Chapter 57: The Three Musketeers 3
The sound traveled through the air and Ren Chongda, who had ridden over on an antique bike, heard it. He looked and thought: Isn’t that someone from my class? As he looked further ahead: Hey, isn’t that my classmate Cao Yong standing in the distance? Was Cao Yong watching Xie Wanying from his class?
Xie Wanying walked with her head down, paying no attention to anything else.
From behind, the creaky sound of a bicycle approached and then suddenly, right next to her, came a shout: “Student Xie Wanying.”
Caught off guard, Xie Wanying looked up only to see Instructor Ren’s face and couldn’t help but get startled. It took her a second to steady herself before addressing the other party, “Instructor.”
Seeing that she seemed scared amused Ren Chongda quite a bit because the girl had previously been too composed in his class, almost inhumanly so.
“Have you eaten?” Ren Chongda asked.
“I have, Instructor,” Xie Wanying answered.
“Then let’s go talk,” Ren Chongda said.
Xie Wanying remembered Zhao Zhaowei telling her to take the initiative to talk to Instructor Ren, but he hadn’t mentioned what to do if Instructor Ren took the initiative to come to her.
She had no choice but to follow Instructor Ren.
Instructor Ren seemed to be on his way to eat as he stopped his bike in front of a street stall at the corner and leaned it against the wall. Turning around, he shouted for a fellow student, “Cao Yong.”
As Xie Wanying turned towards the voice, she made out the silhouette of the man under the night light.
At first glance, she thought the man was handsome. At second glance, she remembered him standing at the entrance of the hospital, laughing and chatting with a group of students, the two dimples at the corners of his mouth like refreshing springs to the eyes.
Now, at this third glance, he was standing before her, in a black striped shirt with both sleeves rolled up to reveal his strong muscular arms, one hand casually tucked in his trouser pocket, exuding the same nonchalant handsome air as always. Under the slanted fringe, deep set eyes sparkled with life, a beautiful sight that is rare in men.
Problem was, this man was a doctor. Xie Wanying thought that him being a doctor was somewhat of a waste; he definitely had the makings of a top-tier celebrity.
What was strange was that the man locked his eyes on her and didn’t move an inch, as if frozen in place, his gaze sweeping over her face like an X-ray machine.
All Xie Wanying could do was to blink in bewilderment.
Fairly speaking, she knew she had seen him, but she also knew that he probably didn’t recognize her.
At that moment, another man wearing glasses came walking up the road. Seeing the two of them standing still, he pushed his glasses up with curiosity and went over to Ren Chongda, giving him a nudge, “What’s going on with these two? Who is she?”
“A girl from my class,” Ren Chongda replied.
“Oh, the only one from your class, the one who made you, Ren Chongda, lose face on the first day,” said the man with glasses, bursting into loud laughter.
Ren Chongda seemed helplessly to twist the corners of his cool Instructor Ren mouth.
“I also heard that you called her ‘Little Princess’, but turns out she’s the ‘Little Queen’.”
“Enough, Zhu Huicang, you’ve never been an instructor, so you don’t know how tough it is. You dare make fun of me?”
Zhu Huicang? Xie Wanying immediately remembered the information shared by Zhao Zhaowei.
Zhu Huicang, from The Three Musketeers, was the only senior brother remaining in the thoracic surgery department. Thoracic surgery was precisely the department she aspired to join. Without delay, Xie Wanying quickly turned her head to get a good look at this senior brother.
The other three quickly noticed her unusual move.
Her usually calm eyes suddenly shone brightly at someone, as radiant as little stars.