Chapter 105
Chapter 105
“Take them for their physicals, and have them speak with the psychiatrist.” The head nurse’s voice was completely flat, neither warm nor perfunctory.
Qiao Yu nodded, his gaze sweeping over the row of patients.
When he spotted Luo Ziwei’s signature little curls, his eyes narrowed.
Something wasn’t right.
Why hadn’t this guy thrown himself at him and called him Daddy?
Had he once again, again, and again recognized a thief as his father and defected to someone else’s camp?
Thinking this, Qiao Yu walked up to Luo Ziwei, waved a hand in front of that blank little face, and finally let out a huh.
Not right. Definitely not right.
As he spoke, he extended an index finger, intending to poke the guy’s little cheek and see if he could poke him awake.
But just as his fingertip was about to reach its destination, the Fake Xu Xian behind him suddenly stumbled and knocked Luo Ziwei away.
Qiao Yu: ??
Seriously? With that rotten, bargain-bin acting of yours, you still have the nerve to embarrass yourself in front of me?
Do you have no self-awareness at all?
He stared straight at Chi Shang, who had lowered his head again, then took a step forward.
Sure enough, Chi Shang’s two curtains of long, dense lashes trembled twice.
A wicked idea sparked in Qiao Yu’s mind. He raised his finger and reached toward Luo Ziwei’s soft little face again. “He’s actually pretty cute…”
Chi Shang instinctively looked up, only to meet Qiao Yu’s amused gaze head-on.
Oh? My eldest son has grown up. Got himself a dog outside now?
Once he confirmed that, Qiao Yu briskly withdrew his hand, and then… found the “Fake Xu Xian” even more irritating to look at.
He looked away and said to the head nurse, “We’re going to the third floor, right? I’ll come too.”
The head nurse’s expression turned wary. “What are you going to the third floor for?”
Qiao Yu shrugged. “Relax. Just getting to know my new coworkers.”
Then he followed the line into the elevator. The streamers had barely stepped inside when the elevator lights flickered rapidly several times.
Qiao Yu lifted his eyelids and slowly glanced upward. The Elevator Ghost immediately chickened out; Qiao Yu did not even need to raise a hand before the button for the third floor lit up on its own.
Chi Shang: ??
Fan Jianqiang: !!!
Head nurse: …
Everyone reacted differently, but the elevator’s three-floor descent was over quickly. They all snapped back to themselves and resumed their roles, each putting on their own performance as they headed for the counseling room.
As soon as they arrived, they saw “Lu Shanshan” coming out of the counseling room. She was still wearing a hat, and when she saw Qiao Yu, she greeted him warmly. “Huh? How did you become an intern doctor again?”
Qiao Yu tugged at the cuff of his spotless white sleeve and smiled. “People strive for higher places, you know… By the way, how’s your rehab going?”
“Lu Shanshan” smiled and said, “The doctor says it’s going very well. I can be discharged next week. After that, I’ll only need to come back for a checkup once a week. The main thing left is recovering my memory.”
Qiao Yu nodded thoughtfully. The two chatted a while longer, and by then Fan Jianqiang had already opened the door and come out.
Qiao Yu glanced at him on reflex and saw Chi Shang using his abysmal acting skills to cover up the small gestures between himself and Fan Jianqiang.
After Chi Shang nudged Fan Jianqiang several times without getting any response, Qiao Yu also realized something was wrong.
He said goodbye to Lu Shanshan and walked over.
“What’s going on?”
Chi Shang did not dare answer. He secretly glanced in the head nurse’s direction.
Qiao Yu said, “…Just say it openly. The head nurse isn’t blind. You think she can’t tell you’re acting?”
Chi Shang was speechless too. Only after a long moment did he lean closer and mutter under his breath, “…Fan Jianqiang didn’t drink the medicine either.”
Qiao Yu nodded in sudden understanding. “Even I didn’t notice. Looks like this bastard’s better suited to acting than you are.”
Chi Shang: “…”
Why was this streamer so annoying?
