After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 212 - 209: Dawn Orphanage

After finishing, she still had ten minutes left, so she checked her answers again.

The first question asked about the last thing a dying person would want to do. She had no idea about that, but she knew the principle that practice reveals truth, so she responded, "I suggest experimenting on a dead person."

Exactly ten words, no more, no less.

For the second question about who goes to the hospital every day.

She thought a lot, patients, doctors, and people who are mentally deranged.

There could be many answers; there really wasn’t any fixed answer.

If one’s thinking is confined to one dimension, there’s no breakthrough, she was also bold enough to voice her opinion and dare to ask Humbly and return the question to the questioner, "What do you think?"

As for the third question, who had the highest martial skill in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

Ji Tian pondered this question for at least five minutes and finally answered, "The author himself (he has absolute authority and can write anyone as strong as he wishes. Note: words inside the brackets do not count toward the total word count)."

She blew on the now-dry test papers and nodded in satisfaction, hmm, undoubtedly a full score.

When she handed in her paper, Shen Zhiyi had already gone in for the interview; surprisingly, she answered very quickly. After just two minutes, she came out with a weird expression, taking only five minutes total from entering to leaving.

Upon seeing Ji Tian, she didn’t say a word and walked straight out.

Dean Zhang also came out with a strange expression and then glanced at Ji Tian, "Go in, for the interview, the Founder is also inside. Miss Ji, you better be mindful of what you say."

Weren’t they supposed to meet the Founder after finishing the interview? Why did she come out early in just the second round?

Hesitating, she asked, "Did Shen Zhiyi also meet the Founder just now?"

Dean Zhang nodded, "She met him but I don’t know if she was satisfied or not. Come with me."

Being the temporary head of the Qin Family in Central Continent, Qin Wantang was Shen Zhiyi’s godmother. Dean Zhang thought that the Founder would surely let Shen Zhiyi in just based on this relationship.

It’s a pity that she didn’t get to see that rare skill.

Ji Tian walked straight in; the room was a laboratory, a woman in a white dress was fiddling with various bottles and jars. Her black hair was softly draped over her shoulders, her face pale, paler than a healthy person, and her semi-profile like a delicate porcelain doll. Hearing someone, she turned around; her smile was crisp and pure.

"Hello, I am KI Founder, Lin Shisheng. I’m pleased to meet you."

"Hello, my name is Ji Tian, here for the interview."

Ji Tian introduced herself briefly, looking at Lin Shisheng’s face, she always felt it was vaguely familiar. Surprisingly, the KI Founder looked really young, apparently only about twenty-two or twenty-three, her features not sharply defined but rather akin to a pure Gardenia or cool afternoon snow, exuding a chilly softness.

"I know you." She smiled showing a pair of little fangs, lacking the aloofness of a Founder, instead very approachable.

At this, Ji Tian felt it strange, she definitely hadn’t met Lin Shisheng before, but she acted as if she had known her for a long time. Thinking this, she queried aloud, "Have we met?"

Lin Shisheng nodded then slowly shook her head, her voice tinged with helplessness, "You haven’t met me, but I have seen you unilaterally. It’s nothing major. Your brother is Ji Qilin, isn’t he? I invited him to join KI two years ago, but he declined."

"..."

Surely, she wouldn’t make life difficult for her because of her brother, right?

As if knowing Ji Tian’s concerns, she reassured with her next words, "Don’t worry, I am very strict about separating personal issues from professional ones, fair and just. KI only recruits competent individuals." She smiled and said, "I saw your answer to the first question and strongly agree with the principle that practice out the truth. Your answer was very reasonable. How about this, go and ask a dying person what is the last thing they want to do? I have prepared the place for you."

Ji Tian: "..."

Is this really separating personal from professional, or is it transferring resentment?

The KI Laboratory, equivalent to a morgue, predominantly housed wealthy individuals, many of whom were transferred here to receive treatment after hospitals failed, paying hefty sums. They signed an agreement that their only obligation was to try their best, and not necessarily guarantee recovery. Some might prolong their lives by a few years, others, no matter the treatment, couldn’t escape death.

KI Research Institute was just a place for drug trials, not filled with miracle workers.

There was a critically ill patient with stable heart rate readings, beyond help, soon to be moved to the morgue to await death.

