, places like medical schools were for the best students with excellent grades, since they allocated jobs for students without fail. The sports school had been the best among them. People didn't get enough protein during that time. Instead of nutrition, people worried more about how they could avoid suffering from starvation. In that era, people who were admitted to sports school were those with truly extraordinary physiques.
As time went on, the job assignment system was canceled. But the sports school was still the most popular choice because of the food allowance. For the people who came from poor areas, it was very attractive that the school covered their food expenses. Twenty years ago, when the number of students who were able to get admission to advanced schools was still limited, college students were especially rare and precious. Normal people could still get a decent job with a secondary technical school degree.
With the expansion of high school enrollment, it got easier for people to be admitted to colleges. This made it harder for the sports school to survive. Many bachelor and even masters students couldn't find a job. A student from a secondary technical sports school could not get anything but labor work. Parents expected their children to have decent jobs and not just be just labor workers, especially when they had tried everything to help their children get a higher education. Coupled with the improvement of people's lives, nobody would go to the sports school and ruin their future just for the food.
As this was happening, the disadvantages of the sports school as a secondary technical school began to become apparent. As opposed to normal high schools, students from secondary technical schools couldn't take the college entrance exam. The only way to get their degrees was to take higher education self-study examinations. This kind of degree was given by the country, but that was it. It didn't really help when job hunting.
This was why the quality of students who signed up for the sports school had dropped and were not achieving as much. There were many sports-oriented talented students, but they weren't sent to the sports school because their parents didn't want to send them. Cultural education was the best of the best. From the parents' perspective, it was better if their children didn't learn anything in college than going to a sports school.
Because of this situation, sports schools nationwide were all pushed into a corner. Famous schools who cultivated top-level athletes were better off because they got more financial help from the government. People who worked in schools like the sports school in Yuzhou City, which no one knew, were just muddling through life by collecting their salary and satisfying their appetite.
However, Principal Lü wouldn't just muddle through his life with his new promotion—he was eager to show his abilities. That was why he brought the case up to corporate with high schools to cultivate sports talent students. On the one hand, they could make money from it. On the other hand, and more importantly, they could make their school famous.
In his office, Principal Lü held a document in his hand that was the notice of the national athletes' exam. Director Shouren Zhao behaved himself in front of Principal Lü, and acted like he was listening to the leader's speech.
Lü cleared his throat and said, "The exam for national athletes is about to start. It's a normal activity. But this year, your tasks are greater. It's not only about taking students from our school to the exam, but also the students from our summer training class. How's the 100m sprint training class going? How many people do you think could get the national second-class athletes qualifications?"
"The training is coming to the end. According to our internal evaluation, at least 1/3 of the students are able to reach the standard. Some of the students are around the passing line. If they perform well, they might be able to pass too," Shouren Zhao said.
"1/3 is not enough. At least half of the students should pass. Then we are talking. That could make our training class more convincing, and make all the high schools believe that we have the ability to improve sports talent students. It would make them willing to hand the students to us." Principal Lü stopped for a second and continued, "Besides that, I received very important information. For this exam, the chief examiner, Coach Yuejin Chen, has been sent by the provincial administration from the provincial sports university. He is a very strict and impartial person."
"Coach Yuejin Chen? The one who trained many national athletes? He is the top track and field coach inside our province." Obviously Shouren Zhao had heard of him before.
"Yes, that's him. What's more important, he has one slot open for two provincial sports universities, which means he could choose two students taking the exam." Principal Lü changed his tone and continued, "We should get at least one of these two admissions to sports universities!"
"So you are saying we should ask the students from summer training class to go for one of the admissions?" Shouren Zhao asked.
"Yes. It's a very important move for our sports school. If we could get one of the admissions to the sports university, it could prove to the society that we have the ability to cultivate college students even though we are just a secondary technical school! And if the high schools in our city know that one of our students got the admission, they would be more willing to work with us," Principal Lü said.
Shouren Zhao hesitated because he couldn't promise it and didn't answer immediately, which made Principal Lü feel very anxious. He rolled his eyes and changed the topic.
"Last semester, one of our old vice presidents retired, so we have a vacancy now. The people from administrations asked for my opinions about the candidate for vice president. Although I think experience matters a lot, the ability and achievements are also very important. Director Zhao, I have very high expectations for you. But you have to work harder and make some achievements too. Then you can convince the other people. And I would have a better reason to recommend you."
Although the principal didn't say it explicitly, Shouren Zhao understood what he meant. Whether or not he could meet the quota of the independent enrollment or not mattered for his promotion to vice principal.
Considering that, Shouren Zhao said immediately, "Don't worry, I'll take the responsibility of the summer training class. We are meeting the quota of the independent enrollment!"


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