Chapter 734: The Four Aristocratic Families Proclaim Vassal, Identity Revealed (1)

Chapter 734: The Four Aristocratic Families Proclaim Vassal, Identity Revealed (1)

This time it was Cai Zhongnian’s turn to be astonished.

He paused for a few seconds before speaking up, “What did you say? You saw this doctor?!”

Qin Yusong recalled the words that Si Fuqing said to him in the morning, his fingers trembling, “It might not be that, maybe I’m overthinking.”

“It must be you overthinking,” Cai Zhongnian breathed a sigh of relief, “This doctor is in the Free State, how could they come to Sijiu? Even there, everyone is seeking for the doctor.”

Qin Yusong forced a bitter smile.

Indeed.

What kind of place was the Free State? He dared not even dream about it.

Regardless of the outcome tomorrow, he would accept it.

“Is this today’s evaluation sheet?” Cai Zhongnian picked up the file beside him, “Hmm, Wei Chengyun is good, Lu Xingheng is also good, not bad, not bad at all. This variety show indeed has provided quite a few medical talents.”

He flipped through it but didn’t see Si Fuqing’s name, “Isn’t there another one?”

Qin Yusong hesitated for a moment, silently pulling it out from the folder.

Cai Zhongnian took it and glanced at it.

Patient Evaluation: 100

Nurse Evaluation: 100

Attending Physician Evaluation: 100

Overall Evaluation: 100

Even the highest scoring intern, a returned overseas postdoctoral fellow, only scored 95.

This score was much harder to achieve than the full marks in a written test because it was evaluated by people, without specific answers.

But Si Fuqing still got a perfect score.

Cai Zhongnian fell silent.

Feng San looked curious, “Miss Si, why did you buy a helmet? Are you riding a motorcycle?”

Yu Xiheng replied calmly, “That’s a gaming helmet for ‘Eternity’.”

Feng San paused, “Miss Si has an account for ‘Eternity’?”

Yu Xiheng finally looked up, emotions indiscernible, “You can go now.”

Feng San promptly left.

Yu Xiheng rested his head on one hand and continued to read the documents.

Playing a holographic game was always better than playing a cultivation game.

Upstairs.

Si Fuqing put on her gaming helmet.

This time she had pinpointed her entry, so she definitely wouldn’t be late.

This time, she would witness the coronation of the emperor.

As she arrived five hundred years into the past for the fifth time, before the scene completely cleared, Si Fuqing heard a furious roar, “How dare you! Are you trying to commit regicide and patricide?!”

Despite the loudness of the roar, it was tinged with fear.

Si Fuqing opened her eyes and saw the Purple Chamber Hall drenched in blood, with numerous corpses littering the floor.

The voice came from the dragon throne above.

The old emperor was both fearful and angry, his demeanor fierce yet trembling, “How dare you not to retreat? If you want the throne, I can give it to you.”

He never imagined that his least favored ninth son would lead troops into his sleeping quarters and slay his attendants and guards.

Si Fuqing was taken aback, then followed the trembling gaze of the old emperor.

A young figure stood tall and straight, his ink-black hair tied up with a silver coronet.

He was still dressed in white, but now wore a layer of armor, making his handsome appearance resemble that of a deity.

He formed a stark contrast with the old emperor, who was fat and bloated.