Liu Qingyan strolled between the bookshelves, selected two books, and went to the nearest window-side seat.
Then, under the expectant gaze of a certain young girl, she sat down opposite her.
"Hello, Doctor Liu!"
Liu Qingyan raised her eyes and remembered who the young girl was.
"You're Professor Liu's student. I remember you—you're Qin Yuyan."
"Yes, yes, that's me!"
The young girl nodded repeatedly, thrilled that Liu Qingyan still remembered her, like an overexcited fangirl.
"Holy crap, it's top student Qin!"
"Damn, it's Qin Yuyan, who earned three degrees in three years of university!"
"Why is she in the library too?"
"Too many women, too few men. When will us guys finally rise up?"
"You want Song Yaxuan to come over too?"
"Holy crap, forget it. I'd rather admire Professor Liu and top student Qin from afar than see that Song guy hanging around them."
"Hahaha, that's painfully real!"
"A man's rival will always be another man, and a woman's rival will always be another woman. Look at those girls nearby—their eyes are full of jealousy when they look at Qin Yuyan, hahaha!"
It was as though merely being able to sit with Liu Qingyan was something worth boasting about.
But Qin Yuyan did not strike up a conversation with Liu Qingyan, because Liu Qingyan had already immersed herself in the medical text spread open before her.
She turned the pages attentively while taking equally careful notes.
Qin Yuyan could not see what Liu Qingyan was writing from across the table. Otherwise, she would have discovered that Liu Qingyan was not merely copying down key points, but directly writing her own insights and critiques, marking errors, and carrying out further deductions.
Liu Qingyan only needed to read a medical book once to spot its flaws and bring forth the new