I Am Diagnosed as a Medical Titan

Inside the exam break area.

Every contestant who came in would see Jiang He’s score, freeze for a long while, and then sit down with a wry smile. It was like a production line for canned sardines...

Qiao Fan from Zhongda had already moved past the initial shock. He now looked at Lin Han beside him with a pang of sympathy.

He knew it. Lin Han had to be the most miserable person in the room right now.

Lin Han explaining the problem to Jiang He was like teaching swordsmanship to Guan Gong, selling essays at Confucius’s door, playing with fire before the Lord Stove, and brandishing a spear in front of Zhang Fei!

’—Hello? Is this the taxi back to Zhongda? Come quick, it’s an emergency. Someone’s about to die of social embarrassment!’

When Qiao Fan looked at Lin Han again, he saw that the guy was actually walking over to Jiang He on his own initiative...

Arriving in front of Jiang He, Lin Han showed a rare smile. "Congratulations, Jiang He."

Jiang He replied, "You did great, too."

Lin Han shook his head. "That question in Zone A... If you hadn’t reminded me about the contraindications for digitalis drugs by the flowerbeds this morning, I definitely would’ve written down ’calcium gluconate injection.’ I would have lost a lot of points on that question. Thank you."

"Your fundamentals are solid. Even without my reminder, you most likely would have realized it yourself. It was just a matter of time."

"In medicine, time is life. A slow reaction means the patient is gone. A loss is a loss. Whether it’s cutting-edge theory or practical decision-making, there’s a huge gap between us. But I won’t let you leave me in the dust forever. From now on, I’m going to spend more time in the emergency department."

"Sounds good. I’m always open to discussion."

After saying that, Jiang He asked with a smile, "Going home together this year?"

"Of course." Lin Han sat down next to him, his expression turning serious again. "When we get home this time, I’m going to tell everyone how amazing you are now."

"Huh? There’s no need for that..."

"There is."

"No, no."

"Yes, yes."

"Uh, how is it necessary?"

"My mom always used to brag about me to everyone; I couldn’t stop her. So now that you’re the amazing one, I have to spread the word for you."

"..."

Jiang He was at a loss.

’Forget it, let him do what he wants.’

Speaking of which, it really had been a long time since he’d been back to his hometown. He missed his parents.

His father was still in good health, and his mother’s hair hadn’t turned white yet.

’Family healthy, love life smooth, future bright... This is the happiest time of one’s life. But how many people realize it when they’re in it?’

When you were little, your parents walked ahead of you. After you grew up, you walked faster and faster. Until one day you suddenly stop, look back, and realize they can’t keep up anymore. They just smile and wave from a distance, wishing you all the best.

Jiang He rubbed his eyes and smiled.

’He had clearly lived two lives, yet in this one, he felt he had become more fragile.’

It was just a small, sudden feeling, but it filled him with emotion...

Just then, the other members of the Southern Medical University team started filing in.

Pan Wen was in the lead.

Pan Wen entered and went through the standard procedure.

Look at the big screen, be shocked, smile wryly, sit down...

But after he sat down, he grinned.

’—Awesome! So satisfying!’

’—What I went through during the competition, it’s finally other schools’ turn to experience it. Hehe!’

Pan Wen ran over to Jiang He.

Unfortunately, Jiang He was already sitting, so the self-appointed Chair-Pulling Committee Member for Jiang He was temporarily out of a job.

He just said, "River God, you’re a fucking beast."

Other contestants from Southern Medical University gathered around as well.

Everyone began to celebrate.

This probably didn’t count as popping the champagne at halftime.

After all... a score of 400 was an absolute first place. There was no suspense whatsoever...

While the Southern Medical crowd celebrated, the contestants from other schools could only exchange wry smiles.

Although they were a little salty, deep down, they were convinced.

A perfect 400... Goddammit, you had to accept it whether you wanted to or not!

Finally, the exam period ended.

Jiang He asked, "Can we go eat now?"

Pan Wen nodded. "Yep, we can. The supervising teacher just sent a message. The morning assessments are all over. He said everyone should go to the cafeteria to eat first, then gather at the main venue at 2 p.m. sharp for the award ceremony."

"Oh, okay."

...

The moment he walked out of the exam hall, Jiang He was surrounded by Chen Hao, Li Zijian, and Wang Bo.

Wang Bo wanted to give Jiang He the "Aluba" treatment.

To be honest, Jiang He froze for a second when he heard the suggestion... He had almost forgotten about this game that was popular among students back in ’08.

The game was pretty bizarre, really. You just lift someone up and ram their crotch into a tree?

Jiang He never understood how that game got so popular.

In any case, he had to refuse firmly and righteously now.

Jiang He said, "My leg is broken. Have a heart, man."

Wang Bo replied, "That doesn’t matter! Get him!"

Jiang He cut him off sternly. "No. I really mind."

Wang Bo’s hands paused. He suddenly remembered.

’—Old Jiang really never did seem to like the Aluba treatment.’

He quickly said, "Sorry, Old Jiang, I forgot. Ah, it’s just ’cause I’m so happy. My bad, my bad..."

Jiang He could understand his roommate’s excitement. "It’s fine," he said. "Let’s go. Time to eat."

The Southern Medical University campus was even livelier than usual today.

Although the competition results hadn’t been officially announced yet.

But who didn’t know that Jiang He had scored a perfect 400?

It didn’t even need to be posted on the forums; the news had already blown up among the volunteers and in the QQ groups!

He had brought so much honor to the school!

You have to understand, Southern Medical University had always been ranked lower than Zhongda. This time, their average score would probably be lower than Zhongda’s too...

But that didn’t matter. This time, first place belonged to our Jiang He!

First place with a perfect score! Hehe!

Jiang He walked along the path to the No. 2 Cafeteria, leaning on his crutch.

Along the way, fellow students who saw his white coat with the gold lettering would take the initiative to show their respect.

Mostly, it was male students passing by who would give him a thumbs-up with a grin. "Jiang He, you’re a fucking beast."

Or it would be underclassmen girls who would call out softly and reverently, "Senior, thank you for your hard work."