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Chapter 388 Compound Talents

"I'm a law-abiding citizen, and I can't practice medicine without a license." The dean almost choked when he said this.The old man happened to be drinking tea, and when he was excited by this sentence, he couldn't hold the cup firmly, and it fell to the ground with a bang, breaking his body to pieces.

This guy looks very smart, why is he so stupid?When he was asked to perform the operation earlier, he had a fart license?Then, why didn't he say that he was a law-abiding citizen?

It has been many years in the rivers and lakes, the dean asked himself that in this industry, he has seen countless geniuses, but this is the only one with no other branches.

The dean did not talk to Han Qiu directly, but stared at a scroll of antique calligraphy on the wall in trance.

Han Qiu turned his head in doubt and took a look. It was the authentic handwriting of Gong Zizhen, a celebrity in the Qing Dynasty: "Kyushu is angry and relies on wind and thunder, and it is a pity that ten thousand horses are silent. I urge the Lord of Heaven to cheer up and send down talents."

When the dean saw that Han Qiu turned to read the words, he must be able to understand what he meant, so he couldn't help but nodded. Young boys and girls can be taught.

"Sir, what do you think when you see this picture?" The dean's eyes suddenly looked very deep, creating a very mysterious atmosphere, making it seem like an ancient master was talking about it and giving advice to his juniors.

It is conceivable that to be the president of the largest hospital in the country, he is still very good at employing people, leadership art, and ideological work. end.

He felt that the kid in front of him had a high level of comprehension, so he should understand his enlightenment.Although there is no license, according to the hospital's regulations and thresholds, there is nothing to do with such a rigid condition, but in the final analysis, the system is also played by people.A mere piece of paper, isn't it something you can grab at your fingertips?It's just that, how can it be possible to say such a thing clearly, everyone just understands...

"Hey, this calligraphy is authentic, right? It's a lot of money, the dean really is a big hand!" Han Qiu admired with bright eyes.

The dean almost fell off the chair with a thud.

"I don't mean the calligraphy itself, but the meaning of this poem." The dean tapped the table lightly with his knuckles, indicating that there is no need for a heavy hammer to play the drum.

"Well, this poem is not bad, after all, it is written by a famous artist." Han Qiu nodded in admiration, and said, "But I like the other two sentences more: Luohong is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers."

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he really saw "Luo Hong" last night, and he couldn't help but feel sad again...

With a "snap", the dean's palm slapped hard on the table. He felt that this kid was playing tricks. This drum would not work without a heavy hammer.

"I urge the Lord of Heaven to cheer up and send down talents without sticking to one pattern!" The dean's hand pointed to the two lines of poems on the wall from a distance, and said word by word: "What is sending down talents without sticking to one pattern? That is only talent. Yes! No diploma, no license, it doesn’t matter, as long as you have the ability! As for the license, you can take the exam later.”

Logically speaking, the words have been spoken clearly, and the dean believes that Han Qiu should be able to hear clearly.What choice to make is up to him, on the one hand, he is unknown, and on the other hand, he is gaining both fame and fortune.To be honest, this determination is really not difficult at all.

In fact, if there is a good thing that can earn both fame and fortune, Han Qiu can't wait for it. With his character, he would rather kill the wrong than let it go, and there is absolutely no reason to push the money sent to the door. I don't have the "medical skills" at all; the "Bian Que's rebirth" is completely unilaterally manipulated by the dean.

If your own items can be mass-produced, then this business can still be considered. The question is, is this possible?Moreover, even if it is mass production, we cannot just catch this kind of patient every time. One moment there is a patient with a bad heart, and another moment there is a patient with high blood pressure. Should I use bone strengthening agents to treat them all?It's a matter of time before someone's life is taken!
But thinking of this, Han Qiu had an idea: This kind of item is different from the finished product played in the game, but synthesized in the alchemy furnace. Is it really possible to mass-produce it?
Of course, the raw materials for potions are very difficult to obtain, but what about the materials that are very common in the game?Or, can the materials in reality be refined in the alchemy furnace?
Thinking of this, Han Qiu seemed to have seen a brand new road on a road that was about to come to an end.In the past two years, the super items he has obtained have completely changed his life. Don’t forget, these are all individual items. If the items can be mass-produced, just thinking about it will make people’s blood boil. Only four items can be used. Words to describe - the future is boundless!
"Dean, thank you so much!" Han Qiu stood up excitedly, holding the dean's hand tightly with both hands, his eyes full of gratitude.

Well, as expected, I still gave in, this is called Phoenix Wutong, please enter the urn.The dean nodded with a smile, thinking to himself: No matter how weird and unique you are, you still can't escape the trap of fame and fortune in the end.

