Jianghan Hospital, a national key tertiary hospital, unfortunately, only has three intern positions available each year. Medical students from the university are fiercely competing for these internship opportunities, leaving them worn out by the struggle.

Zhou Yuan is one of these students. However, he appears to be troubled by something at this moment.

"Thank goodness I escaped quickly, or I would have been caught by that annoying old woman again..."

Coming from a traditional Chinese medicine family, Zhou Yuan has good connections with several prestigious families. He is currently a senior student at the Jianghan University's Traditional Chinese Medicine Department in Jianghan city.

During his university period, he wanted to have deeper interaction with the campus belles, but unexpectedly, his family arranged a fiancée for him.

What's even more annoying is that the fiancée is a wealthy woman, who is also the CEO of Jasmine Aroma Group, with a net worth of several billion. He wanted to call off the engagement, but she vehemently disagreed, claiming it to be a case of 'female adds three years to hold a gold brick'.

Smack, smack!

Another mosquito was caught! Is that the fifth one already?

"I'm not a flame, and you're not moth. Why are you so fixated on me?"

Zhou Yuan has already used up a whole bottle of Medilan floral water, and he is somewhat irritated, strolling back and forth impatiently in the hospital corridor.

Interns are always supervised by the hospital's lead physician. He's here just waiting for that old guy to arrive!

Buzz, buzz!

Here comes another mosquito!

What's more infuriating is that it seems to be teasing Zhou Yuan, circling around him.

"Even though physicians are expected to have a heart like a parent, I'll play the role of the king of Hell today. I swear I'll squash you."

Zhou Yuan kept shaking his head, finally catching its flying trajectory, and slapped it directly with both hands.

"Ding: Congratulations on becoming the successor of Medical Classics. You will undertake the historical mission of promoting traditional Chinese medicine. The Medical Classics database is..."

Smack!

"You little thing, didn't die with one smack, will two do the trick?"

Zhou Yang clapped his hands and went to the bathroom to wipe the blood on his palm.

"Wasn't there something about being the successor of Medical Classics just now...? I must have misheard because of the mosquito."

Zhou Yuan chuckled at himself, planning to wash away the squashed mosquito with water, but suddenly a flash of silver light burst forth.

Before Zhou Yuan could react, the silver light darted into his mind.

"Congratulations on becoming the successor of Medical Classics. You were originally tasked with promoting traditional Chinese medicine's historical mission... until you bloody killed me."

Zhou Yuan trembled all over in fright. Did he just kill a mosquito with an enlightened spirit? Otherwise, how could a voice emerge from my mind! Was that earlier voice from the Medical Classics genuine?

As a seasoned novel fan, how could Zhou Yuan not know, this mosquito might have been his golden finger given by heaven. But it seems he killed it with two slaps!

That's awkward!

"Are you upset? Regretful? Don't worry, that was just the carrier for this spirit artifact."

Just as he was puzzled, a crisp, somewhat arrogant voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"As long as you're alive... that's great... are you powerful? Can you give me something valuable?"

Zhou Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, glad that his golden finger had not been lost.

The previously calm and arrogant tone of the Weapon Spirit seemed to be activated all of a sudden by Zhou Yuan's words.

"All of these were good things, but you slap killed the carrier leading to a transmission failure..."

The more the Weapon Spirit thought about it, the more frustrated it became. It wasn't easy to find an inheritor in the first place, let alone having one destroy it.

Zhou Yuan curled his lip. So, he had become a useless waste in its eyes? What's the point in wasting time then! And why couldn't it choose something else as the carrier? Swords, clubs, human beasts, demons... out of everything, it chose a mosquito, wasn't it asking for death?!

"Hey, why aren't you speaking?"

The Weapon Spirit was waiting for this kid to beg it, to acknowledge it as his Master. But it seemed like things didn't go as planned, Zhou Yuan didn't bother dealing with it and even thought about shutting his consciousness off.

"A useless Spirit artifact, why am I wasting my time!"

As Zhou Yuan lashed out with a contemptuous tone, the Weapon Spirit became infuriated, "Useless? You ignorant mortal, back in the day I was the strongest in the three realms, revered as the Venerable Miniature Artifact by countless powerful beings, out of billions, I was the one standing above all. Do you know that?"

"Miniature... You're ridiculous!"

Zhou Yuan was totally fed up, not only was this artifact useless, it was also idiotic.

Seeing that Zhou Yuan was not only not intimidated by his grand title, but was also about to shut his consciousness off, the Weapon Spirit hurriedly responded.

"You can inherit the Medical Sutras, with my help, you can become renowned throughout the world."

Zhou Yuan smirked.

"You could become the richest man in the world."

Zhou Yuan sneered.

"You can build a massive harem."

Zhou Yuan's eyes lit up, but thinking of the tigress at home, he cooled down immediately.

"I can help you make money at any time, show off real-time, and pick up girls non-stop... Drop it if you don't want to."

Zhou Yuan suddenly felt life was full of color, "Bring it on, bro!"

The spirit of the device snorted disdainfully, what a stupid earthling! Once merged, he still has to listen to me.

"Ding: Chinese Medicine Database transmitting... Heritage completed."

"The host needs to spread Chinese medicine worldwide, to become world's top doctor, otherwise, your reproductive organ will be abolished."

Zhou Yuan was a bit displeased upon hearing this. Wasn't it just said to assist me after recognizing the master? Why is there a punishment now?

"Brother Xiaoqi, don't scare me with your words! Aren't we both devices... Why the rush to fight!"

The spirit of the device felt insulted, disdainfully said, "I, the lord, am the overlord among devices. You are not worthy of being a device, your soft little thing is only a few centimeters."

What the hell!

Zhou Yuan was infuriated all of a sudden. How could this shameless guy take a sneak peak... I'll tolerate it for now, isn't there always something good after merging in the novels?

"Brother Xiaoqi, could you introduce the golden finger to me?"

Zhou Yuan wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but he vaguely sensed that the silver glow of the spirit in his Sea of Knowledge was gradually dimming.

"The Medical Classic was created by the Ghost Valley Taoist Immortal, divided into three parts: Medicine, Physiognomy, and Art."

"Medicine is the method of healing, divided into several chapters on herbal medicine, alchemy, and acupuncture;"

"Physiognomy is a method of fortune-telling, divided into sections of reading faces, destiny, life, and heavens;"

"Art is the method of destiny, useful for divining one's fate, cultivating to become immortal, and observing the astral constellations."

"Considering your weak physique, I, as a humble tool, adhere to the principle of impartiality and prefer to forget others' faults, have used my true qi to reshape your physique. However, I will go into a dormant period afterwards, so take care of yourself."

Zhou Yuan was a bit stunned to hear this. Is this really the soul of my familiar tool? Could it have any ulterior motives?

"Are you doubting me?" The spirit's cold voice sounded.

"How do you know?"

Zhou Yuan was taken aback. Can it know everything I'm thinking? That's scary!

"Because you are an open book, all your thoughts are on your face."

"......"

Seeing the time was about right, the spirit suddenly emitted several beams of spiritual light, penetrating Zhou Yuan's entire body.

Zhou Yuan only felt streams of warmth washing through his meridians, blood vessels, and even every organ, feeling incredibly comfortable all over.

Five minutes later.

"Physique transformation completed. The Medical Classic is the supreme secret tome, I hope the host won't defile..."

Zhou Yuan was still waiting for what comes next, only to suddenly find the spirit of the Medical Classic plunging into sleep, leaving only a pigeon egg-sized light sphere in his sea of consciousness.

Damn it!

This system is really unexperienced, the right word is "defile", not "commit adultery"!