Chapter 318 The Background Fiancée in Campus Novel (21)

Chapter 318 The Background Fiancée in a Campus Story (21)

Under Song Yijin's piercing stare, the trio walked in carrying an obnoxiously bright apple.

"School Doctor Song, we meet again." As soon as Cen Yinghuai entered, he placed the apple on Song Yijin's desk.

Song Yijin found it utterly baffling. He pushed the apple away with slight disdain and asked, puzzled, "For me?"

"Just showing appreciation."

"Appreciate you looking after my buddy."

He said brashly, Cen Yinghuai's smile even carried a hint of sincerity.

"You visit a patient and bring me an apple?"

Not seeing any issue with the logic, the young master affirmed, "Don’t sweat it, School Doctor Song."

"Just a little something."

The big apple left behind by Cao Zhong.

For all he knew, it could be poisoned.

Since he already disliked the handsome school doctor before him, Cen Yinghuai just chucked it at Song Yijin!

Right in front of Cen Yinghuai, Song Yijin started his usual disinfecting spiel...

Rude much?

While wiping the apple, Song Yijin almost blasted disinfectant in Cen Yinghuai’s face!

Amid the pungent smell, the young master heard Song Yijin speak coldly, "It’s a thing I do. Deal with it."

"If it bothers you, stay away."

What a freak!

Whether it was his imagination or not, Cen Yinghuai couldn't shake the feeling that School Doctor Song was looking at him like he was a cockroach...

Pure, unfiltered disgust!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Xin Ke had darted straight to Tang Qing!

The ‘angel’ still looked pale. Remembering how Tang Qing had looked on the track today, Xin Ke was once again wracked with guilt.

She immediately blurted out an apology—

"Tang Qing, this is all on me..."

"I was dead weight and screwed you over..."

They’d made a promise at the finish line—she was supposed to catch Tang Qing...

But Cen Yinghuai moved too fast!

He cut her off before she could, swooping in to catch the ‘angel’ himself...

Xin Ke scowled at her useless hands—totally worthless!

At that moment, Tang Qing reached out comfortingly, grasping Xin Ke's wrist, "I'm fine."

"Xin Ke..."

Pausing slightly, Tang Qing continued, "After finishing the 3,000-meter run today, I kept thinking to myself..."

"Good thing I was the one who ran it."

Xin Ke could never handle that intensity.

Recalling the original storyline's description of Xin Ke's struggles, Tang Qing smiled in relief, "I'm glad I could help you."

She’s such an angel!

Dazed, Xin Ke stared at her. All her struggles and frustrations from St. John's University melted away in an instant!

Here, Tang Qing was the best thing that ever happened to her.

Just as tears welled up in her eyes, Shen Shu suddenly broke the cozy mood.

"Your shoe’s untied."

"What?"

Glancing down instinctively, Xin Ke grew even more confused, "You sure?"

"It's not loose."

As she looked down, when she raised her head again, Xin Ke was shocked to find...

Shen Shu...

Had somehow taken her place.

The dorm’s usually stern top student was weirdly nice today, even handing the angel a cup of water!

"Drink."

Flustered by the kindness, Tang Qing took a sip and smiled, "Thank you."

"Here, for you."

Suddenly, Shen Shu produced a bullet casing!

"The casing from today’s 3,000-meter starting gun."

As Shen Shu explained, Xin Ke gaped in shock!

The top student had actually picked up the bullet casing!

Who knew he had it in him!

"Nice job finishing the race." In front of everyone, Top Student Shen handed the casing to Tang Qing and added, "Here. A souvenir."

Though he sounded flat, Xin Ke still felt...

Top Student Shen was acting weird today!

What's he doing...

Is he comforting the little angel?

While still lost in thought observing, Cen's eldest young master's voice came through, "Shen Shu, have you lost your mind?"

"Why so mushy?"

"You... are you that close with Tang Qing?"

I've known Shen Shu for over a decade, but I've never received a gift from him at any birthday party.

He's just an oddball who doesn't fit in, who dislikes everyone equally.

As if looking at some rare creature, Cen Yinghuai even placed his hand on the class genius's forehead to feel, exclaiming in surprise, "No fever..."

Shen Shu: "Fuck off."

The buddy-buddy act in the dorm was getting on Song Yijin's nerves. The doctor knocked on the table and coldly reminded, "Too noisy."

"He needs rest."

Xin Ke: "Then... can we take him back to rest?"

"No, he needs to be monitored."

Hearing School Doctor Song's answer, Xin Ke pouted, disappointed, then turned her gaze to the little angel and said softly, "Tang Qing, then... rest well."

"Wait for the doctor's okay, and I'll come get you then."

Cen Yinghuai: "I'll come too!"

"I'm strong enough to carry you!"

Song Yijin's cold voice came again, "There's a wheelchair."

"No need for you."

Wait...

Is this guy targeting me or what?

The rich kid was baffled. In the school doctor's no-nonsense tone, there always seemed to be a barb...

Scratching his head and looking back, all he could see were Song Yijin's gloomy eyes...

The group came in making a racket and left dragging their feet.

Especially Xin Ke, if School Doctor Song hadn't glared at her, she would've stayed the night!

"School Doctor Song..."

Before leaving, Shen Shu suddenly pointed at the medicine cabinet and asked, "Is this fever medicine?"

Song Yijin glanced and replied, "Yes."

"Oh... so School Doctor Song has fever medicine here."

Catching the implication, Song Yijin's face stayed blank as he slowly added, "I also have fever injections here."

"It takes effect faster."

Shen Shu: "I heard."

"Thanks for last time... for School Doctor Song's extra attention."

Honeyed words with a sting.

Song Yijin: "All part of the job."

"But for someone like Shen... still scared of needles at your age..."

"Pretty unusual."

Shen Shu's lips instantly thinned!

"You're pretty popular." After the trio left, Song Yijin finally took a moment to glance at Tang Qing.

The one who spoke earlier...

must've been the last roommate.

Who knew it'd be the Shen family's Shen Shu?

Rumors say this young master is icy and distant, disliking closeness with others...

But just now...

he was pretty concerned about Tang Qing.

Toying with the bullet casing in her hand, Tang Qing grinned like a little fox, "Yeah."

"People seem to like me."

Looking at Tang Qing’s smile now, Song Yijin felt... the irritation he’d kept down flaring up again!

"Doctor Song, help me out?"

"Mind giving me a hand?"

Tang Qing suddenly made the request, her gaze at Song Yijin with a hint of puppy-dog eyes, "My back’s sore from lying down so long."

Song Yijin: "Tough enough to run 3K, but not strong enough to get up on your own?"

"Not even a little."

"Pretty please?"

Looking into Tang Qing’s eyes, Song Yijin knew all too well.

The girl in front of him had his number...

Her inability to get up was probably faking it.

Like a cat toying with a mouse, she always manipulated him so easily...

Song Yijin went quiet for a beat.

In the end, he still stepped forward and helped Tang Qing up.

When touching Tang Qing, the temperature at his fingertips seemed something he'd been waiting for, and his chest tightened unexpectedly for a moment.

"Thank you, Dr. Song!"

Amid Tang Qing's mischievous grin, Song Yijin subconsciously pressed his lips together, his expression unreadable...

The infirmary bed had a manual crank.

He could've just used the crank...

He had always hated physical contact with others the most...

System announcement: "Detected increase in Song Yijin's affection points. Current affection points: 37."