I don't want to be a doctor either.

After hearing the girl's explanation, the little boy and the iron-armed shrimp's eyes lit up and they understood.

"At such a young age, you can comprehend some of the characteristics of wave-type moves on your own. Such talent must be extremely strong, right?" Jing Yu asked.

"Yes, it is very high." The girl nodded decisively.

Hearing this, the iron-arm pistol shrimp suddenly became excited. It raised its big claws and pointed at the little boy, then pointed at itself, then turned its head away with an unhappy look.

The little boy's face instantly drooped. "Wow, Shrimp, I'm sorry. I thought dad was lying to me. I shouldn't have doubted your talent!"

The little boy hugged the iron-armed shrimp and started crying.

"hiahia! (Hmph!)" The iron-armed pistol shrimp remained unmoved.

"I'll use all my pocket money to buy you delicious food when I get back!"

"hiahia! (Hmph, keep your word!)"

The iron-armed pistol shrimp stretched out its big claws, and the little boy also stretched out his little finger, and the man and the elf made a pinky promise.

Then the man and the elf were smiling happily again, and the little awkwardness went away quickly as it came.

"Uh...haha." Jingyu and the girl looked at each other and laughed with relief.

Children are always outspoken. After this incident, they will trust each other more and their feelings will become deeper.

"Oh, right..." Jingyu suddenly realized something.

"Mr. Gym Master, didn't you notice the wave characteristics in the moves?" Jing Yu asked puzzledly.

"You can't tell. No matter how strong my dad is, he is still a human being. But you did remind me. I'll talk to my dad when I get home, and then the uncles and aunts will know."

"Uncle and aunt?"

"Ah, they are my father's elves."

Recognize the elves as uncles and aunts. Jingyu feels that the owner's family seems to like elves very much. They are all very interesting people. This makes him want to make friends with the owner even more.

Of course, if Jingyu knew the real reason why the descendants of the owner of the pavilion recognized the elves as their relatives, he would not find this matter interesting. This is a story for later.

"Well, go back and find out the reason. If it is really what I think, please let me know and I will prescribe some medicine for you. Then let the 'Iron Arm Pistol Shrimp' recuperate for a while. After that, we just need to formulate a new training plan and I think there will be no more problems."

"Yeah, I think your guess is almost right. Thank you, Dr. Jing, you are an amazing and smart doctor!" The girl bowed to Jing Yu with full conviction.

"Thank you, Dr. Jing! We were doubting your medical skills just now. We're sorry." The little boy also bowed with his iron-armed pistol shrimp and said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, haha."

After seeing off the owner's son, the smile on Jingyu's face disappeared. He sat back in his chair, stared blankly at the ceiling, and slowly closed his eyes, but the ceiling was still clearly visible.

Jingyu tried to relax his eyes, and after a long time, he focused again, and there was only darkness left.

When I opened my eyes again, the world returned to normal.

After trying it several times, Jingyu got used to the opening and closing of these eyes.

He basically confirmed the functions of these eyes, which are two points - perspective and magnification.

I really am like most of the time travelers in novels, and I have gained a cheating ability.

But Jingyu couldn't be happy.

This is too unbelievable. Think about what happened these days. As soon as I traveled through time, I inexplicably became an elf internist without any choice. Then, when I was worried about this career, I found a detailed medical note left by "Parallel Jingyu". This job as a doctor has stabilized.

Then, what happened today. On the surface, it seemed that when I was in trouble, a power suddenly appeared to solve the problem, but in fact it was far more than that.

You know, in this world, the biggest problem plaguing elven medicine is the inability to observe what's happening inside the elves' bodies.

Therefore, it is difficult to understand the cause of elves' illness, and it is impossible to know what the differences are between the bodies of living and dead elves. All research on the internal structure of elves can only be done through anatomy.

These eyes with the functions of perspective and magnification are tailor-made for elf medicine. For elf medicine, they are like a plug-in for dimensionality reduction attack.

Everything seemed to be done to help him advance further in elven medicine...

Indeed, this job would have been out of my reach in my previous life.

But since he came to this world, he couldn't just be a doctor for the rest of his life. He had things he really wanted to do!

I must not be bound to this stable job forever!

But what happened recently made Jingyu feel a little breathless, as if the life he traveled through this time had been completely arranged. This feeling of being at the mercy of others really made him feel a little breathless.

What if, just what if, I quit this job on the first day I came into this world?

Then the note and these eyes will be much less useful.

It’s not too late now, I’m quitting this job right now!

Jingyu hates a life that is manipulated by others!

Thinking of this, Jing Yuteng stood up suddenly, but soon slumped back into his chair weakly.

You can't be so impulsive. You can't lose this job until you have a better plan!

Jingyu sighed, hoping that he would have a choice in the future...

That afternoon, in a well-lit tea room, a thin man sat at the tea table, his eyes slightly closed, his expression relaxed and carefree. Then he slowly picked up a blue and white porcelain teacup, blew it for a while, and then...

Drink it all in one gulp.

"Dad, that's not how you drink it. You should take a sip and then say "tsk tsk" ("ahhh") with admiration. That way you appear elegant and have good taste," the woman standing nearby corrected him.

"Uh, really?" The thin man thought for a while and nodded: "Oh yes, that's what it seems to be on TV."

The woman was in no mood to chat with her father about his tea drinking behavior, so she asked anxiously, "Dad, do you think he's a little strange?"

Hearing this, the man put down his teacup, let out a long breath, and then nodded: "It's indeed strange."

"Could he be from the Black Emperor Cult?"

"No." The man said affirmatively, and then explained: "Yiyi, your sharpness deserves recognition, but you don't think enough. Think about it, if he is a Black Emperor believer, would he be so stupid as to expose himself?"

The woman named Yiyi fell silent upon hearing this, and seemed to be lost in thought.

"But, let's check it out. Even though it's unlikely, it's better to be cautious."

"Okay daddy!"