Chapter 67: Introducing a Job

In addition to controlling the cancer cells, his vital energy also needed to be replenished. Cancer, after all, takes a toll on the body’s functions, and the medicine he had been taking for the past few days served this purpose.

Amanda Vance’s needling was swift. Before long, the old headmaster looked like a porcupine, covered in needles. Yet, he didn’t feel much discomfort; instead, he felt quite comfortable. His whole body relaxed, and a wave of drowsiness washed over him.

Seeing him blinking, Amanda Vance smiled and said, "You can sleep for a while. You’ll feel better when you wake up."

"Mmm," the old headmaster mumbled in response. He stopped fighting the drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep.

Amanda Vance twirled the golden needles, waiting until the time was right before removing them.

Seeing her come out, Felix Ford immediately jumped off the sofa and ran to her. "Mama."

"Mmm." Amanda Vance took his hand and led him toward the sofa. Noticing the headmaster’s wife’s tense expression, she said, "The cancer cells are under control."

Hearing this, the headmaster’s wife let out a sigh of relief.

Amanda then gave her a general outline of the follow-up treatment plan to put her mind at ease and give her a better understanding of what to expect.

After listening, the headmaster’s wife was a little surprised. "So, Megan, you’re saying he can be cured in a month? Then what did you mean before when you said it would take half a year?"

She was confused. She had been preparing for a long-term treatment. From what everyone knew, while traditional medicine was effective, it was also slow-acting. Even with Western medicine, treating stomach cancer would take more than a month, wouldn’t it?

’Is she really that fast?’

"Eradicating the cancer cells will only take a month, primarily using acupuncture supplemented by medicine. I said half a year before because, one, his body will need conditioning afterward, and two, I noticed the headmaster has other discomforts besides his stomach issues. This is a good opportunity to treat all of them at once."

This was also the difference between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

Western medicine treats the specific illness, whereas traditional Chinese medicine focuses more on conditioning the entire body.

The old headmaster was getting on in years, and he pushed himself very hard when he was younger, often at the expense of his health. Now that he’s older, all those ailments have flared up. They aren’t life-threatening like cancer, but they are tormenting.

The headmaster’s wife had a moment of realization, followed by a pleasant surprise. "Oh, that’s wonderful! Megan, thank you so much."

"Ma’am, you’re being too formal with me again."

The headmaster’s wife laughed heartily. "Alright, alright, I won’t be from now on. I’ll watch it. What would you two like to eat? I’ll go make it."

It was already eleven o’clock, time to prepare lunch.

Amanda Vance smiled and listed a few dishes. She had intended to go and help, but the headmaster’s wife shooed her out. "Go play with Jean for a bit. You must be exhausted after all that. Get some rest."

Left with no choice, Amanda Vance had to return to the sofa.

By the time lunch was ready, the old headmaster had just woken up. Although he had only slept for two hours, he felt he had slept better than he usually did all night.

"I wish you could give me a few needles every day, Megan. I haven’t slept this well in a long time," the old headmaster said, unable to help stretching lazily.

Amanda Vance smiled. "Once we’ve got you all conditioned, you’ll be able to sleep this well every day."

"That would be wonderful." The old headmaster pictured it and his smile grew even wider. Then, he remembered something else and said, "By the way, Megan, do you have a job right now?"

’Cecilia was managing July, and she was doing a great job. I wasn’t needed much, just had to draw some design sketches occasionally.’

’I was only busy a few times a year.’

After thinking for a moment, she shook her head.

’By most people’s standards of what a "job" is, I really don’t have one.’

The old headmaster, however, thought she was having trouble finding work and felt a pang of sympathy. "Well, here’s the thing. I saw an old friend a few days ago—the director of our Central Hospital. If you’re willing, you could go work there. With your skills, there definitely won’t be any problem."

The old headmaster’s way of thinking was a bit old-fashioned; he believed young people should have a stable job.

Central Hospital was the best top-tier hospital in Aethelburg, a place doctors were fighting tooth and nail to get into. Amanda Vance recalled that she seemed to have an invitation from Central Hospital in her email, but she had been busy with other things at the time and hadn’t paid it any mind.

Now that she was back in the country and would probably be staying for a while, going there wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Besides, it was a kind gesture from her teacher.

"Of course," she accepted with a nod. "Thank you, sir."

"Don’t mention it. With your skills, getting into any hospital would be a piece of cake."

He wasn’t just boasting. She could even cure cancer. He felt few people were more capable than her, at least in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

His face was filled with trust and pride, and Amanda Vance couldn’t help but smile. He reminded her of Granny Poll, always insisting her own melons were the best.

’So, I was finally getting a job recommendation from an elder.’

Amanda Vance lowered her head to eat the food the headmaster’s wife had placed on her plate, her eyes brimming with a smile.

Felix Ford glanced at her, his eyes darting thoughtfully. His words became even sweeter, coaxing nonstop laughter from the old headmaster and his wife.

When evening came, Amanda Vance finally left with Felix Ford, a letter of recommendation from the headmaster in her hand.

She didn’t really need it; Central Hospital had contacted her before, saying she was welcome to join anytime she wanted. Still, she wouldn’t refuse his kind gesture.

Her family ties in this life were thin. Her mother had passed away early, and her own father would sell her out for personal gain without a second thought. In her first twenty years, they were the only ones who had ever made her feel the warmth of family.

She cherished this affection from her elders.

’But if I start working, what about Jean?’

"I want to go with Mama." Sensing her thoughts, Felix Ford immediately hugged her leg and declared.

He was incredibly clingy, and Amanda Vance didn’t feel at ease leaving him at home. She could have let Hayden Grant watch him, but for some reason, he absolutely refused. He just had to be with her. She had no choice but to take him along.

Seeing her agree, Felix Ford finally smiled and promised, "Don’t worry, Mama. I’ll be good. I won’t cause any trouble."

"Mmm." She wasn’t worried about that. She just couldn’t figure out why he had become this way.

’So anxious and insecure.’

Her fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel as Amanda Vance gave him a thoughtful glance.

’Looks like I need to find out what happened at school.’

’This behavior is too abnormal.’

Arriving at the hospital, she took the letter of recommendation and headed for the director’s office.

Director Jacobs wore glasses and rarely smiled. He looked at her and asked, "You only studied traditional Chinese medicine for two years in university?"

Amanda Vance nodded. "Yes."

Director Jacobs’s brow furrowed instantly. The expression on his face was hard to describe, though he likely thought she was unreliable.

Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and extensive, requiring long periods of study and practice. This is why older practitioners are more valued; at the very least, the years of study they’ve put in make their claims of expertise convincing.

But her? Only two years. As for why she was expelled, the old headmaster had already explained it to him beforehand and had repeatedly assured him that she was definitely not that kind of person.

Director Jacobs had also been a student of the old headmaster—in fact, he was in the first class the headmaster taught after graduating. They had a deep bond, and he knew the headmaster’s character well, so he wasn’t too concerned about that matter.

’What he did care about was that the person the old headmaster held in such high esteem had actually only studied traditional Chinese medicine for two years. Could she really be capable?’

After a moment of hesitation, not daring to entrust patients to someone with only two years of academic experience, Director Jacobs said, "I’ll assign you to a doctor first. You can shadow him and learn for a while. Are you willing?"

’It was pretty much an intern position.’

Amanda Vance raised an eyebrow but didn’t say much. "Alright, I can do that."