A School Doctor Who Also Substitutes for Classes Is Not Unusual

"Meh?"

"Are you free next Sunday?" Ye Shuang asked Chen Qin after the call connected.

"Of course!" Chen Qin's voice on the other end was cheerful.

Ye Shuang then recounted how Aunt Xian had called Bai Yuyou, especially sharing his own concerns. Upon hearing this, Chen Qin let out a drawn-out "Hmm."

Seated in her office, still busy with company matters, Chen Qin twirled a pen between her slender fingers. "Got it. You're worried Yuyou might get eaten up."

"Not exactly," Ye Shuang replied with a faint smile.

Going back was inevitable, but timing mattered. If the Zhou family tried to force Bai Yuyou to stay, it might only make the girl resistant, leading to an unpleasant situation for everyone.

"I think," Chen Qin said, "just politely decline Aunt Xian. You already said it's not the right time."

"How about we grab a meal together this weekend instead?"

"If you do decide to go, just let me know. I’ll come with you," Chen Qin added. "We can have some boat congee and iced milk tea first."

Ye Shuang smiled. "Alright."

After hanging up, the conversation with Chen Qin eased Ye Shuang's hesitation. If things would only get complicated, it was better to hold off for now.

"Hmm… I’ll just say I’m busy." Ye Shuang picked up Bai Yuyou’s phone and sent Aunt Xian a message, explaining that they had other plans for Sunday but would visit another time.

Soon, Aunt Xian replied with a sad-looking sticker but didn’t press further.

"Maybe I’m overthinking it?" Ye Shuang mused, staring at the sticker. In the end, he decided not to dwell on it.

"Let’s skip this week. It’s not the right time yet," he told Bai Yuyou.

The girl nodded obediently.

With that little episode behind them, the two resumed their activities. Ye Shuang watched some educational videos before switching to lighter content. Noticing the noise from his phone, he glanced up at Bai Yuyou.

The girl had returned to her earlier posture—leaning against the armrest of the sofa, practicing her guitar with her legs stretched out.

Sensing his gaze, she tilted her head slightly.

"Nothing, keep practicing," Ye Shuang said.

Bai Yuyou lowered her head and continued playing. Ye Shuang stopped watching videos and simply listened to the notes she strummed. Though not particularly melodious, the sound brought an unexpected sense of calm.

Night deepened.

"Time to brush your teeth," Ye Shuang said, checking the time.

"Ye Shuang…"

"Make a baby." The girl tugged at his sleeve.

Ye Shuang: "…"

"Not now. Go brush your teeth," he said flatly.

Bai Yuyou obediently closed her mouth and went to the bathroom. But when she returned, she slipped him a note—

【(´,,•ω•,,)♡ Ye Shuang, make a baby~】

Ye Shuang: "…"

"Are we really doing this?"

At that moment, he wanted to smack both this clueless girl’s bottom and Keke’s for putting such ideas in her head.

……

The night passed without further incident. The next morning, after updating his novel, Ye Shuang headed to the school clinic.

No sooner had he sat down than his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Teacher Bai, are you busy?" The caller was another faculty member. Ye Shuang found the voice unfamiliar. "Not really…"

"How did you get my number?"

"I asked in the group chat if any teachers were free for second period, and someone from HR sent me your contact," the voice explained. "Teacher Bai, could you cover a math class for Class A?"

HR?

Ye Shuang was baffled. He was just a school nurse—HR should know that. Why would they give out his number?

"Which HR person?" he asked.

"New hire, I think. Their nickname in the group is ‘Little Fish.’ Do you know them?"

Ye Shuang: "…"

"What’s their profile picture?"

"Let me check… A black-and-white ninja shuriken."

Ye Shuang fell silent again.

"Teacher Bai, do you have time?" the caller pressed. Ye Shuang had only spoken to this teacher a few times before, mostly to gather intel on Bai Yuyou’s school life.

Normally, class substitutions weren’t arranged so hastily—they required advance notice and approval. This had to be an emergency, like last time with Teacher Chen. He wondered if her fracture had healed.

"Class A—which grade?"

"Third year, of course. Teacher Bai, you’re such a joker."

So, Bai Yuyou’s class. Intrigued, Ye Shuang agreed. "Send me the lesson materials."

"Great! It’s just going over a test—nothing complicated."

"Fine."

After hanging up, Ye Shuang scrolled through his contacts until he found the ninja shuriken avatar—An Shiyu.

Of course it was her.

Now posing as HR? She really had too much free time.

Ye Shuang didn’t know where to begin with this troublemaker. An Shiyu was just here for the chaos.

"Could be interesting to see how they behave in class."

He didn’t mind. Soon, the other teacher delivered the test papers, complete with answer keys. Ye Shuang skimmed through the solutions, ensuring he could explain them smoothly.

"Almost time. Let’s go."

Checking the clock, he grabbed the materials and headed to Class A.

If the students asked, he’d just say he was a passing school nurse. And what’s so strange about a nurse substituting, anyway?

……

Class A.

"What? No luck?" During break, Tang Keke asked about last night’s events. When she learned Ye Shuang hadn’t budged, she looked utterly bewildered.

"This face!" She pointed at Bai Yuyou’s delicate features.

"This figure!" She gestured at the girl’s ample chest.

"Bro’s willpower is insane?!" Tang Keke didn’t get it, but she was impressed.

Finally, she reached a conclusion. "Yuyou, do you think Brother might be…"

She crooked her index finger suggestively.

Bai Yuyou, however, slowly looked up and murmured, "Ye Shuang…"

"Yeah, I’m talking about him," Tang Keke said, then noticed Bai Yuyou’s gaze was oddly fixed—on something behind her.

She turned around and froze.

Standing right there was Ye Shuang.

Tang Keke: OvO...

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