Love Healing Manual

Chapter 10: The Food is Key

"I already have a goal for now," Lin Ze said calmly.

He was unwilling to misinterpret the content of the "goodwill meeting" and was not so narcissistic as to believe that every woman who offered him a drink was willing to give him everything.

It concerns one's future and destiny.

The best choice is someone who can work together and share the burden of tasks within the group, and this person must have outstanding achievements and the determination to overcome obstacles.

Of course, only one person in the group can have absolute say.

The class monitor, Hiramomi Onoko, can be ruled out. The reason is simple: she is used to being superior and will definitely not submit to other people's orders, even if the orders are correct.

Tame... perhaps the word "persuade" would be more appropriate.

Persuading the other party also requires a certain amount of effort, which is a very troublesome thing.

"Well, I'm a little curious. Can you give me a sneak peek?" Yamazaki Yu was very interested.

"You'll find out soon enough," Lin Ze said calmly.

……

outside the classroom.

The ancient ginkgo trees are not yet ready to shed their leaves; most of the leaves are still slightly bluish. In another month, they will begin to turn golden yellow and then spread out in large swaths along the road.

The doctor in a white coat, leading the group, strolled along the road with another associate professor, heading towards the classroom.

“Section Chief Minamino, I never thought that after so many years, we would have the opportunity to work together again,” Associate Professor Fujita pushed up his thick glasses. His temples were gray and his voice was a little hoarse. “The last time we led a team together was probably before you got married.”

"At that time, there was no Tiger Woman in the house." Section Chief Nanye shook his head.

"Don't say that. Countless people envy you for marrying the 'popular girl' from the University of Tokyo's medical school; it's still a beautiful story even today."

"If I could go back to my youth, I would definitely tell my past self that this decision was a mistake that I deeply regret."

"If, as you say, we could relive our youth, who would still choose the path of no return—medicine?"

Minamino Yu paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile.

"yes……"

As the saying goes, "If you advise someone to study medicine, you'll be struck by lightning!"

That's absolutely true.

The world bestows a sacred and glorious light upon this profession, but the torment behind it and the dark side hidden beneath the glory are truly unbearable.

The two were talking.

We arrived at the classroom door.

"I'm about to lead another batch of interns down this path of no return."

“I’m actually looking forward to it. The ‘goodwill meeting’ should be over now. Didn’t Section Chief Minamino and his wife’s relationship also start with a ‘goodwill meeting’?” Associate Professor Fujita asked curiously.

"No, Misa gave the beverage bottle to someone else at the time, and I was the one who came later."

“I see… By the way,” Associate Professor Fujita said, as if remembering something, “the class we’re in charge of isn’t that simple.”

"How to say?"

"Professor Hishida's last student seems to be in this class."

"I remember now, it's that 'model student,' isn't it?"

"Professor Hishida is getting on in years, and this last disciple he has taken on should be considered his final disciple. Perhaps we should give him some special care."

"Oh? Is that really necessary?"

"Then everything will be handled according to Section Chief Minamino's wishes, after all, I'm just here to assist."

As they were talking, they pushed open the classroom door and stepped inside.

As an associate professor in the graduate school of medicine, Fujita's deliberate attempt to express goodwill to the professor was understandable, but not appreciated.

As an attending physician and department head at the University of Tokyo Hospital, every step of Yu Minamino's advancement was, without exaggeration, due to his own hard work. Coming from a poor family, he looked down on students who used connections to seek "special treatment."

So what if you're a model student?

Who wasn't a model student back then?
But even with such a background, it's still not enough to make the highly respected Professor Hishida Keito accept him as a disciple, right? He must be someone with an incredibly powerful background...

The second generation should just honestly go into business or politics!

asshole!

Why bother coming here to taint this pure land of medicine?

Even the most outstanding doctors cannot compare to political figures in terms of social status.

I really don't understand these people.

Although he had never met this "model student," Minamino Yu had already labeled him as a "second-generation rich kid." When others asked him to help them, he insisted on doing the opposite.

Let the righteous iron fist of a poor student who has studied hard and suddenly gained power taste!
Oh my god!

The classroom, which had been somewhat noisy, became completely quiet after the two teachers leading the group entered.

There were about thirty students.

Their gazes were both fixed on the two division commanders dressed in white coats.

