The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 636 - 541 Ying Zijin: My People Have Arrived [Additional Chapter for Monthly Tickets]

Chapter 636: 541 Ying Zijin: My People Have Arrived [Additional Chapter for Monthly Tickets]

In addition, there were two other ancient medicine practitioners of the same renown, both extraordinarily skilled.

One was Meng Qingxue of the Meng Family, twenty-four years old this year.

The other was Foo Chen of the Foo Family, twenty-six years old this year.

These geniuses of the ancient medical field all surpassed twenty years of age and had been immersed in the influence of Ancient Medicine Families since childhood.

Vice Dean Xu naturally recognized Ying Zijin and knew she was the foster daughter of Wen Fengmian, having lived with him in a poverty-stricken county all this time.

She probably hadn’t even set foot in the ancient medical field, how could she treat anyone?

"Xiao Xu, this is Miss Ying I told you about." The elder’s attitude toward Ying Zijin was also very respectful, "She can cure your wife."

Vice Dean Xu couldn’t help but smile bitterly, "Elder, aren’t you joking with me? If you were to invite someone, at least invite an old-timer."

"Joking with you? Where is the joke?" The elder glared, growing angry, "I said that Miss Ying’s medical skills are not inferior to those of the ancient medical field doctors."

"Vice Dean Xu, you can go inside and have a look first." Wen Fengmian spoke up, "Yaoyao is young, I understand your concern."

Vice Dean Xu nodded, hurriedly saying, "Miss Ying, I don’t have anything against you, it’s just—"

"I understand," Ying Zijin said, unbothered, "Let’s go inside first."

Her youth was indeed misleading.

This was also good, it could save her a lot of trouble.

The Ji Family’s Research Institute was very wealthy, or else it wouldn’t possess so many experimental devices.

To get her dad to reimburse her for the medicine purchases, she had to make sure he inherited the position.

The group entered.

Madam Xu had just gone through a bout of angina and had taken medicine to sleep.

Ying Zijin pressed Madam Xu’s pulse, sending a faint part of her Inner Strength into her.

A moment later, she spoke up, "She has pain at three times, from eight to nine in the morning, three to four in the afternoon, and ten to eleven at night."

"Sometimes at two o’clock at night, she wakes up vomiting blood."

Vice Dean Xu’s body swayed, hardly able to believe, "Miss Ying, you’re amazing!"

He now fully believed her.

"It’s not a serious illness," Ying Zijin took out a Pill that she had previously refined in the Ancient Medicine field, "Take it in three doses."

Vice Dean Xu took the medicine box, handling it with care, "Can I feed it to her now?"

"Hmm." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "It will wake her up."

Vice Dean Xu heard this, immediately picked up the prepared hot water, and fed the first Pill to Madam Xu.

Not even a minute passed before Madam Xu slowly came to.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the girl who was still taking her pulse sitting beside the bed and was totally taken aback, "Old Xu, I think I see an angel."

Vice Dean Xu: "..."

His wife hadn’t gone mad, had she?

"There shouldn’t be other significant issues," Ying Zijin said, "Rest for a few days."

"Miss Ying, thank you so much," expressed Vice Dean Xu repeatedly, "The researchers under my jurisdiction and the other two vice deans will definitely vote for Fengmian, but—"

He frowned, "Yan Ruoxue is really no simple matter. I reckon it might come to a tie in the end."

"No problem," Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow, "See you on Friday."

**

Yan Ruoxue waited several days but didn’t get a reply from Vice Dean Xu, understandably growing impatient.

However, Madam Xu’s illness could indeed only be treated by an ancient medicine practitioner.

Yan Ruoxue was really not afraid of Vice Dean Xu reneging.

There were a total of 2279 official researchers in the Ji Family’s Research Institute, with seven vice deans.

Each vice dean’s vote counts as ten regular researchers’ votes.

The final voting was held in the Inner Court. Other than the candidates for inheritance, only the dean and vice deans were present.

The researchers were outside, casting their votes using machines, with the results later tallied up.

Only a Guard Captain was sent over from the Ji Family Main House.

The Guard Captain didn’t understand these matters and was only responsible for overseeing the proceedings.

Ying Zijin followed Wen Fengmian and sat to the right, glancing at the time, she decided to rest for a while.

A "smack" sounded as a notebook was slapped onto the table.

"Knowing that Anhe and I were expelled from Imperial Capital University, you must be quite pleased, aren’t you?" Yan Ruoxue sat down opposite her, sneering coldly, "I really hope you can still be so pleased later."

The first thing she’d do once she secured her position as the successor would be to cast out those she found disagreeable from the Ji Family.

Ying Zijin lifted her eyes briefly, ignored her, then turned to Wen Fengmian, "Dad, do we have any earplugs?"

Wen Fengmian rubbed his temples, resigned, "We don’t, Yaoyao, do you want to go back and sleep?"

Ying Zijin was silent.

She asked Fu Yunshen for earplugs out of habit.

Never mind.

Ying Zijin leaned back in her chair, resting with her eyes closed.

