The Man in the Bathtub Didn't Appear

Yu Xiaochun spoke with such fervor that spit flew: "...And you know what, Wenrou? That ugly monster is vicious. The moment the senior left, she threw your notes straight into the trash! She wasn't looking for reference materials at all; she was clearly using it as an excuse to hit on the senior. Otherwise, why would she have applied seven or eight layers of powder, deliberately trying to whiten that ugly face of hers..."

Threw her notes in the trash?

So arrogant?

Qin Wenrou's expression shifted.

However, her tone over the phone remained soft: "Xiaochun, are you sure you didn't see it wrong? The academy doesn't allow makeup; did she really apply powder?"

The medical school had strict regulations; makeup was not permitted inside the laboratories.

Reminded of this, Yu Xiaochun suddenly realized: "That's right! Not only is her wearing powder disgusting, but it also violates academy rules. I'm going to report her! Hmph, next class I'm going to expose her true face and scrape a layer of powder right off her skin!"

Qin Wenrou remained calm and gently persuaded her: "Xiaochun, calm down. Is your injury feeling any better? I heard those caterpillars are quite poisonous; I'll find some medicine for you. Please don't be impulsive. They say ugly people are always up to no good, and since you're outnumbered in Class 2, don't go picking a fight alone and get bullied by her..."

Yu Xiaochun: "Right, I need to get the sports minister from our student council to help. She's trained in boxing and is a shot put expert. Heh, we'll pin that ugly monster against the wall and scrape a layer of skin off her face!"

Even though she had started the call to report to Qin Wenrou, somehow, as she spoke, Yu Xiaochun became even angrier and more furious than Qin Wenrou, itching to give Lan Qingxin a sound thrashing!

Qin Wenrou hung up the phone, pondered for a moment, and immediately sent a voice message to Lan Yingjun: "Brother Jun, you've moved all the medicinal herbs from the warehouse, right? I wonder if you could help me with a small favor? Today is my sister's funeral, and I'm so sad; my heart seems to be hurting a little again..."

Soon, Lan Yingjun replied with several WeChat messages.

He also called to express concern about her condition: "Don't worry. The heart your sister left behind will be ready for your surgery soon. I will find the best experts to perform it for you..."

Qin Wenrou felt relieved: "I knew Brother Jun was the best to me! Without my sister, I will rely on Brother Jun for the rest of my life. Brother Jun is the most outstanding!"

Lan Yingjun was so flattered that he felt extremely pleased: "Once I finish up with the company matters, I'll come to your class to see you."

Qin Wenrou nodded vigorously, acting sensible: "Mm-hmm, work is important. You go ahead."

She didn't even take an ugly monster like Lan Qingxin seriously; she certainly wasn't a threat to her position in Brother Jun's heart. Letting Yu Xiaochun handle her would be enough.

Perhaps because she had witnessed her own funeral, that night, Qin Xin's dreams were filled with images of Qin Shuang berating Qin Wenrou and weeping while clutching her belongings.

Her heart felt heavy.

In the morning, she couldn't help but apply her makeup to look even uglier.

However, because of these dreams, the rough man from the bathtub didn't appear again.

Was this a blessing in disguise?

The morning class was an anatomy lab review.

With finals approaching, laboratory space was in high demand. Gou Dachun had specifically requested the largest anatomy lab and adjusted the schedule so that Class 1 and Class 2 could observe together.

"Everyone, be serious! No loud noises! The exam points are all in here; don't say I didn't leak the questions in advance!" Gou Dachun stood at the entrance, emphasizing discipline with a muffled, grumpy voice.

Seeing Qin Xin walk into the lab last, looking nonchalant, and fiddling with her phone instead of studying the specimens, his lips twitched. He couldn't help but glare fiercely at her, making a pointed remark: "Some people with poor grades should have some self-awareness. If you aren't going to study, at least don't be a black sheep and affect others!"

Before he could finish, Ao Xinghao sauntered over to Qin Xin's side, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Gou Dachun with a mocking smile: "Teacher Gou, I heard you made a public bet in the office—that if our classmate Qingxin passes the final exam, you'll write your name backward?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone's gaze converged on them.

Qin Wenrou also looked up toward their direction.

[--Mini Theater--]

Lord Qing: Want me to fail?

Gou Dachun: Hmph, I want you to drop out!

Lord Qing: Don't you want QUEEN to revise your thesis anymore?

Gou Dachun: I do, I do, I do!

Lord Qing: But you have to call QUEEN 'Daddy'.

Gou Dachun: Daddy!

Lord Qing: And you have to write your name backward.

Gou Dachun: I am a stupid big dog, woof woof woof! No, wait... who are you?!