âAs for the issue of lying, this topic has always been a matter of dispute in the industry. Some argue that white lies are acceptable, while others believe they are not. In my opinion, as long as the lie does not serve a profit-seeking purpose, and is told for the wellbeing of the patients, it is permissible. But of course, it should not lead to serious consequences. So, when you do this, you must ensure a positive outcome.â
âIsnât whether itâs good or not still dependent on oneâs own judgmentâ¦â Xiao Qian muttered under her breath.
âWhat did you say?â
âNothing! I mean, Iâve learned a lot! Teacher, your words have enlightened me. Henceforth, Iâll practice medicine based on this standard. So⦠if one day, you find out that I deceived a patient for their own good, and I didnât seek any profit, would you slap me?â
Professor Liu was entertained by her question, âIn all my years of teaching, I have never hit any of my students, even those who have fabricated their research papers. How could I ever hit you?â
This little girl really has a way with words; Professor Liu liked her.
In Xiao Qianâs mind, the old lady must have only slapped one student in her past life: herself. Why did she feel like she had just won a major award?
But who would ever want such an award⦠Feeling so wronged, she sighed internally.
âBut little Steel Cannonââ
âTeacher, what did you call me!!!â Xiao Qian was on the verge of breaking down, what on earth is Steel Cannon!
âLittle Steel Cannon, you and Yu Gangdan make a perfect pair. I think you live up to this name. After teaching so many students over the years, you are the one who has surprised me the most and also given me the most anxiety. I feel like youâre progressing too fast, advancing at breakneck speed. I fear that your talent might lead you astray from the principle of patient care. I have such high hopes for you, so I will hold you to a higher standard. If you ever disappoint me, I might actually hit you, but, I would also blame myself.â
She blamed herself for failing to guide a promising student well.
The teacher would feel ashamed if a student failed. Alexander Pope once said, âTo err is human.â Although she had yet to teach Xiao Qian anything substantial, Professor Liu had already regarded Xiao Qian as her own. She was eager to pass on all her knowledge, so as to not disappoint Xiao Qianâs trust in calling her âteacherâ.
When she looked up, she saw Xiao Qianâs eyes well up with tears. Professor Liuâs heart softened, and she waved to her, âI was just joking. Donât be scared, donâtââ
Professor Liu stopped as Xiao Qian covered her mouth and ran out.
Yu Minglang had managed to resolve things with Uncle Liu. He decided to stop drinking, checked out of his room, and came straight here.
Uncle Liu stood outside the patientâs room, uncertain of what to do. Yu Minglang gave him a thumbs-up, and Uncle Liu took a deep breath as if heading into a battleground, and walked in.
Yu Minglang didnât see Xiao Qian. He searched around and found his precious one sitting by the flower bed, wiping her tears.
Yu Minglangâs heart ached. He walked over quickly, sat on the edge of the flower bed, and let her sit on his lap.
âWhy are you crying? Did Auntie Liu say something? She has that sort of temper, you shouldnât let it affect you. Besides, itâs not even warm now, how can you sit on the flower bed? What if you catch a cold?â
Xiao Qian didnât want to cry, but she was very upset at the moment. Seeing Yu Minglang come over, she hugged him directly and buried her face in his chest.
âXiao Qiang, I was wrong, I was really wrong.â
Had it not been for her teacherâs words today, Xiao Qian wouldnât have known the feelings her teacher went through the time she slapped Xiao Qian in their past life.
So, when the teacher slapped her, she was distressed too. She must have blamed herself for not teaching Xiao Qian well. If she didnât have a unique affection for Xiao Qian, why would she have laid hands on her?
Xiao Qian had always been indignant about that slap. She wanted to prove herself, but after the conversation just now, Xiao Qian understood completely.
This feeling made her very upset.
Yu Minglang seldom saw Xiao Qian lose control of her emotions. When she cried her heart out, he gently patted her. It took a full three minutes for Xiao Qianâs emotions to calm down. Yu Minglang gently wiped away her tears, his actions unspeakably gentle.
âThereâs still a wind, stop crying, or your face will get chapped.â
âIâ¦I just nowâââ She only just realized that she had lost control of her emotions in front of him. Trying to retreat from his embrace and return to her decisive and wise self, she was kept in his arms, unable to break free.
âYou little devil, you sobbed so fervently just now when you needed comfort, and now that youâve recovered, you want to run away?â
He lowered his head to give a light kiss, then let go of her, allowing her to maintain her sitting position on his lap, his hand gently stroking her back.
âWhy did you cry?â
âI was just chatting with my teacher for a bit. I initially wanted to comfort her, but then I ended up feeling very upset.â
Whenever Xiao Qian thought about her heartbreaking past, she found it hard to separate her emotions from the sad events of her past lives. Mention it, and she would be overwhelmed by sorrow.
âIs it about Auntie Liuâs family affair?â Yu Minglang thought for a moment and pinched her nose, âHavenât you already thought about how to handle it? I noticed that ever since you came back from the mountain valley, youâve become particularly fond of fooling people.â
Of course, he had figured it out. Xiao Qian adjusted her glasses and still sounded nasal. She looked serious, but to him, she was utterly adorable.
âHow could you call it fooling people? Thatâs a white lie!â
âArenât you afraid of being seen through by your teacher?â
It was impressive that she even came up with such a plan!
Auntie Liu was a doctoral supervisor in psychology. Xiao Qian had managed to pull the wool over her eyes. She was quite audacious.
âDoes the teacher even have the mind to think about this right now? I plan to collude with the doctor to make her rest for three days and prevent her from leaving the hospital. During this time, Iâll manage Master, who Iâve found easier to handle.â
What Xiao Qian could do for her teacher was just that much. But truthfully, she was not satisfied.
âI always feel like there should be a better way. Now, although Iâm going along with Liu Liâs words and claiming that he has a manic disorder, Iâm merely deceiving my teacher temporarily to buy Master three days of time so that the teacher might change her mind. But what if, in three days, Master isnât convinced and the teacher finds out about me and Liu Liâs lies. What should I do then?â
âAfraid Auntie Liu will hit you?â
âNot to that extent. Anyway, it was her son who misled me first, my diagnosis was simply incorrect at most. Iâm still a child, she wonât bear to hit me.â
Xiao Qian spoke as if it was a matter of fact.
Yu Minglang mentally scoffed, what a child! When she was fooling people, she did it even better than Auntie Liu herself. Now that she was afraid of being scolded, she remembered to pretend to be innocent.
Ming Lang sighed with regret, always just one step away from getting meat.
âWhat are you thinking about?â Xiao Qian waved her hand in front of Yu Minglangâs eyes.
Yu Minglang serious replied, âIâm contemplating a very serious issue.â
â¦Of course, he couldnât share this âseriousâ issue with her.
âReally?â What serious issue could make him look as though he had been starving for several years? Xiao Qian was very doubtful.