"Hurry up, or you won’t be able to ask anything if they die."

Ji Tian watched her take three shaky steps for every one, her slow pace, the twitch at her temple, this body that seemed as fragile as that of Lin Daiyu—looking as though she would faint after a few more steps.

She couldn’t resist saying, "You seem to be feeling unwell, why don’t you go back and wait, letting Dean Zhang come with me instead."

Lin Shisheng shook her head: "No need, it’s an old ailment, not a big deal. Let’s just hurry."

Ten minutes later, they arrived at their destination.

Ji Tian approached and saw that there really was no bringing him back, but his heart hadn’t stopped entirely yet. Her Miracle Healing skill could revive him briefly, allowing him to regain consciousness to fulfill his last wish.

She took out from her bag the needle kit the old man had left her, within which was a set of Golden Needles. This old man Li Hongjin had truly treasured them, and in the end, he passed them on to her.

She inserted the needles into the old man’s acupoints, keeping the blood circulating. Her few needles had his heart thumping again, though only temporarily. Seizing this opportunity, she pressed her palm against his chest, a warm flow passing through the Golden Needles into his body.

"Cough."

Only when she heard the old man’s weak cough did Ji Tian withdraw her hands.

Lin Shisheng’s expression remained gently smiling.

The following Dean Zhang had his jaw dropped: "You, you, you’re the Divine Doctor from that day?!"

The technique, the silhouette, it all matched the doctor from the hospital that day. Ji Tian turned to him, nodding at his chin, "Yes, that’s right, surprised?"

Dean Zhang: "..."

What was Shen Zhiyi doing! Why impersonate someone?

His face darkened instantly, turning a bit red. No wonder Ji Tian insisted on coming; to find out someone had impersonated her, no one could stay calm. As for why she didn’t expose it right away, Dean Zhang soon figured it out.

Nothing was more convincing than seeing with one’s own eyes.

Just like in her brother’s lab, her medical skill was exceptional. Other than her brother, no one trusted her. Knowing that she would be doubted even if she spoke up, she chose instead to come and present the hard evidence directly.

The element of surprise was precisely her tactic.

"Sorry... I was too brash and didn’t investigate thoroughly."

"No worries, I didn’t take it to heart. Let’s quickly hear what he has to say. The time for reverie is limited."

The old man opened his eyes and lay on the medical bed, his voice weak: "I want to make a will! Unfilial descendants, poisoned me, I’ll let them have not a penny of my inheritance."

Dean Zhang immediately handed him paper, watching him tremblingly write to donate all his possessions to "Dawn Orphanage," pressing his fingerprint and signing his name.

He then took a deep breath, "Thank you, I’d rather donate all my money than give it to those ingrates."

He finished speaking and laid back down, peacefully closing his eyes, his last breath finally leaving his body, his last wish fulfilled.

Lin Shisheng stood to the side. She had seen life and death often. If it was the patient’s last wish, she would do her utmost to help. She then said to Dean Zhang, "Xiao Dezi, go, let’s get this done. Practice indeed brings out the truth, otherwise, I wouldn’t know what people truly desire in their last moments."

"Ji Tian, congratulations, you’ve passed the interview. From now on, you are a member of KI Research Institute. I couldn’t abduct Ji Qilin, but getting his sister isn’t bad either."

Ji Tian wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do at KI, but now that she was in, she might as well treat it as a place to level up.

She smiled as well: "Thank you, Founder Lin, how about the salary here? If it is too low, I won’t stay."

"Don’t worry, you won’t be shortchanged, you little money-grubber," she paused, then continued: "I’m a few years older. Just call me Sister Shi Sheng. I like you, and I hope we can work well together."

Ji Tian nodded slightly, coincidentally, Lin Shisheng also quite suited her taste.

Her gaze then returned to the old man, her lips pursed slightly, recalling the will he wrote, donating all his money to an orphanage named "Dawn."

Coincidentally, she was very familiar with Dawn Orphanage, after all, it was where she had grown up in her other world. She found it extraordinarily bizarre; in this world, there was also a Dawn Orphanage. She wondered if it was the same as the one from her world.

After pondering for a few seconds, Ji Tian decided to find out more about this orphanage when she returned and then investigate the actual situation.