Chapter 96

After bidding farewell to Dr. Li, Song Shuhang asked Zhao Yayaya, "Sis, I’m planning to visit Professor Ren Shui later. Do you want to come with me?"

"What am I supposed to do there since I’m not his student? I’m heading back to Jiangnan University Town first; there’s still a lot to do there. The university town’s sports meet is grand, and there are quite a few injuries in the competition area. I’m an intern doctor, so I’m quite busy."

Thinking of the sports meet, Zhao Yayaya remembered something.

She rolled up Song Shuhang’s health report and tapped it on his head, "I have a question for you. What’s the deal with that big black guy in the 5000-meter race? I heard that he was running with you, and at first, you two were leading the others. But then, for some reason, the big black guy suddenly fainted. When he was brought to us for treatment, he kept muttering, ‘Second place, it’s yours! Second place is mine!’ as if he was possessed. What’s going on?"

Is it that black guy?

"Even when he was taken to the infirmary, he was still muttering about second place. Such a strong desire to win," Song Shuhang sighed. "That big black guy has a strong will. Although his words were a bit hurtful, his desire to win was evident in the race. We were leading the other runners by almost three laps... I saw his strong will to win and even helped him a bit. Actually, with his strength, he could have definitely won the championship. But, I’m a bit stronger than him now. Yeah, he’s a good opponent."

"..." Zhao Yayaya said, "Although your description is very sincere, I can’t help but feel a deep sense of sarcasm in your words. Maybe I understand why the big black guy fainted."

"I’m not being sarcastic," Song Shuhang shrugged.

"Sure, sure, you’re not being sarcastic," Zhao Yayaya laughed. "I’m heading back to the university town. Call me if anything happens. Be careful not to say anything inappropriate when you visit Professor Ren Shui."

"I know, I always speak with caution," Song Shuhang retorted.

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After parting ways with Zhao Yayaya, Song Shuhang first went outside the hospital to buy a bag of apples and a seasonal watermelon.

The price of these fruits was truly sour, more than twice the price at the fruit market. Especially that bag of apples, the vendor almost sold them by the gram!

Then, Song Shuhang found Building 8b, climbed to the fifth floor, and located Professor Ren Shui’s 532 ward. He knocked on the door.

"Please come in, the door is not locked," came Professor Ren Shui’s voice from inside. Since both his legs were broken, he couldn’t get up to open the door, so the door was always half-open.

Song Shuhang pushed the door open and saw Professor Ren Shui at a glance.

At this moment, the professor was lying on the bed, both legs wrapped in bandages and hanging high. This posture looked increasingly embarrassing the more he looked at it.

"Hey, hello, who are you?" Professor Ren Shui felt that Song Shuhang looked familiar; he must be one of his students. However, he taught several classes, and with so many students, he couldn’t remember everyone’s names.

"Hello, Professor. I’m Song Shuhang from the Mechanical Engineering Department, Mechanical Design and Manufacturing College, Class 43 of the 19th batch at Jiangnan University," Shuhang introduced himself with a shy smile. "I came to the hospital for a health check-up today and learned that you were here, so I came to visit you."

The department name was so long that it felt like he couldn’t catch his breath after saying it all in one go.

"Haha, thank you for your concern," Professor Ren Shui’s mood instantly brightened. Having a student come to visit him in person meant he was still quite popular among his students, right?

Song Shuhang’s name was also remembered by Professor Ren Shui. In his heart, he decided to give Song Shuhang a small surprise in his credits for this semester.

After sitting down, Shuhang chatted happily with the professor.

They talked about the interesting things happening in the school recently, the ongoing sports meet, and even mocked the long, unchanging speeches given by the leaders at the opening of the sports meet each year.

Professor Ren Shui was a very eloquent teacher, and with his intentional guidance, the atmosphere between them never became awkward.

It was a scene of mutual enjoyment.

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At this moment, in the corridor of the fifth floor ward, a middle-aged man dressed in business attire was knocking on the doors of the wards one by one.

"530, this isn’t it either. Damn it, where is that Su family’s descendant hiding!" the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and pushed open the door of Ward 531.

Inside, a thin old man looked up at the middle-aged man with a puzzled expression, "Young man, who are you looking for?"

"Sorry, wrong door," the middle-aged man laughed awkwardly and closed the door.

Earlier, he had vaguely sensed the presence of the Su family’s descendant in this building. But when he tracked it to the fifth floor, the other party suddenly hid their presence.

So, he could only determine that the other party was on the fifth floor but didn’t know which room they were in.

To find the target, the middle-aged man had no choice but to use the most primitive method, trying each ward one by one.

But he had already opened thirty wards and still hadn’t found the Su family’s descendant.

Could he have really lost track of them again?

He had to speed up; if the Su family’s descendant left the hospital, he would have wasted his time. The middle-aged man thought to himself.

He gathered his spirits and came to Ward 532, knocking on the door.

Then, he found that the door was not locked. To save time, he pushed it open directly!

"Huh? Who are you?" Professor Ren Shui heard the door open and looked at the middle-aged man with a puzzled expression. He didn’t recognize him.

Song Shuhang also turned his head, his face showing a look of surprise.

"Sorry, wrong door... uh? Fraudster?" The middle-aged man’s words were cut off when he saw Song Shuhang, and he exclaimed in shock.

Song Shuhang felt a vein throb on his forehead!

"Uncle, as the saying goes, three times is the limit. You’ve already accused me of being a fraud three times! Even if I have a good temper, I will get angry!" Song Shuhang rubbed his temples and gritted his teeth.

"Sorry... sorry. I’m in the wrong room, I’ll leave now!" The uncle turned around sharply, his face showing a clear aversion to having anything to do with Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang quickly called out, "Uncle, stop right there!"

But the uncle ran away as if he had seen a ghost, not giving Song Shuhang a chance to explain.

"..." Song Shuhang looked up, feeling like he wanted to curse. He and this uncle had met three times in one day, which could be considered a kind of fate. But this fate was definitely a bad one!

"?" Professor Ren Shui looked at Song Shuhang with a puzzled expression.

"I’m done with this uncle," Song Shuhang rubbed his temples and briefly recounted the incident of picking up money and being accused of fraud to Professor Ren Shui.

After listening, Professor Ren Shui burst into laughter. The world actually had such a rare gem. Then, feeling that he wasn’t the only one who had bad luck, his mood subtly improved.

"Professor, I have to return that money to that uncle today. I’ll leave the fruits here. I’ll go find that uncle, see you later!" Song Shuhang got up to say goodbye.

"Go and explain properly. I think as long as the other party isn’t really stupid, they should be able to understand. Remember to close the door for me," Professor Ren Shui waved his hand cheerfully.

The problem is... that uncle is really stupid!

After saying goodbye, Song Shuhang left the ward and chased after the uncle’s figure.