Undeniably, Hiramika Onoko's management was remarkably effective, as evidenced by the momentary silence that fell over everyone.

In the classroom, one should not make noise that would bother teachers or elders; this is a basic quality of an excellent student.

Minamino Yu nodded in satisfaction.

He looked around at the group of students.

Those youthful, spirited faces—how young they are!

Even in school uniforms, the girls couldn't hide their youthful charm, while the boys were undoubtedly at the prime of their lives, the perfect age to be strong and capable.

"Which one is the class monitor?"

"Here!" Hiramomi Onoko leaped up like a dragon and roared.

"Good! Very energetic!" Minamino Isamu's eyes sharpened, and he asked seriously, "Is the 'goodwill meeting' over?"

"Reporting to the commander, the mission has been successfully completed."

"good."

Minamino Isamu looked over, listening to Associate Professor Fujita beside him sigh:

"It's so great. Every time I come to the classroom, I feel like I'm ten years younger."

One beverage bottle, two beverage bottles, one beverage bottle...

Minamino Isamu silently observed, looking at each of the boys' desks one by one.

After a while.

He couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.

The medical school has always had more girls than boys. With such a large number of students in the class, each boy can get at least 3 to 4 beverage bottles.

He received five beverage bottles at the "goodwill event".

Achievements can be checked.

Few can surpass it.

But what is the situation in this class?
Is it that the traditions of the past are no longer accepted by students of the new era... or have the new generation of male students lost the spirit of Japanese men?
Alas, each generation is worse than the last...

Suddenly, Nan Yeyong's gaze fell on Lin Ze's position, and he saw that his desk was piled with nearly 20 beverage bottles!
He was shocked.

"Monitor?"

"exist!"

"What's going on?" Minamino Isamu pointed to the desk and asked, "Why are the beverage bottles piled together? Have you already finished counting them?"

"No, teacher, that's Lin Ze's desk."

The two said.

Lin Ze, who was picking up his pen, peeked out from behind his desk and calmly looked at the podium. Nan Yeyong and Lin Ze locked eyes.

He was instantly jolted again.

An obvious advantage in appearance, that indifferent face, impeccable features...

This kid is ridiculously good-looking...

Minamino Isamu's first reaction was to mutter to himself.

"Ahem—" He coughed lightly twice.

Associate Professor Fujita, having grasped the situation in the class, nodded in realization. He had certainly heard of the name "Lin Ze," but had never met him.

Back then, not long after the new students enrolled, Professor Keito Hishida took them under his wing, which truly shocked a large number of people.

It should be noted that many children of noble families and students with powerful backgrounds want to become the professor's students, and they use a lot of connections to do so. Among the professor's previous students, apart from those with exceptional talent in pharmacology, there are quite a few with powerful connections. There are many precedents.

This is a delicate balance.

Otherwise, where would so much money come from to invest in pharmacological research?

They even donated a research institute specifically for the professor, equipped with the most advanced medical equipment available today.

On this point alone, everyone in the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Tokyo should thank Professor Hishida.

Naturally, he was using his reputation in the medical field to gild the image of certain "second-generation" individuals.

But when compared, it's not so bad.

Isn't life all about seeing through things but not saying them out loud?

However, to only concern oneself with these internal matters of the University of Tokyo's Faculty of Medicine would be to underestimate Professor Hishida.

From Associate Professor Fujita's personal perspective—he himself was not a "regular student" of the University of Tokyo, but was admitted from another institution, and was accepted into the medical school because of his outstanding research contributions.

However, he has been unable to integrate into the circle of the University of Tokyo's School of Medicine for many years, which has been very frustrating.

Medical students have many quirks, especially regarding their social circles and regionalism. Students graduating from the medical school at the University of Tokyo are often arrogant, frequently referring to graduates from other schools as "country bumpkins" in conversation, displaying a strong sense of superiority.

Outsiders like Associate Professor Fujita are naturally unwelcome.

But this did not diminish his admiration for Professor Hishida.

Even when Fujita was just a greenhorn, Professor Hishida already enjoyed a certain reputation internationally, and his name was widely known. In recent years, he has made new research achievements.