Soon, everyone had arrived, and the dean took the head seat, "All rules have been announced already, so let’s not dwell on them further and start the voting, Vice Dean Liu, we’ll begin with your division."

Each vice dean managed a different area.

After several vice deans cast their votes, the researchers under their supervision followed suit.

The big screen soon displayed the vote counts.

No.1: Yan Ruoxue, 789 votes

No.2: Wen Fengmian, 569 votes

More than two hundred votes short, the distance is indeed significant.

The other four heir candidates don’t have much competitive strength.

Yan Ruoxue sneered lightly.

Having schemed for so many years within the Ji Family, of course she could sway more hearts.

Did Wen Fengmian, who had just returned, really think he could compete with her?

"Vice Dean Xu." The dean raised his hand to signal, "It’s your turn."

Yan Ruoxue smiled, "Vice Dean Xu chose me, I definitely don’t need to vote anymore."

As long as she had more than a thousand votes, she would win an absolute victory.

The other vice deans and heirs who had chosen Wen Fengmian looked at each other and frowned slightly.

Vice Dean Xu glanced at Yan Ruoxue, hesitated for a moment, and then made his choice.

The vote count changed once again.

No.1: Wen Fengmian, 892 votes

No.2: Yan Ruoxue, 858 votes

This reversal gradually solidified Yan Ruoxue’s smile.

"Vice Dean Xu!" Her gaze turned frosty as she scoffed, "So, you don’t care about your wife’s life anymore?"

How dare he deceive her?!

"Professor Yan takes undue concern," replied Vice Dean Xu coldly, "My wife is already cured. Naturally, I won’t be threatened by you. My vote is my own willing choice."

Yan Ruoxue’s expression changed, "Cured? Are you playing me?"

How could her ailment be treated other than by Ancient Medicine?

Suddenly, she remembered something she had put out of her mind—

Ji Yiyuan had told her that Ji Yihang received an invitation to that auction, and it was for a box seat.

But she had never seen Ji Yihang or his people interacting with any Ancient Medicine practitioner.

Who was it?

"Professor Yan, please mind your manners," the dean intervened, "It’s your turn last, Vice Dean Li."

Vice Dean Li nodded and also made his decision.

The votes changed for the last time.

NO.1: Wen Fengmian, 984

NO.1: Yan Ruoxue, 984

It ended in a tie, as expected.

The crowd murmured amongst themselves.

"These are the Merit Points of Professor Wen and Professor Yan," said the dean, who wasn’t surprised as he brought up a document pointing to the big screen, "Professor Wen’s Merit Points are definitely higher than Professor Yan’s."

"In the last month, Professor Wen also published several papers that made it into scientific journals, not losing to Professor Yan in this aspect."

"According to the rules, in the event of a tie, it should be Professor Wen—"

He was interrupted by a knock at the door before he could finish.

The stress that Yan Ruoxue was holding on to eased a bit as she laughed again, "Dean, go open the door. It’s someone sent by Professor Manuel."

The dean’s expression became solemn, and he immediately had someone open the door.

A man in a suit entered, carrying a briefcase, looking travel-worn.

"Greetings, everyone." The man smiled courteously, "I am Duke Taylor, one of the heads of the laboratory where Professor Manuel works."

The dean quickly stood up, "Mr. Duke, hello, hello. Your presence at the Ji Family is an honor."

Manuel’s laboratory, funded jointly by the Taylor and Pazzi Families, is world-renowned.

Everyone in the scientific community knows it.

"We knew the Ji Family was selecting an heir today, and we specially came to support Miss Yan." Duke took out several documents from his briefcase, "These are the generous conditions offered by our laboratory, as long as Miss Yan becomes the heir to the Ji Family, all these can be achieved."

The dean took them and projected the documents onto the big screen.

At the same time, the researchers voting outside could also see it.

Everyone couldn’t help but gasp.

The conditions were clearly stated on the document, offering the Ji Family a lot of experimental materials, including some that are so rare there are no purchasing channels available internationally.

Even more, Ji Family researchers would be given the opportunity to enter Manuel’s Laboratory.

"Please consider this carefully," Duke smiled again, "We will only cooperate with Miss Yan. The Ji Family will still bear the Ji name, and we guarantee that the position of the Ji Family in the scientific community will surely be elevated further."

The atmosphere sank into somberness.

Many were swayed.

Ever since Duke appeared, Yan Ruoxue just laughed, extremely scornful, "See? Even if Wen Fengmian’s Merit Points surpass mine, the position of the Ji Family’s heir will still be mine."

She had already made arrangements with the continent of O.

With such conditions, aimed at the development of the Ji Family, the Ji Family’s executives wouldn’t refuse.

Of course, if Vice Dean Xu had been on her side, she wouldn’t have had Duke come over.

The dean gathered the vice deans’ suggestions and finally nodded, beginning to say, "Then it will be Yan—"

At that moment, the door was knocked on once more, interrupting the dean’s words.

Everyone in the conference hall was startled.

What was happening today?

Ying Zijin, who had been resting with her eyes half-closed, opened her eyes and slowly stretched, "Hold on, my person has also arrived."