Very soon, July Quinn arrived at The Shaw Family’s mansion.
After greeting everyone, July Quinn began acupuncture treatment for Shannon Yancey.
Her speed with the needles was swift, leaving the Shaw Family dumbfounded.
About half an hour later, the acupuncture was finished.
"Alright, there shouldn’t be any issues in the future."
July Quinn wiped the sweat from her forehead, picked up her bag, and prepared to leave.
"Divine Doctor, why don’t you have a cup of tea and rest for a bit? I have some matters I’d like to discuss with you."
Old Master Shaw motioned for Owen Shaw to bring over the freshly brewed hot tea.
Owen Shaw hurried over with the hot tea.
July Quinn took the hot tea and set it aside: "Shaw, just say what you need to. I have to rush back to the company for a meeting."
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Owen Shaw’s smile instantly faded when he heard July Quinn rushing to leave.
But after Old Master Shaw gave him a reassuring look, he spoke up.
"In recent years, Rosewell Hospital has also admitted quite a few patients with strange illnesses. Some haven’t found the cause yet and cannot be completely cured. And with your medical skills being so exceptional, if you could come to Rosewell Hospital to treat patients..."
But before Old Master Shaw could finish, July Quinn interrupted.
"This was already discussed last time with the Family Head at The Shaw Family, but I currently have work commitments and really can’t spare time to visit the hospital."
"No no, my meaning is different from Gavin’s. Gavin hopes you’ll visit the hospital for consultations, whereas I simply hope you become our hospital’s director. If occasionally you could spare some time to be there, help find causes for those quirky patients, allowing our doctors to prescribe correctly, that would be even better."
Of course, there’s another reason Old Master Shaw didn’t mention.
This being "stationed at the hospital," is mainly for his grandson to smoothly win the beauty over and gain an advantage.
As long as July Quinn agrees, each time she is stationed at the hospital, he will arrange for Owen Shaw to be there too.
Officially it’s to learn from the Divine Doctor, but in reality, it’s to increase their interaction.
A little back and forth, and of course, there’s emotion.
"As for compensation, you needn’t worry. As soon as you sign the director’s appointment certificate, I’ll immediately attribute ten percent of Rosewell Hospital shares to your name."
With the dual temptation of money and fame, Old Master Shaw believed it would be hard for anyone not to be moved.
But to his puzzlement, July Quinn remained unimpressed after listening.
"I really can’t find the time right now; Shaw, you’d better seek someone more capable."
Owen Shaw felt the whole world darken upon hearing this response.
At that moment, his phone rang.
The call was from the deputy general manager of a noodle company his father threw him into studying management at when he first started college.
"Researching new noodle flavors? Handle it yourselves; there’s no need to report everything to me."
The goddess rejected the family’s goodwill, which by rounding off, also equated to rejecting him.
Owen Shaw suddenly felt all his energy draining away, even his voice was weak.
Yet he didn’t expect when he just hung up, he’d face such a flawless, porcelain face, beautiful beyond words...
"July..." Owen Shaw felt his heart nearly leap up to his throat.
And the goddess, seemingly unaware her eyes could almost electrify him to death, eagerly asked: "Are you researching new noodle flavors? What flavors? Need taste testers?"