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    It sounded as though Winter was genuinely concerned.


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    Ang kept her brows slightly furrowed, her gaze cold and clear. “Thank you for your concern, Winter.”


    Then, she returned to her book, her dark hair framing her face in soft waves. Only half of her face was


    visible, but it was enough to captivate with its beauty. Her forehead was smooth and radiant, adding to


    her allure.


    Winter smiled lightly, saying a courteous “You’re wee” before turning her attention away from


    Ang.


    It was rumored that Ang had been admitted by the teacher’s special arrangement, not even finishing


    her exams, onlypleting half of them. No one knew what was so special about Ang to make even


    someone as strict as Noah open the back door for her.


    Soon, they arrived at the hospital. A doctor in a white coat was waiting at the entrance, scanning the


    surroundings. As soon as he spotted the familiar car te, he approached them.


    After parking the car, Noah shook hands with the doctor and briefly introduced Ang and the others


    before leading them toward the back of the hospital.


    Hospitals, with their constant flow of people, were where the stark realities of life and death. were most


    vividly disyed.


    After passing through a corridor and exiting a door, they entered a wide outdoor za with tables lined


    up, each with a doctor’s name written on it. Since it was a charity clinic, there were already many


    people waiting at each table when they arrived.


    “Professor Noah, this is your station. If you need anything, just have your students find me. I’ll be in the


    office,” the doctor said in a gentle tone, leaving his office address and phone number.


    Noah waved his hand dismissively, quickly putting on his prepared white coat and sitting down. He


    nced at Louis, who immediately picked up the cue and carefully stored away the contact information.


    Ang nced around. Noah’s reputation was significant; there were far more people waiting at his


    station than at others, at least a hundred.


    Naturally, it was impossible for Noah to handle them all. Ang immediately knew she was right about


    him bringing them three along to be used as freebor.


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    After taking his seat and gulping down some weather, Noah began swiftly organizing. “Winter, go over


    to Professor Lambert and coordinate with him. Louis, you team up with Ang. Stick to the usual


    routine; Louis, you fill Ang in.”


    After that, Noah started seeing patients immediately, taking their pulses and asking about their


    conditions. He was indeed efficient.


    Ang quickly adapted and turned to Louis, asking, “What do I need to do?”


    Not having been involved in previous coordination, Ang wasn’t familiar with the routine.


    Louis was about to exin when Winter intervened, her expression grave. “There are too many


    patients today, far beyond what we anticipated. I suggest Ang go and assist Professor Lambert.


    Louis and I will continue as a team. We’ve worked together many times and have experience.


    “Plus, Professor Lambert has fewer patients. It’ll be easier for Ang to manage, unlike things here


    with Professor Noah, where it can get chaotic and stressful.”


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    Louis‘ face turned cold, his dark eyes sweeping over them. “Hurry up and decide. I’ll go get busy.”


    With that, Louis walked past them without giving much face, starting to work.


    Unlike his usual self, Louis, now questioning patients, spoke with a gentle, soothing tone, calm,


    composed, and swiftly calming down anxious patients.


    Winter smiled lightly, patting Ang’s shoulder. “What do you say, Ang?”


    “I’m good with any arrangements,” said Ang as she shot Winter a in nce after warming up her


    wrists and putting on a surgical mask.


    Without waiting for Winter to say anything else, Ang turned and headed toward the position marked


    with a sign bearing Den’s name.


    Winter bit her lip, unsure why, despite achieving her goal, Ang’s nce made her ufortable and


    left her feeling stifled. But a few secondster, Winter’s emotions. returned to normal. She believed she


    made the right move.


    With thisrge–scale joint charity clinic, every professor brought along their own students, all of whom


    were predetermined. Winter needed to seize this opportunity to shine and stand out during the clinic.


    Louis, gifted and talented, was unmatched among the younger generation. Only by teaming up could


    they maximize their advantages.


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    After casting a deep nce at Ang’s departing figure, Winter resolutely turned to coborate with


    Louis.


    Every ten patients were sorted into categories: mild cases, severe cases, andplex cases, Ang


    and Louis were responsible for mild cases, whileplex cases were referred to Noah for diagnosis.


    Cases that couldn’t be diagnosed were immediately handled through joint consultations.


    “Professor Lambert, hello. I’m Professor Noah’s student, and I am here to assist you. What do you


    need me to do?” Ang asked softly.


    Den was overwhelmed with work at this moment, barely having time to drink water. Hearing that he


    had assistance, he was so happy he could shed tears.


    Originally, he was supposed to have a student with him, but his favorite student had broken his leg


    while ying basketball and was still lying in the hospital. Unable to find a suitable recement at such


    short notice, he asked Noah to assign him a student for emergency assistance.


    Den turned around with joy but froze when he saw Ang. She looked younger than expected, with


    a neat bun on her head. Although she wore a mask, her bright eyes sparkled in the sunlight. Without a


    doubt, she possessed extraordinary beauty beneath the mask.


    D*mn, Noah, you good old b*stard. I didn’t think you’d assign me such a beautiful assistant!


    But seeing her young age and fresh face, Den changed his n. Instead of assigning her patients,


    he decided to give her some misceneous tasks.


    Feeling uplifted by the sight of the beautiful girl, Den kindly instructed her on what she needed to do,


    even writing down a simple guide for her to refer to, just in case she forgot.


    Taking the paper, Ang nced at the words written on it, quietly folded it, and tucked it into her


    pocket. Then, she began assisting Den without hesitation.


    Here, with fewer patients, Ang divided them into groups of five and distributed number cards. While


    ncing at the medical records, she selected patients suitable for Professor Lambert, whose


    profession was in the digestive system. Many cases weremon gastrointestinal issues like gastritis,


    peptic ulcers, and gastroptosis.


    “Doctor, please take a look. My grandson hasn’t been eating well these past few days. He feels


    nauseous and has been vomiting for days, but it hasn’t improved,” exined an anxious grandmother,


    apanied by a teenage boy who seemed quite ufortable, leaning against her with closed


    eyes, whimpering softly, and appearing somewhat dazed.


    Den checked the young man’s pulse, which was a bit weak. Then, after reviewing the


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    medical history, he noticed that the young man was in high school, under a lot of academic pressure,


    had irregr cating habits, and was already suffering from gastritis.


    “What has he been eating recently?” Den asked, puzzled. The symptoms seemed to match


    gastroenteritis, but the pulse didn’t quite fit.


    Pressing on the young man’s abdomen, Den inquired, “Does it hurt or feel bloated?”


    With gentle breaths, the young man muttered softly, “It hurts… Just treat me already. Are you really a


    doctor? I’m dying here.”


    The sudden outburst from the young man left Den looking flushed and somewhat flustered. “I need


    to know what’s exactly wrong,” he argued.


    Quickly, the grandmother covered the young man’s mouth, apologizing guiltily, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. He


    wasn’t like this before.”


    Observing quietly from the side, Ang suddenly pulled up the boy’s sleeve, revealing several red


    spots on his skin.


    “What… What are you doing? Let go of me!” the young man protested.


    Ang gave him a sideways nce, then reached for his wrist and pressed on his numbing acupoint.


    Just like that, the young man, who had been irritable just moments ago, suddenly went limp.


    Ang then lifted the young man’s shirt from behind. r


    Releasing him, Ang calmly stated, “It’s a minor poisoning.”


    more red spots on his back.


    “What are you doing, Ang? Let go of him. You’re only a sophomore. What are you doing,


    diagnosing?” Suddenly, a sharp voice erupted from behind. “I’m sorry, my junior is just speaking


    nonsense.”