Chapter 2417: Different Versions
The three young ones nodded while eating: Right, right, right, it was Teacher Cao who guided them through it.
"What kind of surgery did he teach you guys?" As Ren Chongda hadn’t seen the Cao Family’s Second Child perform surgery himself, he was equally curious about Second Brother Cao’s skill level.
"Does he have any secret techniques?" Senior Zhu Huicang chased them with the question.
The three young ones buried their heads in their meals, unsure how to answer, fearing that admitting they performed it themselves would disappoint their teacher and seniors.
"Is it hard to say? Can’t you share the knowledge you learned with your teacher?" Ren Chongda was surprised that even he, the counselor, couldn’t get the secret.
If Senior Cao were here, he could help them out. Xie Wanying thought about this and unconsciously glanced at the doorway.
"Looking for your Senior Cao?"
The others caught her little gesture and teased her with a smile.
Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao appears, Cao Yong finally arrived, carrying chicken soup bought somewhere else for the junior disciples. Upon entering, he didn’t let the two old classmates off the hook, sternly expressed dissatisfaction: "What are you forcing them to admit?"
Zhu Huicang and Ren Chongda glared at him, knowing he would undoubtedly stand up for her unconditionally once he arrived.
Cao Yong wouldn’t admit that he was speaking up for all the junior and young disciples.
"Drink the soup." He divided the soup among the three young ones, personally handed the last bowl to her, and sat beside her.
"Thank you, Senior." Xie Wanying took the soup, feeling a bit worried. Student Wei helped her by carrying the cake over; she was wondering how she should bring it up later.
Cao Yong pretended he didn’t know, though he had intentionally taken a step slower entering earlier.
"Yingying." Student Wei arrived with the cake.
Not only were the two of them nervous now, but everyone present felt their hearts pounding.
The atmosphere in the office for a moment was tense, like a string about to break. Zhu Huicang patted his chest.
What are you touching? Haven’t you dated and married a wife? Ren Chongda turned his head, puzzled by his actions.
As for himself, he wasn’t nervous about it. Zhu Huicang swore, he and his wife’s relationship was different; they were honest with each other, would speak their minds, argue without fear of disagreement. Nothing like the subtle tension between these two, best described as enigmatic or even autistic.
Student Wei handed the cake to Student Xie, rubbed his nose, and slipped away, knowing he shouldn’t play third wheel now.
Holding the cake, Xie Wanying’s nerves caused her hair to stand on end, she stood up and said: "Senior, our cake might be a bit big."
Student Xie, what are you saying? Everyone present was startled. In any version of their imaginations, it absolutely did not include such a sentence from Student Xie.
Cao Yong was a bit stunned for a moment, then laughed, the dimples at the corners of his mouth resembling a crystalline spring gushing forth.
When the senior smiles, it’s extraordinarily charming, making even her, someone not into idols, imagine she’s watching a singer on stage playing guitar and smiling at her. As that thought flashed through her mind, she was ashamed and wanted to look down instantly. What was she thinking? The senior isn’t an entertainment celebrity; he’s a real-life medical expert. Her admiration for the senior should be for his skill.
After being laughed at by the senior, Xie Wanying confessed awkwardly: "We followed the senior’s instructions and forgot to consider the size." She implied she and her classmates were silly. The senior mentioned the formula for an eight-inch cake, but they should have adjusted the portion size accordingly during preparation, rather than realizing too late after it was made.