"You're welcome, you can come to work tomorrow." The dean said to Han Qiu, "I'll say hello to the human resources staff and go through the entry procedures for you."

"Who said I'm going to work?" Han Qiu said goodbye in a hurry: "I won't tell you, I still have a lot of things to do, I don't have time to talk nonsense!"

"Hey... hello..." Looking helplessly at Han Qiu's retreating figure, the depression in the dean's heart can directly form a big question mark: What is going on?Does he really despise the hospital?God, this is the largest hospital in the country with the best treatment.

There must be something wrong with his head, right?
For this guy who doesn't play cards according to common sense, the dean who thinks he has seen countless people also feels powerless for the first time...

Well, let's wait and see and see how much you can achieve in the end!
After coming out of the dean's office, Han Qiu returned to the ward first, while Murong Wei was packing her things happily.As soon as he saw Han Qiu coming in, he suddenly rushed over and hugged Han Qiu directly, shocking Han Qiu.

It seems that after going through so many things, especially last night's falling red, Murong Wei, who has always been indifferent and noble, actually showed the demeanor of a little woman in front of Han Qiu.In her life, the big villain has carved a deep imprint, which can never be lingered.

"What's the rush? Let's leave the hospital tomorrow." Han Qiu said softly, feeling Murong Wei's warm body.

"No, I can't wait to be discharged from the hospital right away, I'm already in the hospital!" Murong Wei blushed slightly, and said falteringly: "But... I will never forget this ward..."

This ward, this hospital bed is where she bid farewell to the girl, and it has already taken root in the depths of her memory... Han Qiu thought to himself: When the matter has come to this point, he has to take responsibility on his shoulders.

"Mom is going to go through the discharge procedures, and I have gone one by one, and they will be back soon." With a flushed face, Murong Wei broke free from Han Qiu's arms: "Okay, I will continue to pack things, you can sit down wherever you want." Sit down, and when they come back, we will leave the hospital."

Han Qiu immediately picked up his laptop and continued to "clean up" in the game world...

Mass production, mass production!In Han Qiu's mind, these four big characters kept appearing!
What materials are easily available?Han Qiu naturally thought of silk thread.This is the most basic and broadest basic material in the game, and its practicality is very good. From a first-level newcomer to a full-level magician, everyone has more or less demand for silk thread. With the improvement of the level, the equipment that can be refined by the silk thread has changed.

Han Qiu opened the synthesis strategy of the alchemy furnace. Among the first-level synthesis products, he quickly found a practical thing that could be used in mass production: strings!
"A silk thread, a tendon, a ball of cotton, a synthetic string..." It seems that these materials are easily available!
I took the murder gang in the guild out to clean up for a while, and soon got a lot of silk thread. It can be seen that this thing is indeed a popular commodity, not valuable, so I grabbed a lot of it!

After getting what he wanted, Han Qiu hurriedly got off the assembly line, causing the animals in the trade union to wonder, "What happened to the warden today? He only killed a few people, so he went down? Is he having enough fun? "

"That's an awesome guy who has completed the legend of killing a thousand people. It's so cool! Which killings are usually the most durable for him?"

"It's really evil today. I saw that he exploded a lot of silk thread on those rookies. What does he use for such a worthless thing?"

"Hey, the warden is getting more and more incomprehensible. We need to have less contact with him in the future, so as not to be affected..."

"Tch, you kid just talks behind your back. Whenever the warden comes online, don't you just jump in and get in on it!"

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"Turn on the alchemy furnace...refining the strings...Refining time: 12 hours."

Han Qiu couldn't help but glance at Murong Wei with an evil look, wondering if there would be another Yin Yang Fire to increase the refining speed?But considering that Murong Wei has just recovered from a serious illness and is weak, she might as well endure it!Oh, how miserable...

"Weiwei, the formalities have been completed, you can go." Murong Wei's mother and Zhong Yi walked in with smiles on their faces.As soon as she saw Han Qiu, the admiration and satisfaction in the future mother-in-law's eyes was like a torrential flood that could not be stopped even if she wanted to. Han Qiu was even a little unaccustomed to seeing it.

"Big idiot, when are you still going to have surgery?" Zhong Yiyi looked at Han Qiu like a monster: "You can run again, play ball again, learn math well, and practice medicine... God Lah, are you the legendary compound talent?"

Han Qiu just wanted to say a few words of modesty, but a hearty laugh came from outside the door: "Junior Brother Han Qiu, you won't be able to escape this time, let's cooperate!"

Looking at the stunned expressions of several people in the room, Han Qiu thought to himself: Well, I can't be humble this time, and I have really become a compound talent.

(End of this chapter)