The girl immediately felt goosebumps rise on her skin, but she still sat down in front of Ye Shuang and stretched out her leg for him to bandage. Though his tone had been a little odd earlier, he was handsome enough that she could overlook it.
Ye Shuang stood up and fetched a bottle of hydrogen peroxide from the cabinet. "This wound looks like it’s from a fall. I’ll disinfect it first—it might sting a bit."
"Okay."
Ye Shuang cleaned the wound with the hydrogen peroxide, which was effective at killing certain bacteria but could cause a slight burning sensation. After disinfecting it, he sprayed some Yunnan Baiyao on it. "The cut is shallow. Try not to get it wet, avoid spicy food, and it shouldn’t leave a scar."
"Thanks."
Just as the girl finished speaking, Ye Shuang suddenly pulled out a tube of erythromycin ointment from the cabinet. "Also, use this if there’s any bleeding recently… otherwise, you might get hemorrhoids."
She reflexively took it, then froze. "Hemorrhoids?"
A second later, it hit her. "H-how did you know I’ve been bleeding lately?!"
Holy crap, this school doctor is insane—can he diagnose just by looking?!
Instinctively, she covered herself, feeling as if she’d been stripped bare in front of him.
"Don’t be so nervous. I am the school doctor, after all." Ye Shuang chuckled, brushing it off.
Right, he’s a doctor. He probably has some method of knowing.
Clueless about medicine, she accepted the explanation without further thought.
After seeing the girl out, Ye Shuang returned to his seat, waiting for lunch break while continuing to study basic medical knowledge.
Time passed quickly, and soon, lunch arrived.
Ye Shuang headed to the cafeteria. The faculty and student cafeterias were separate, and though he was technically the school doctor, he was treated no differently from a teacher here.
The faculty cafeteria was free—Yinshan Academy provided complimentary meals and lodging.
Grabbing a simple lunch, Ye Shuang settled into a corner seat. Around him, teachers gradually filled the tables, chatting about school gossip and the latest cheating scandals.
"One of my students had the top scorer hide answers in the bathroom sink, and the weaker students went to retrieve them."
"That’s nothing. One of mine wore high-tech glasses that displayed the answers right in front of him. Can you believe it?"
"Don’t even get me started on the boys. A girl in my class wrote the answers on her inner thigh and kept lifting her skirt—distracted every guy in the room."
"If only they put half that effort into actually studying..."
The invigilators grumbled among themselves while Ye Shuang quietly listened. Eventually, the teachers finished eating and left, but Ye Shuang lingered, scrolling through medical content on his phone as he ate at a leisurely pace.
Then, he noticed an elderly man sitting across from him.
The man was small and wiry, dressed in a casual T-shirt, yet he exuded an inexplicable aura—like facing a wolf.
Ye Shuang glanced around. With so many empty seats available after the teachers left, why had this old man chosen to sit right in front of him?
But he didn’t dwell on it. Eccentric old men weren’t exactly rare.
Just as Ye Shuang was about to stand and leave, the old man suddenly spoke. "You’re Ye Shuang?"
Hearing his name, Ye Shuang paused, then studied the man carefully.
[Character: Anshi Yilang
Retired ninja, one of Yinshan Academy’s board members. Recently experiencing heart issues. A doting grandfather…]
Huh?
What kind of info is this?
And that surname… Was this old man An Shiyu’s grandfather?
Also, a ninja?
Ye Shuang suddenly recalled An Shiyu’s words—Wait, you’re actually a ninja?!
But the name didn’t sound local.
"Is there something you need?" Ye Shuang asked cautiously.
"Hmph." The old man snorted, glaring at him with clear hostility. "You’re nothing special—just a little handsome. Why would Xiaoyu take a liking to you?"
Ye Shuang: "..."
"Sir, I think there’s been a misunderstanding," Ye Shuang said. "And I’m not entirely sure who this ‘Xiaoyu’ is."
"An Shiyu," Anshi Yilang said in a strange tone.
Ye Shuang pretended to realize, but still replied, "You’ve got the wrong idea. We’re not in that kind of relationship."
"What, is Xiaoyu not good enough for you?" Anshi Yilang snapped.
Ye Shuang sighed internally.
Are you serious?
"She is," Ye Shuang conceded.
"Ah! So you do have that kind of relationship!"
Ye Shuang: "..."
Old man, are you done yet?
"That girl even arranged a job for you at the school. I’ve already looked into your background—a former entertainment company CEO who suddenly knows medicine?" Anshi Yilang narrowed his eyes. "What’s your real motive for getting close to Xiaoyu?"
Studying the old man, Ye Shuang recalled the "doting grandfather" detail and smirked. "Sir… are you jealous?"
Anshi Yilang stiffened, his face flushing. "W-what nonsense! Why would I be jealous of a brat like you?!"
"A-An Shiyu’s chosen man must pass my approval! That’s the Anshi family rule!"
"I-I’m not worried about Xiaoyu at all! Hmph!"
What’s with the "hmph," old man?!
You’re not some tsundere anime girl!
Suppressing the urge to complain, Ye Shuang calmly reiterated that his relationship with An Shiyu wasn’t what the old man imagined.
"As for my medical skills…" Ye Shuang’s gaze lingered on Anshi Yilang, then he adopted a mysterious tone. "Sir, let me check your pulse."
"I’m not sick."
"Afraid to let me try?" Ye Shuang goaded.
"Tch. Fine, brat. Let’s see what tricks you’ve got." Seeing through the taunt, Anshi Yilang extended his wrist anyway.
Ye Shuang pretended to take his pulse, then frowned gravely. "Sir, you need to get your heart checked at a hospital."
"My heart’s fine. I run five kilometers every morning, and my heartbeat’s steady." Anshi Yilang scoffed, as if confirming Ye Shuang’s "medical skills" were a sham.
Since when could a pulse check diagnose heart disease?
Unfazed, Ye Shuang said, "Go get examined first. If I’m wrong, I’ll stay away from An Shiyu forever and quit this job."
Not like distancing himself from An Shiyu was any loss.
"Deal. If you’re right, I won’t interfere with Xiaoyu!"
"That really isn’t necessary…"
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