Free Web NovelChapter 2292: Chapter 2292: The Looks Question
(Cao Zhao: *Laughs~* Sure enough, that’s how he is. This single-track-minded guy—if he didn’t say it, she absolutely wouldn’t blurt it out.)
They stepped into the Emergency Department.
Every hospital ER is like a battlefield on fire.
Except for Student Xie, who’d been here before, the other classmates, like Dai Nanhui, were all scared by the pediatric ER’s noise booming like artillery fire.
"Yingying, did you come here last night?" Wei Shangquan remembered what the counselor had said and quietly asked her.
Zhang Desheng nervously followed up: "Yingying, you came last night—did you hear who the teacher taking us is?"
Logically, once the internship schedule’s set, some insider info always leaks out.
Their voices were full of apprehension. Xie Wanying said, "None of the teachers are bad."
Zhang Desheng was about to droop his head and surrender: Student Xie, stop being so single-track-minded, you’re killing us here.
"What does the teacher look like?" Pan Shihua asked.
Apparently Student Pan cared a lot about the teacher’s face value. Considering Pan’s own high face value, if the teacher was that person, Xie Wanying replied, "This teacher looks good."
Student Pan was impressive, truly the one who understands Student Xie’s inner workings best. Seeing Holmes Pan successfully pry information out of Xie’s mouth, everyone turned their gaze to Pan.
From the subtle changes in her expression, Pan Shihua caught something important, and whoosh-whoosh, he sucked in two sharp breaths.
The other three immediately surrounded him instead: "You say it, Shihua. If Yingying won’t talk, you talk."
Why is it that if Student Xie won’t say it, he can? Student Xie has her reasons for not talking—if he talks, he’s dead. With several hands grabbing and tugging at his clothes, Pan Shihua fought to hold the line: "Yingying’s not wrong, this teacher is more handsome than me. Anyway, you’ll see him very soon."
Xie Wanying added a clarifying line: "I don’t actually know."
Immortal Brother hadn’t told her; she was guessing.
Ahem, ahem. Ren Chongda cleared his throat twice to quiet this pack of little followers.
They’d arrived at their destination in front. Director Li raised his hand and knocked on the office door, calling, "Director Cao, are you in?"
"He’s in. Director Li." Someone answered from inside and came over to open the door.
The classmates all looked up at the sign hanging by the office door: Director’s Office, Emergency Department.
Was their supervising teacher actually the ER director? Zhao Zhaowei, Zhang Desheng, and the others were so shocked their eyes went wide.
Pan Shihua was just as stunned, his eyelids practically flying up. He remembered that last time at Xie’s place, when they ran into the guy, the man never said he was leadership.
They all turned to look at Student Xie.
In Xie Wanying’s heart: Ah, so it really is Immortal Brother.
The classmates had no time to grill her further. When the door opened, a young male doctor appeared. Wearing a white coat, about 1.74 meters tall, gentle and refined, no glasses, neither fat nor thin, looking clean and crisp.
"This is Doctor Cheng Yuchen, an attending from our hospital’s Cardiac Surgery Department II," Director Li introduced the newcomer.
Doctor Cheng Yuchen gave them a quick once-over, as if he’d already heard who they were from someone, then stepped aside to make room for them.
On the way in, Director Li, sounding impatient with all this introducing, went on for the guests: "Doctor Cheng is our hospital’s famous sprint star, often takes first place in the hundred-meter dash. Our Director Cao as well—the last runner in the 4x100 relay championship is always him."
Director Cao?
The people entering looked over but didn’t see anyone at first. Mainly because there was a whole pack of youngsters clustered in front—most likely Shou’er’s own med students—completely blocking the main character from view.
