"It's a bit strange. When I came to the academy the last few times, the school clinic wasn't this crowded."
After seeing off a student, Ye Shuang finally had time to sit at his desk. He seemed a little puzzled—just this morning, seven or eight students had already come to the clinic, all with minor ailments.
Neck aches, back pains, itchy toes.
Anyone unaware might think another flu outbreak had arrived.
"Any ideas?" Ye Shuang looked at the two Fish beside him.
"Who knows?" An Shiyu clicked away on her game controller. Hearing Ye Shuang's question, she casually replied, "Maybe they're here to boost your performance metrics. How nice."
Ye Shuang: "..."
Just then, the clinic door knocked, and a girl peeked in. "Um, is School Doctor Ye in?"
"I'm here. What seems to be the problem?" Seeing a student arrive, Ye Shuang had to stand up again.
"I... I'm not feeling unwell. I just came to see." The girl looked somewhat embarrassed and was even sizing Ye Shuang up.
Ye Shuang: "?"
"Can I take a photo with School Doctor Ye?" the girl suddenly asked.
"Huh? Sure, but... why?"
"J-just for a photo."
"Oh..."
Though not fully understanding, Ye Shuang still took a photo with the girl.
"Teacher Ye, um... good luck on the forum." The girl, holding her phone, seemed to hesitate but then smiled and scurried away.
Forum?
What forum?
Ye Shuang: "..."
He picked up his phone, thought for a moment, and decided to open the official forum of Yinshan Academy.
[Third School Clinic, School Doctor Ye's Performance Art, "The Stubborn Fish"]
[Apparently, this posture helps him better understand patients' feelings.]
[One of Yinshan's Top Ten Most Touching Figures]
Accompanying image—
Ye Shuang tied up on the floor, flopping like a fish.
Posted by: Fish Tofu
Below were rows of replies, even comments about the "Yinshan Forum Army" setting out to check in.
In the latest reply, Ye Shuang saw the girl who had just taken the photo with him.
With the caption: [Took a photo with the National Rank Zhuang Zhou]
Ye Shuang: "..."
Expressionless, he walked over to Chao Yiyu and pointed at his phone.
"Hmm?" The Fish in question glanced up and said, "Not a bad photo."
"Thump!"
"Ow! What was that for?!" Chao Yiyu clutched her head.
"You posted this, didn't you?" Ye Shuang said.
"You're so weird. Why assume it was me?"
"This avatar and this name." Ye Shuang pointed at the dartboard pattern on the forum.
Chao Yiyu looked disdainful, then pulled out a phone and opened her forum account. "There are people who look identical in this world. Having a similar ID and avatar isn't that strange, right?"
Ye Shuang took a look.
ID: Fish Ball
Ye Shuang: "..."
"See?"
Expressionless, Ye Shuang poked the screen—
Switch account,
ID: Fish Ball
ID: Fish Tofu
ID: Sashimi
"Let's see you talk your way out of this now. Delete it!"
"Ehhh—"
Just as Ye Shuang was about to knead Chao Yiyu into dough, his phone rang.
"Hmm?" He looked and saw it was Chen Qin calling.
Ye Shuang composed himself a little, then stepped outside to answer.
"Hey, Qin."
"Ye, that idiot Chen Hai wants a divorce." Chen Qin's voice came through the phone, sounding weary.
Divorce?
Seriously?
"Because of Zhou Min? It hasn't even been that long..." Ye Shuang was stunned. Why was this happening?
"I'm not too clear on the details either. I'm busy overseas... have another partnership meeting soon." Chen Qin also sounded helpless. "Ye, could you go check on Chen Hai? I can't really return to the country right now."
"Yeah, got it."
"Love you, mwah~" Chen Qin blew a kiss over the phone. There was some foreign chatter in the background, and then she hung up.
Ye Shuang put down his phone, about to ponder the Chen Hai situation, when he noticed the two Fish standing at the door eavesdropping.
"What."
"That fatty's getting divorced?" An Shiyu asked.
"Seems so." Ye Shuang pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Impressive."
"Alright, you two stop gossiping about this." Ye Shuang shooed them back inside. Unexpectedly, An Shiyu looked leisurely. "Actually, I can help you with this."
"Help me? What do you mean?" Ye Shuang was taken aback.
An Shiyu suddenly put her hands behind her back and pulled out her phone. "Well, you see, I planted a little something in that Zhou Min's room."
"A little something?"
"A little something that can eavesdrop on people."
"When did you plant this thing?" Ye Shuang was baffled and instinctively asked.
"Aiya, I accidentally fell while looking for the bathroom and accidentally dropped the device under her bed." An Shiyu spread her hands innocently.
The bathroom is on the first floor. Isn't Zhou Min's room upstairs? Ye Shuang's lips twitched. That excuse is way too flimsy.
An Shiyu didn't explain further. She flipped her phone with her fingers, a faint, knowing smile on her face. On her wrist, a small platinum fish bracelet shimmered slightly.
"Want it?" An Shiyu asked.
"What do you think? What's on it?" Ye Shuang inquired, as he was also keen to know what was recorded.
"Aiya, I suddenly feel a bit of a neck ache." An Shiyu said.
"Me too." Chao Yiyu suddenly twisted her neck as well.
Ye Shuang: "..."
He had no choice but to massage their shoulders. However, An Shiyu seemed unaccustomed to physical contact. The moment Ye Shuang's hands touched her, she squirmed uncomfortably, only settling down after a while.
Chao Yiyu, on the other hand, was more nonchalant, even telling Ye Shuang to use more force while he was massaging her, saying he wasn't strong enough.
"Satisfied now?" Ye Shuang asked after finishing.
"Aiya, my legs are a bit sore too." Chao Yiyu pushed her luck, and An Shiyu seemed to tacitly agree.
The two Fish directly stretched their legs over—Seeing this, Ye Shuang had no choice but to massage their slender legs clad in one white and one black pair of tights. They were soft, not seeming like those of frequent exercisers. It was a mystery how they developed such athletic ability.
This time, however, both Fish got a bit ticklish from the rubbing and quickly pulled their legs back.
"Satisfied, Miss Fish and Miss Fish?" Ye Shuang asked, seeing this.
"Alright, take off your clothes." Chao Yiyu said. "Uncle, you wouldn't want to work so hard and still not get this recording, would you?"
Ye Shuang: "..."
But An Shiyu handed over a pair of earphones. "Alright, alright, here."
Ye Shuang took them and put them on.
...
...
Huh?
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