When the Doctor Uses A Hack

Once off the plane, Chen Cang heard the system notification sound:

[Ding! Challenge mission triggered, obtain the title of 'Best Medical Aesthetician of the Year' at the World Association of Plastic Surgeons Annual Conference and you will receive a substantial reward!]

Chen Cang's face immediately lit up with joy!

Full of confidence!

He felt that this trip would undoubtedly bring him a bountiful harvest.

According to the conference agenda, registration was tonight, meetings and academic exchanges were tomorrow, and the competition to select the annual best would be the day after, followed by a Monday outing with everyone to Seoul to sightsee, tour, and eat kimchi.

Chen Cang had no interest in the last day!

He was there to win an award, and then he planned to go home and spend time with Xiao Qin. What could be more delightful than Xiao Qin?

Nothing!

Even if there was, he would say there wasn't!

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In the hotel, Qin Xiang took Chen Cang to meet some of the directors and experts from their country who were attending the conference. There weren't many participants—just over a dozen. In fact, many people didn't really like participating.

They felt it was meaningless!

After all, the domestic medical aesthetics development was mediocre, mostly guerrilla forces with few regular armies, so the overall attention given to this field was average.

In the end, it came down to cultural differences.

The ones who attended either enjoyed the lively atmosphere or were genuinely invested in the field.

A group of people gathered and couldn't help but start chatting.

It was then that Chen Cang finally understood that the National Society of Plastic Surgery and the National Society of Dermatologic Surgery were two separate organizations!

The Society of Dermatologic Surgery was more specialized with many more industry heavyweights!

Whereas the Society of Plastic Surgery consisted of dermatologic bigwigs who joined out of interest, and even though it was established, it wasn't very high-level.

This conference was primarily focused on plastic surgery.

Chen Cang realized... he seemed to have not yet joined the Society of Dermatologic Surgery. Originally, Old Qin had fooled him into joining the Society of Plastic Surgeons.

If it weren't for overheard conversations, Chen Cang would still be clueless.

Chen Cang followed behind Qin Xiang, stayed quiet, and just listened.

As a newcomer, Chen Cang indeed wasn't the center of attention, but he did overhear a familiar name.

Pointing King—Wang Chen!

Wasn't that the name of the man who created Joey Wong's eyes for Xiao Tianhua?

Finally, when it came to discussing the participants of this year's competition, Cao Xuan gave the directors a brief introduction.

"This is my student, Hu Xiangwen. Little Hu has always been working in South Korea. He returned to our hospital this year and incidentally became one of my PhD students. Considering the competition was happening, I thought it'd be good to give him an opportunity, so I registered him," said Cao Xuan.

"Oh, and Director Qin, I'm rather sorry, but there's nothing to be done since we only had a limited number of spots and only a few expert judges who could recommend people."

Qin Xiang laughed, "No problem, no problem at all."

Cao Xuan chuckled, "It's only a few of you competing this year, so you must put in a good effort and win some honor for our domestic plastic surgery industry."

The young attendees nodded in agreement.

Qin Xiang couldn't hold back and said, "Director Cao, it's not just the three of them. Chen Cang is participating as well—I registered him."

Once Qin Xiang spoke, the other directors looked over.

"Old Qin, you're joining too? Aren't you a little too keen on the excitement?"

"It would have been fine for the young man alone to participate. Why are you joining in the fun? Besides, where did you even get an entry spot from?"

It was at this moment that everyone finally turned to look at the young, handsome fellow standing behind Qin Xiang, looking quite spirited.

They nodded in acknowledgment.

Just then, a knock on the door sounded.

Upon opening the door, they saw three or four foreign men standing at the threshold.

Curiously peering into the room, Pete Toby asked, "Excuse me for interrupting, is Chen Cang here?"

Chen Cang was taken aback for a moment, then got up and looked at Pete and the others outside the door, quickly excused himself to the directors, "Excuse me, teachers, I'm going to meet a friend. You all carry on."

After saying this, Chen Cang promptly got up and walked out.

Pete couldn't help but laugh, "Why aren't you taking my calls?"

Chen Cang smiled awkwardly, "The directors were all chatting, so I put my phone on silent, I'm really sorry."

