Caleb was a little stunned by her response. He didn’t think that he had said anything out of line. Scarlett grabbed his phone and typed out a message that read, “I would like to work in your hospital’s traditional medicine department.” In her past life, she had helped Josiah immensely with her acupuncture skills. However, he hadn’t shown her even a sliver of gratitude and had even stolen her kidney with his own two hands. In this life, she wanted to see if he was still capable of surpassing Gaztrict-Johnson Hospital without her help. Not only was she not going to help him, but she was going to join his rival hospital. She wasn’t going to let Josiah off the hook that easily. She had carried her vengeance from her past life when she regressed, and she was going to exact her revenge on him in this life! Caleb had to temper his bubbling excitement after reading her message. His hospital was at the top of the medical field when it came to all specialties except for traditional medicine. There were several reasons for this, one of them being how people these days did not believe in the effectiveness of traditional medicine. Only the elderly folks were interested in it. However, they would only turn to traditional medicine when they needed to take care of and maintain the condition of their bodies, or if they wanted a massage, or if they needed physical therapy. There were plenty of health centers that offered similar and better services compared to his hospital. Thus, the traditional medicine department in his hospital had a rather grim future, since the physicians who were truly skilled had been poached away by those health centers. It was like a dream come true for Caleb to hear that Scarlett wanted to join his hospital—in the traditional medicine department, no less! She was practically a genius in this field! His spirits were at an all-time high when he typed out his reply. “I’ll offer you the position of senior physician if you join our traditional medicine department.” Scarlett arched an eyebrow, surprised by his response. “I don’t have a medical resumé. Aren’t you afraid that I’ll ruin the reputation of your hospital if you hire me as a senior physician?” “You must be joking. You’re Mr. Becker’s apprentice! Him passing down this acupuncture tool kit to you is the best medical resumé you can possibly have.” “I had no idea you thought of traditional medicine so highly. I always assumed that modern medicine geniuses such as yourself would look down upon traditional medicine.” “You shouldn’t generalize. I have huge respect for traditional medicine. Others might not be aware of how effective traditional medicine can be, but I’ve seen with my own eyes how Mr. Becker saved someone from the brink of death. Even with the skills I have now, I cannot guarantee that I can do the same. “Although traditional medicine isn’t very popular now, it doesn’t take away from its effectiveness. Ms. Quinn, I have high hopes for you!” was Caleb’s enthusiastic response. “Thank you,” Scarlett replied. “Once I’m done with my SATs, I’ll intern in the traditional medicine department. ” Worried that Scarlett would slip through his fingers, Caleb quickly replied, “No need. I’ll give you a position right now. Besides, you still need to treat Mr. Stroud, so we’ll consider that as you working for my hospital.” Scarlett pondered his suggestion for a moment. Finding no fault with his reasoning, she agreed without much hesitation. His suggestion benefited her. Not only would she be able to skip the application and internship process, but she would also be able to earn some extra income. Caleb asked her for identification documents and bank account details. Not even ten minutes later, he sent an electronic work ID to her. His efficiency surprised Scarlett. Xavier had no idea that Caleb would successfully convince Scarlett to join his hospital in the first 30 minutes he spent in deep sleep. His sleep lasted from afternoon until evening, totaling a solid six hours. The room was very quiet when he woke up—Scarlett and Caleb had left a long time ago. He sat up slowly, a hint of disbelief swirling in his dark eyes. His body felt as light as a feather, as if the years of fatigue that had collected on his shoulders had been swept away in one fell swoop. It had been a long time since he was able to experience such restful sleep. When Xavier raised his wrist to check the watch that monitored his sleep quality, he realized that he had been in deep sleep for five hours. His lips curled up, and he lifted his defined but slender fingers to brush gently over the curve of his smile. “She really is something else,” he murmured to himself.