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Chapter 123. The Medical Minister is Eight and a Half Years Old

As the fourth child of the Song family head, Song Jingjun was greeted with his father's disappointed gaze immediately after his birth.

As a male descendant, he did not inherit the full healing power.

This also means that his father is about to lose the favor of the Song family head and become one of her many male favorites instead of the empress.

However, unlike his three older brothers, Song Jingjun awakened nearly four-fifths of his healing abilities, making him the most powerful healing support talent among the four male descendants.

Unable to obtain a daughter to inherit his bloodline, and with the alliance in dire need of new generation healing support talents, the Song family head had no choice but to vigorously cultivate Song Jingjun, elevating him to the position of head of the medical department at the Dawn Base.

Despite becoming the head of the medical department and receiving strong support from his family, Song Jingjun has always maintained a sense of crisis.

This sense of crisis stems from the fact that there have always been men trying to get into the Song family head's bed, and that the supernatural world has special contamination tools that can be used to conceive children outside the body for a fee. If these men were to get a daughter, they would gain the Song family's immense wealth.

Although Song Jingjun was young, he could tell from the Song family head's ambiguous attitude that the day the Song family's crown princess came into the world and uttered her first cry would be the day he became the Song family's illegitimate son and faded into obscurity.

He couldn't interfere with the male concubines that the Song family head wanted to take in, but as for those men who wanted to use tricks to get into the Song family head's bed—young Song Jingjun had already learned a lot of tricks from his father and had plenty of ways to deal with them.

The reason he was an hour late after receiving a notification from Deputy Director Xue of the Personnel Department was because he was on his way to confront his father's mistress when he received the notification.

Having just dealt with the man who tried to drug her and climb into her master bed, Song Jingjun hadn't even left the residential area when she saw the personnel department's notice, forcing her to rush back to the personnel hall.

His feet were practically sparking from the effort, but he arrived at the scene in just one hour.

"I didn't expect that Minister Song's background was so complicated... and his daily life is also very colorful."

After listening to Yin Ju's revelation about Song Jingjun, Jiang Jian thought for a moment and summarized concisely.

She had never heard of such a thing in ordinary society before, and found it quite novel when she first heard about it.

"So, no baby girls have been born in the Song family yet?"

Jiang Jianxin asked.

"Yes, the head of the Song family is getting old and no longer has the same strong desire to take male concubines. Song Jingjun is obedient and sensible in front of the head of the family, and he is also very guarded in front of outsiders—currently, his position as the crown prince of the Song family is still relatively stable."

Yin Ju said.

“You can treat Song Jingjun as a peer. That kid is very smart and capable. After all, he is a noble young master from a prominent family. He has been involved in the power struggles within the family since birth. Eight years of experience in these struggles is enough for him to grow.”

Jiang Jianxin's mouth twitched.

Since entering the realm of talents, she has encountered more and more new things.

She had only ever glimpsed the aristocratic young masters from novels when she was a college student, but now she had actually met one.

—Good news, the young master is her subordinate.

—The bad news is that the young master is eight and a half years old this year. He spends his days sucking on lollipops, riding a bicycle to fight off mistresses, and striving every day to solidify his status as the crown prince.

Jiang Jianxin doubted Song Jingjun's availability. She felt that even as a minister, the boy couldn't really spare much time to patrol the hospital.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Jianxin bid farewell to Yin Ju, leaving Elder Yin sitting anxiously in the United Front Work Department hall, waiting for his good brother who was as stubborn as a tortoise.

No matter how colorful Minister Song Jingjun's daily life may be, he is indeed reliable in his work.

At 7 p.m., Jiang Jianxin received the message from him. After putting on the new elder's uniform sent by the personnel department, he rushed to the hospital and witnessed the shocking scene of a hundred people welcoming him.

At this moment, surrounded by the respectful gazes of the crowd, Jiang Jianxin sighed and looked at Song Jingjun, who was sucking on a lollipop, and said: "Minister Song, stop eating and introduce your core areas to me in order."

Minister Milk Bun blushed and awkwardly said:

"This is an ice cream lollipop. It'll melt if I don't eat it soon, and this is the only one I have left..."

Jiang Jianxin noticed the child's hesitation and reluctance. It wasn't easy for an eight-and-a-half-year-old to start working and have to deal with her, a twenty-three-year-old boss. She didn't press the matter further, simply waving her hand and saying:
"Then you can keep eating, as long as it doesn't interfere with the introduction. Come on, show me around the hospital."

Song Jingjun pushed off on his children's scooter and came in front of Jiang Jianxin, saying in a childish voice:
“Alright Elder Jiang, let me show you the Alliance Hospital’s intelligent central control system first.”

"What is the purpose of this intelligent central control system?"

Jiang Jianxin followed Song Jingjun, asking questions as they walked.

"We mainly use it to allocate wards and equipment, store patient data, organize patient information, and so on."

Song Jingjun explained.

He and Jiang Jianxin walked in front, followed by a large group of doctors and nurses, like a slowly flowing river.

This was the first time Jiang Jianxin had ever experienced such a scene in his life; he never expected that he would be the main character who came to inspect the place.

Minister Naibao led her to a large white electronic gate.

"This is the hospital's intelligent central control room. I'll enter your information first, so you can come anytime you like to visit in the future."

Jiang Jianxin nodded, watching as Song Jingjun strained to reach the monitor on the wall next to the door, then pressed a series of buttons on it, after which the monitor emitted an electronic sound:

"Buzz—Entering facial information."

Jiang Jianxin felt a cool light sweep across his face, as gentle as a feather brushing against him.

"Entry successful!"

The monitor displayed a green light.

The electronic door in front of me slowly opened, and the white light spilling out from the crack was mixed with the strong smell of disinfectant.

Song Jingjun stood on his small cart next to Jiang Jianxin and introduced her:
"Recently, at the request of the headquarters, we have introduced a super artificial intelligence developed by Dream Pavilion as the highest administrator into the hospital's intelligent central control system to classify and allocate information..."

Directly opposite the main entrance is a two-meter-high full-screen display. As the door is slowly opened, the lights in the control room automatically turn on, and tens of thousands of nano-pixels awaken on the giant screen, like a vertically spread liquid starry sky.

Jiang Jianxin stared wide-eyed at the screen, looking somewhat surprised.

A familiar, deep voice sounded in my ear:

"Hello, Elder Jiang Jianxin, I am the super artificial intelligence 'Ayu'. Your permissions have been confirmed. I am happy to serve you."

A super artificial intelligence, with long silver hair and wearing a yellow raincoat, appeared on the gradually awakening screen.

He only showed his upper body, his soft, long hair hanging down his back, the simple fish drawing on his raincoat shining brightly, and his clear blue eyes filled with a clear smile.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

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