Pete and the others laughed, "Chen, you really are a polite person. Luckily, the waiter told me you were all here chatting, or else I would've had to knock. I've come to help you with the registration for the competition."

Hearing Pete's words, Chen Cang couldn't help but apologize since his situation had forced Pete to come personally.

Pete took Chen Cang to register the information needed for the competition. With Pete assisting, the whole process went smoothly. There were no obstacles and even some red tape was avoided.

Chen Cang had already prepared his materials in advance.

Soon they completed the registration for the competition, and, by the way, also took care of Director Qin's registration.

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At this moment, Chen Cang also realized Pete's influence.

From the conversation in the room earlier, he learned that each reviewer had only one vote and one candidate to recommend.

However, as the Deputy Group Leader, Pete had no limit on recommending candidates, and he alone had 10 votes!

This meant that, in the final selection for the Best Plastic Surgeon of the Year, Pete alone was equivalent to ten people!

Considering there were fewer than fifty reviewers in total, Pete's power was evident.

But, besides Pete, there were also three other Deputy Group Leaders and one Group Leader.

After finishing his business, Pete smiled and said, "Tomorrow's meeting is very important; don't miss it. There will be many advanced technical presentations—it's the highlight of the annual conference. Get there early; I've arranged front-row seats for you. Listen carefully; you'll gain a lot."

Chen Cang nodded in thanks, made small talk with Pete and a few others, and then hurried back to his room.

After Chen Cang's departure, the room fell silent!

A director curiously asked, "That person just now... why does he look so familiar?"

The others rolled their eyes!

How could he not be familiar?

This is Pete!

Cao Xuan said with a blush, "Pete, Pete Toby, the founder of the American CIS Cosmetic Surgery Organization."

The crowd suddenly understood.

No wonder he looked familiar—he is a former Best Plastic Surgeon of the Year and one of the organizers of this conference.

But...

How is Pete friends with Chen Cang?

With this thought, everyone looked suspiciously at Qin Xiang.

He was the only one who was familiar with Chen Cang here.

Cao Xuan was somewhat embarrassed.

After all, he had taken the initiative to try to meet Pete, but was ignored. And now... a junior of his own group actually had Pete knocking on his door.

This made Cao Xuan feel quite embarrassed.

Seeing Cao Xuan's expression, Qin Xiang considered his feelings and did not say much, just commented, "They are old acquaintances."

But regardless of Cao Xuan's expression, the others were still full of curiosity.

Were they really old acquaintances?

Moreover, Cao Xuan felt awkward because Qin Xiang had asked him to recommend Chen Cang for the competition, which he hadn't done.

And now, there was Chen Cang, participating through Pete.

Wasn't this a slap in the face?

With these thoughts, Cao Xuan became unhappy, sat for a while, then stood up and returned to his room. Hu Xiangwen followed his teacher and left as well.

The others couldn't be bothered with him.

After all, even if you are the president, what can you really do? This is just an academic organization, not a company, and just being a higher rank doesn't matter.

What intrigued everyone even more was that Qin Xiang was also competing?

They all began gossiping.

After Chen Cang returned, he handed over the participant badge to Qin Xiang.

Everyone looked on with envy.

"Old Qin, this isn't right of you. You should have introduced us to Chen Cang earlier so we could also participate in the competition. If we had won, we could've had another domestic expert reviewer and Deputy Group Leader, able to recommend so many people!"

Another director was also curious as he looked at Chen Cang, "Xiao Chen, aren't you from the National Society of Dermatologic Surgeons? It seems I've never seen you before."

Qin Xiang was now extremely pleased.

After all, when he had requested for a quota, no one had given him one.

But just now, Pete gave him so much respect.

Came knocking on his door personally.

Unable to contain himself, Qin Xiang said, "Xiao Chen has also just joined the Plastic Surgery Association, but he has good talent, so I wanted to bring him along to see. As for Dermatology, he'll join that when we get back!"

The crowd all laughed.

Soon, everyone dispersed, preparing for tomorrow's meeting.

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ps: Thank you "心中有佛怕你" for the 10,000 reward.

The competition starts in the afternoon.

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