Sun Rui's cries of pain and sorrow tugged at Su Fan's heartstrings.
After all, Sun Rui was at least half his woman.
Even if Sun Zhigang and Sun Rui had no blood relation, Wu Miao was undoubtedly Sun Rui's biological mother.
Therefore, deep down, he did harbor some feelings of guilt towards Sun Rui.
Twenty minutes later, Su Fan changed into casual clothes and went to the dean's office to ask for leave.
Inside the office, Dean Zhang Haitao looked solemn, clearly preoccupied with heavy thoughts.
He muttered to himself.
"That kid Su Fan has become too self-assured. I'm afraid that kicking him out now won't be an easy task."
"There's not much of a conflict of interest between us. Perhaps I need to change my attitude towards him."
"Even if I can't make him one of my confidants, at the very least, he shouldn't be my enemy, standing opposite me."
"After all, having such a formidable opponent is quite a bit of pressure."
Zhang Haitao was holding a cup of clear tea, weighing the pros and cons.
Just then, Su Fan pushed the door open and walked in.
"Good afternoon, Dean."
Su Fan greeted Zhang Haitao with a warm smile.
Although he was somewhat displeased with the old man, there were some rules in the workplace to be followed.
And since he was here to ask for leave, naturally, his attitude had to be better.
"Ah, young Su, come, take a seat, sit."
Zhang Haitao's eyes lit up when he saw Su Fan, his face filled with smiles, he hurriedly went to Su Fan's side, grabbed his arm, and guided him to a chair, displaying fiery enthusiasm.
Su Fan was instantly baffled.
When a teacher behaves abnormally, there must be a demon at work,
Su Fan didn't beat around the bush, after all, Sun Rui was waiting.
"Dean Zhang, I would like to ask for three days off."
No sooner had Su Fan spoken than Zhang Haitao readily agreed, and said with a kind face,
"You've performed medical miracles several times recently, making the hospital look good. You deserve a rest. How about this, I'll give you seven days paid leave, go take a trip."
Su Fan was stunned by Zhang Haitao's response.
Seven days of paid leave. Why was this crafty old fellow so nice to him all of a sudden? What was he really up to?
"Then thank you, Dean Zhang. If there's nothing else, I'll be on my way."
Su Fan stood up, ready to leave.
But Zhang Haitao called out to stop him.
"Young Su, don't be in a hurry. Are you free tonight?"
Zhang Haitao's demeanor was too off-character today.
Maybe everything before was just setting the stage for this moment.
Meet force with force, deal with trouble as it comes.
"Good, then, could you come to my house this evening? Let's have a simple meal together."
"Young man, the future is promising."
Zhang Haitao said with a smile, patting Su Fan's shoulder, his face alight with peacefulness.
Zhang Haitao, this old fox, was actually inviting him to his home as a guest.
Was he trying to turn an enemy into a friend?
Or was Zhang Haitao plotting something far more sinister?
"Alright, I'll definitely come."
Afterwards, Su Fan left the office.
Watching Su Fan's departing figure, Zhang Haitao looked contemplative and finally let out a long sigh.
"Indeed, the new waves of the Yangtze River push forward the old. Perhaps it's time for me to groom a successor."
Soon, Su Fan arrived on time at the room Sun Rui had booked opposite the hospital.
Su Fan knocked on the door.
The door was promptly opened.
The loose school uniform could not conceal her fully developed and proud figure; her charming peach-blossom eyes were bloodshot, and tears kept spilling out.
The next instant, she ran into Su Fan's arms and hugged him tightly.