Ye Feng and Ye Ziyu personally escorted Lin Hai and Du Chun to the door with the utmost respect.
Lin Hai got into the car, but then remembered something and stuck his head back out.
“Uncle Ye, if you have nothing else to do, go to the hospital and get yourself checked out. If you wait any longer, it’ll be too late.”
“What!” Ye Feng stood frozen in place as he watched Lin Hai’s car disappear into the distance.
“Xiaoyu, stay home and take care of your mother. I need to go to the hospital.” Ye Feng suddenly remembered the spot Lin Hai had told him to press. He jumped into his car and sped off toward the hospital in a panic.
“Master…” In the car, Du Chun hesitated, as if wanting to say something but holding back.
“Just say what’s on your mind. Don’t beat around the bush.”
“Well… Bald Qiang called me. He said you’ve officially accepted him as your disciple and even personally taught him the Foshan Shadowless Kick. He bragged about it to me for quite a while. I was wondering if it’s true?”
Pfft!
Damn it, this Bald Qiang—why does he have to show off to Du Chun about everything?
It looked like these two were still competing over who got to be the senior apprentice brother.
“I did teach him the Foshan Shadowless Kick, but I never said I was taking him as a disciple. He’s still on probation. Why do you ask?”
“Well, um…” Du Chun started fidgeting with his hands like a shy little girl.
“Hey, you’re a hospital director, for crying out loud. Could you stop being so coy? Just spit it out.”
“Alright then—Master, when are you going to teach me medical skills?” Du Chun asked, looking at Lin Hai with hopeful eyes.
“Uh…” Lin Hai was momentarily stumped.
Damn, that was actually a good question.
Du Chun had been calling him “Master” for quite a while now. Setting everything else aside, just considering the man’s age, if Lin Hai didn’t teach him something, it would be hard to justify.
But medicine wasn’t like other subjects—you couldn’t just explain it in a few sentences. It mostly came down to hands-on practice.
Crap, what was he supposed to do?
Seeing Lin Hai remain silent for so long, Du Chun started to panic.
“Master, have I not been performing as well as Bald Qiang lately? If I’m doing something wrong, you can criticize me—I’ll definitely improve. Maybe… maybe I should shave my head too?”
Pfft!
Lin Hai nearly spat out his drink.
What the hell did shaving his head have to do with anything?
“That’s not the issue.” Lin Hai was already feeling dizzy from the conversation.
“Tell you what,” Lin Hai finally said. “After the Qingge Competition is over, arrange a consultation slot for me at your hospital—once a week. When I’m seeing patients, you can observe and learn from the side. That way, I can give you real guidance based on actual cases. What do you think?”
Du Chun’s eyebrows were practically dancing with excitement.
“Master, you… you’re going to see patients? Hahahaha, that’s wonderful! That’s wonderful!”
Du Chun was overjoyed and grabbed Lin Hai’s arm, shaking it vigorously.
“Whoa, hey—you old geezer, let go! I’m still driving here!”
After dropping Du Chun back at the hospital, Lin Hai didn’t go home either. He drove straight to the school.
Once there, he pulled the car right up to the practice room.
At this time of day, there was no doubt—Liu Xinyue would definitely be there, making her final push for the Qingge Competition.
“Hmm?” The moment he walked in, Lin Hai sensed something was off.
Liu Xinyue and Zhen Shuang were standing in the middle of the practice room, seemingly squaring off against each other.
All around them, male and female students had stopped practicing their singing and were huddled together, watching the drama unfold.
“Xinyue, I really do admire your perseverance—coming here every single day to practice. But I told you a long time ago: as long as I, Zhen Shuang, am in the competition, that championship isn’t yours. Why won’t you believe me?”
Zhen Shuang was dressed provocatively and seductively, her lips twisted in disdain.
“Zhen Shuang, whether I win the championship or not depends on my own ability—unlike you, who relies on all sorts of underhanded tricks.” Liu Xinyue had learned from Lin Hai about some of Zhen Shuang’s sordid affairs, and she felt nothing but disgust for her.
“Ability? Hahaha…” Zhen Shuang burst out laughing as if she’d just heard the funniest joke in the world.