It was at the University of Tokyo's Faculty of Medicine Research Institute that, after countless experiments, they collaborated with Japan's Weiyi Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. to develop a "monoclonal antibody drug," which is the world's first drug proven to clear amyloid protein in the brain that causes Alzheimer's disease and slow the progression of the disease.

Last year, it won an international pharmacology award.

The professor, whose students included him, saw his gaze fall on Lin Ze and he nodded to himself.

He truly is a man of exceptional appearance.

After a brief moment of shock, Section Chief Minamino regained his composure, knowing he couldn't lose his composure.

"Now that the results of the 'Goodwill Meeting' are in, I'm sure you guys have already considered your choices for group members. Therefore, I must reiterate..."

He lowered his voice and said, "Group internships are not child's play. After the members are confirmed and reported to the University of Tokyo School of Medicine, the affiliated hospital will follow up. From now on, you will not just be classmates, but comrades-in-arms fighting together! All your performance during the internship—every assignment, every test, and even your attitude when facing patients—will affect your group's rating!"

Minamino Isamu's serious words made some students in the class breathe heavily.

Ultimately, none of them had any experience; they were all complete novices.

Having entered the medical school, no one can help but dream of becoming an attending physician one day, wearing a white coat and being respected wherever they go.

This is a sacred profession.

The already surging emotions only need a little push to become even more intense.

“Choosing a foolish companion is tantamount to ruining your future, and an arrogant attitude that belittles internships will destroy your entire life. I don’t think any of you want to go to the countryside, right? To spend your whole life in a small hospital, living a mediocre life, that kind of life,” Minamino Yu suddenly raised his cheek, his eyes sharp, and said, “has no meaning to exist!”

Associate Professor Fujita touched his nose and glanced at him sideways.

Although Lin Ze's breathing wasn't as rapid as others, he could definitely sense the emotion in Section Chief Nanye's words.

This is true for adults.

They wish they could crack open their heads and impart all their life experience to the younger generation they value.

They were afraid that the children would go astray.

The words may be harsh, but the principle is the same.

"Monitor."

"exist!"

Hiramika Onoko stood up straight.

It was only then that Minamino Yu noticed that she hadn't sat down at all.

Suddenly, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

"After distributing these internship regulations, we will begin selecting group members, with Associate Professor Fujita responsible for recording the list."

"Commander, what is the correct order of selection?"

"Of course, it's based on the scores from the last final exam. Your advisor should have mentioned that before, right?"

"clear."

Listen to the conversation between the two.

The boys immediately began to whisper among themselves.

"Oh no, I thought the counselor was just joking!" Otomo Shoji said urgently.

"Didn't you ask the senior about it before?" Yamazaki Yu was a little annoyed: "Didn't he say that we would be selected according to our enrollment number? The counselor was just trying to scare us."

"Who knew? That's just what he said. If I had known, I would have studied a few more days before finals..."

"Hey, Yamazaki Yu, what were your final grades?" another classmate asked, turning around.

"Overall score is B, and medical basics score is 67."

"I also got a B grade, but I got 70 points in medical basics."

"Then you choose before me."

In contrast, Lin Ze felt no tension at all.

With a sigh of relief.

He was also unfamiliar with the selection order of this group, although it was very important, but it seemed to have some new variations every year.

Information obtained from senior students is not always reliable, but in any case, the hard work during the final exams played a crucial role at this time.

His overall grade was A+, with 97 points in basic medical science.

Among the boys, he is undoubtedly number one.

“Then I’ll choose second.” Mizuno Taro was a little happy. After a moment, he suddenly nudged Lin Ze.

Lin Ze turned his face away.

"Zesang, can we make a deal?"

"You said."

“Can I not choose Yumi? I’m thinking…” Mizuno Taro paused, then said seriously, “If you can grant my request, I would be very grateful. Consider it a favor I owe you.”

“It’s okay. Youmei isn’t very competitive. Her grades are average, so I won’t choose her.”

"In this case!"

Lin Ze's words sounded strange, but Mizuno Taro was very happy. He sincerely said, "I'll treat you to dinner the week after next."

"Easy to say."

Great! Lin Ze disliked Youmei because she was a newbie, and he was the only competitor. This way, I'm sure I'll get the pick.

The food is very important, Yumi-san...

Taro Mizuno clenched his fist secretly, feeling very happy.

(End of this chapter)