Zhuang Buzhou was kicked down the mountain by his master, who told him that he must accumulate eighty-one merits before he could ascend. In order to make up the money, he sneaked into a city hospital and became an unlicensed intern. No certificate? It doesn't matter. Don't know how to read the test report? It doesn't matter. He revived a vegetative state with one needle, cured leukemia with two doses of medicine, and even used a nine-turn golden needle to give the department director a face lift. All the doctors in the hospital collectively broke their guard: What the hell is this an intern? This is the living king of hell! Zhuang Buzhou held a lollipop in his mouth, his face full of helplessness: "I also want to keep a low profile, but this disease will heal itself, what does it have to do with me?"
