Count Yourself Lucky
Jiang Hao ate delicious food in the warm, intimate company of a beauty, while someone else fumed with anger.
Zhang Dean was grading papers. He had originally thought that if he came across Xu Xian's paper, or even Bai Suzhen's paper, he would pick apart every possible flaw. Even if a single stroke was wrong, he would give them a poor evaluation.
Unfortunately, heaven did not grant his wish. Of the ten papers assigned to him, none belonged to Xu Xian or Bai Suzhen.
What angered him even more was that when the scores were tallied, the two highest-scoring papers were precisely the two he least wanted to see advance.
The president of the Three Sovereigns Patriarch Association held Xu Xian's paper and nodded repeatedly. "Xu Xian's answers are highly appropriate. There is not a single error in the medical content, and his handwriting is exceptionally beautiful. There is no problem awarding him first place."
The two Chief Examiners agreed as well.
Picking up Bai Suzhen's paper, the president said, "Miss Bai's paper is also excellent. Her answers are rigorous and exactly match the texts, while her handwriting is delicate and elegant. There is no problem placing her second."
Hearing those two names, Zhang Dean felt as miserable as could be. He had intended to crush the two of them, yet they had taken first and second place instead. The feeling was like venomous snakes gnawing at his heart, leaving him utterly miserable.
And he could not tell anyone about it. He could only stew over it in secret.
He narrowed his eyes.
This afternoon, I'll be in charge of assigning patients. I'll definitely find the hardest cases for you. Let's see how you deal with them. Hmph!
That afternoon, the medical examinees gathered once more at