Did he have no emotional intelligence at all?
So how exactly had he worked his way up from janitor to intern doctor???
He just… didn’t get it!
The patient from Room 603 had come out too. The head nurse moved as if to push the dazed Luo Ziwei through the door, but Qiao Yu squeezed through the gap one step ahead of her.
The counseling room had a simple layout and looked very clean and tidy.
White walls, a white desk, a white tile floor, and a psychologist in a white coat wearing white… wearing black-rimmed glasses.
Oh-ho?
The psychologist actually wasn’t a ghost?
To Qiao Yu, this discovery was truly… way too interesting.
The man looked a little surprised to see him come in. He pushed up his glasses and greeted him with a smile. “Your surname is Qiao? Looks like the new intern doctor and I share the same family name.”
After saying that, the psychologist glanced at Qiao Yu’s name badge, his arm resting on the desk, looking completely at ease.
Qiao Yu gave a hum. “What a coincidence.”
“Is there something you needed today, Doctor Qiao?” the psychologist asked, glancing at Luo Ziwei, who was planted in the doorway.
But Qiao Yu suddenly shifted sideways, blocking his line of sight. He reached out and lightly dragged a finger across the folder on the desk, his tone rising with a provocative edge. “Nothing much. Just getting to know my new coworker. What, am I not welcome?”
As he spoke, he invited himself to sit down in the empty chair across from the psychologist.
-666, that crocodile really is a scheming boy. One call of “Dad” bought him a peaceful old age and good fortune for years to come.
-I’m so sick of him. Why hasn’t he gotten his boxed lunch yet?
-The one upstairs, why don’t you go say that to his face?
-Hahaha, I’m dying. He’s just running his mouth. This crybaby could smack his face crooked with one backward claw strike.
-The point is, he loves to cry. After hitting you, he’d still go all fake-tea and whimper, “Ying.” Just watch if the streamer doesn’t stand up for him then.
-Definitely a scheming boy… tsk, tsk, tsk.
“After your internship ends, are you planning to stay on at the hospital?”
When Qiao Yu heard the voice, he instinctively looked up, only to meet the other man’s gaze. Then the psychologist suddenly raised a hand and snapped his fingers in front of Qiao Yu’s eyes.
Strange little black spots instantly bloomed across Qiao Yu’s vision…
“You are… alive?”
The psychologist’s voice seemed to come from a hundred meters away, distant and slow.
Hearing this, Qiao Yu’s raven-feather lashes trembled lightly. “I don’t know.”
What did he mean, he didn’t know?
The psychologist was baffled.
He asked again, “What’s your name?”
“I’m Your Dad.”
The psychologist: “…How old are you?”
“Three years ago I was twenty-three. Now I’m twenty-two.”
The psychologist: ??
“…Have you never gone to school?”
“I have. I did seven and a half years of nine-year compulsory education, then three years of high school and four years of college without missing a single day.”
“Forget it.” The psychologist gave up on digging into Qiao Yu’s life story and started asking something else. “What do your family members do?”
Qiao Yu fell silent for a moment. “The richest man in the world is my dad.”
“What?” The psychologist hurriedly lowered his head and made a note on the form clipped to the folder, then pressed on excitedly. “Tell me in detail.”
But Qiao Yu shook his head, his voice a little muffled. “I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“Because you have to give me fifty yuan first.”
The psychologist: ??
“Why fifty yuan?” His voice seemed to tremble, wrapped in barely suppressed anger.
But at that moment, Qiao Yu suddenly lifted his head, propped one elbow on the hard desk, then rested his chin in one hand. His eyes curved with his smile. “Because this is paid content. You have to order it before you can listen.”
The psychologist was so startled that he leaned back, his face draining with shock. “Why weren’t you hypnotized?”
Qiao Yu thought about it, his face full of seriousness. “Maybe because I don’t have trouble with insomnia. I can fall asleep even without you urging me to?”
The psychologist: “…Huh?”