“Xinyue, you’re so naive.” Zhen Shuang shook her head contemptuously.
“So what if I’m naive? Naivety is a good thing. Just because you’re dirty doesn’t mean everyone else is the same.” Lin Hai suddenly walked over.
“Who are you calling dirty?” Zhen Shuang’s face instantly changed.
“Eww—what’s that stench?” Lin Hai waved his hand in disgust. “You didn’t brush your teeth after coming back from Tianhui International Hotel that day?”
“You…” Zhen Shuang’s expression drastically shifted when she heard the hotel name.
That day, Lin Hai had kicked the door open. The hallway had been dark, so Zhen Shuang hadn’t clearly seen who it was and hadn’t dared to come out afterward.
But now that Lin Hai had mentioned the hotel, how could she not realize that the person that day was him?
“You what? Get lost!” Lin Hai waved his hand as if shooing away a fly.
“Hmph, this practice room isn’t your private property—it’s a public school facility. I can stay here if I want. What business is it of yours?”
“Oh? Not leaving, huh? Fine.”
Lin Hai suddenly clapped his hands loudly.
“Everyone, listen up. I’m going to tell you a story today. It takes place at the Tianhui International Hotel. So, one night…”
“Shut up!” Zhen Shuang hurriedly blocked him in panic.
“Huh? The mouth is on my face. Why should I shut up just because you tell me to? Do you think my mouth is like yours—public property?”
“Bwahaha!” As soon as those words left Lin Hai’s mouth, the surrounding students burst into laughter.
They all went to the same school, and most of them had heard something or other about Zhen Shuang’s lifestyle. Lin Hai’s comment left no room for misunderstanding.
“You…” Zhen Shuang’s face turned pale with anger.
“You what? Get lost already, or I’ll keep telling the story!”
“Hmph! Liu Xinyue, just you wait. The Qingge Competition championship is mine!” Zhen Shuang didn’t dare let Lin Hai continue. She threw a threatening remark at Liu Xinyue and slunk away with her tail between her legs.
“You’re so bad—saying her mouth was public property.” Liu Xinyue felt a warm glow inside, seeing Lin Hai drive away Zhen Shuang for her.
“Oh? Our Xinyue actually understood that? Come on, tell your big brother—what does ‘public property mouth’ mean?” Lin Hai put on a look of exaggerated surprise.
“You’re so annoying!” Liu Xinyue’s face flushed red, and she playfully punched Lin Hai’s chest.
Just then, a few music students gathered around.
“Lin Hai, the Singing King, I’m your fan! Are you joining the Qingge Competition this time?”
“Yeah, Singing King Lin Hai, if you join, the rest of us have no chance—we’ll just be cheering for you from the sidelines.”
“Lin Hai, Singing King, you should join! I think you’ll definitely take first place.”
Lin Hai was actually quite popular among the music students, especially the girls, who were practically staring at him with stars in their eyes. If Liu Xinyue hadn’t been standing right there, some of them might have come over to ask for his number or WeChat.
“Haha, you guys are flattering me too much. My singing is only good enough for my own entertainment—I’m not cut out for the stage. I’ll spare myself the embarrassment of joining the competition. But our Xinyue here will be participating, so I hope you’ll all give her plenty of support!” Lin Hai immediately started campaigning for Liu Xinyue.
“Huh? You’re really not joining? What a shame.”
“But Sister Xinyue sings wonderfully too. Winning the championship shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Exactly! And Sister Xinyue practices so hard—I see her in the practice room every single day.”
“Sister Xinyue, we’ll be rooting for you!”
Seeing so many classmates supporting her, Liu Xinyue felt a surge of happiness.
“Thank you, everyone. Thank you so much. Whether I win or not, I’ll give it my all.”
After the crowd dispersed, Liu Xinyue suddenly gazed at Lin Hai with deep affection.
“Huh? Xinyue, why are you looking at your big brother with such longing eyes? Could it be that you want to…” Lin Hai flashed a mischievous grin.
“Stop it—what are you thinking?”
“Lin Hai, do you know what song I’m performing for the competition?” Liu Xinyue suddenly asked.
