The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 50: Caught into a cocky mouth
After seeing Chu Jiuli and Chu Youting off, Zhang Muchen casually closed the door and was about to raise his hand to tap Wang Shishi's head.

However, Wang Shishi reacted quickly, nimbly dodging to the side and looking at him with a grin.

"Dude, buddy, don't do it!"

She covered her head with her hands, looking completely innocent: "I've already clarified things for you."

Zhang Muchen crossed his arms and said in a dangerous tone, "Bro, you keep ruining my reputation. If you dare to do it again, just wait and see..."

"Trying to kill me?" Wang Shishi retorted.

She raised her fair chin, adopting a posture of facing death without fear: "Come on, don't pity me just because I'm a delicate flower."

Zhang Muchen: "..."

Are you fucking crazy?

Wang Shishi looked at his speechless expression and giggled, laughing so hard her shoulders shook.

"Hehe, buddy, aren't you going to review the key points from the book?"

Wang Shishi pointed to several thick professional books on the coffee table.

Zhang Muchen glanced at it, then lazily spread his hands: "No need, it's all in my head."

Wang Shishi narrowed her eyes suspiciously: "I don't believe it, unless you have memory bread."

Zhang Muchen shrugged.

He does have memory bread, but it's a juiced version.

Suddenly, Wang Shishi's phone rang.

"Hey, Third Aunt."

After the call was connected, Wang Shishi's expression changed instantly.

"What? Uncle Three is in the hospital? What happened?"

The smile on her face vanished completely, replaced by worry in her eyes.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Shishi's third aunt, Wu Zhenglan, said urgently, "Your third uncle suddenly said he felt tightness in his chest and had difficulty breathing. After being taken to the hospital, the doctor said it was a lung infection and he needs to be hospitalized for intravenous observation."

"Shishi, we can't make it to dinner tonight."

Wang Shishi: "Third Aunt, who has time to worry about dinner parties now? Which hospital are you in? I'll go see Third Uncle."

On the other end of the phone, Wu Zhenglan comforted her, "Shishi, don't worry, the doctor said that an IV drip will do the trick, there's nothing serious."

"No, which hospital?"

"People's Hospital".

Wang Shishi hung up the phone and turned to grab her coat.

"Dude, you're coming with me too."

I?
Zhang Muchen looked puzzled: "Your third uncle is in the hospital, what would I do there?"

As Wang Shishi zipped up her coat, she said matter-of-factly, "He's on an IV drip right now, so he might not be thinking clearly. Pretending to be a returned overseas master's graduate would definitely be more effective at this time."

Zhang Muchen: "..."

You're really a good niece to your third uncle.

People's Hospital, Department of Respiratory Medicine, Ward 606.

On the hospital bed, Wang Rubao, who was in his forties, lay there pale-faced, with a layer of sweat on his forehead.

He was breathing oxygen through his nose and had an IV drip in the back of his hand.

Wang Shishi approached the hospital bed with a worried expression and gently wiped the sweat from Wang Rubao's forehead with a tissue.

"Third Uncle, how are you feeling?" Wang Shishi asked softly.

Wang Rubao forced a smile, but just as he was about to say something, he suddenly coughed violently, his chest heaving and his face turning pale.

"Hey, Uncle, stop talking!" Wang Shishi patted Wang Rubao's shoulder.

Wu Zhenglan, who was standing nearby, gently comforted her, "Shishi, it's okay. The doctor said it's acute bronchitis with a bit of pneumonia. She'll be fine after a few days of IV fluids."

Wang Shishi frowned, feeling uneasy as she watched Wang Rubao's persistent, violent coughing.

"Third Aunt, Third Uncle seems quite ill. He's been coughing like this... Is the doctor's diagnosis really correct?"

Before Wu Zhenglan could speak, Zhang Muchen, standing to the side, had already been looking through Wang Rubao's lung CT scan and calmly began to speak:
"The doctor's diagnosis is correct."

As he stared at the scan, he slowly said, "The lung CT scan shows patchy high-density shadows in the lower right lung field with slightly blurred borders and local bronchial images around them, consistent with lung infection."

Wu Zhenglan and Wang Rubao were drawn to the professional terminology and curiously looked at the tall young man who had come in with Wang Shishi.

"You are..." Wu Zhenglan looked at Zhang Muchen. "Third Aunt, I forgot to introduce you. His name is Zhang Muchen, from England."

Wang Shishi lowered her head slightly halfway through her sentence and quickly glanced at her palm.

She had cheat sheets written on her palm.

"She has a Master of Medicine degree from the University of Bubrito's in the UK and just returned to China. We are pen pals."

Zhang Muchen: "..."

He turned his head to look at Wang Shishi with a speechless expression.

That's so unprofessional; they can't even remember the name of the university?
However, Wang Shishi looked at Zhang Muchen calmly and said, "Right, buddy?"

Zhang Muchen forced a smile: "Yes."

"Wow, no wonder they look so professional!" Wu Zhenglan's eyes lit up.

Wang Shishi stood to the side and quietly gave Zhang Muchen a thumbs up, saying in a low voice with admiration, "Dude, that line you just pulled was so professional! You completely fooled my third aunt. How did you make that up?"

Zhang Muchen shrugged, about to say that he had been reading, when Wang Rubao's gaze suddenly turned sharp towards him.

He paused slightly, then looked up and met Wang Rubao's gaze.

"Xiao Zhang," Wang Rubao said slowly in a slightly hoarse voice, staring intently at him.

"Are you studying medicine?"

The air suddenly felt a little frozen.

Wang Shishi blinked, her heart skipped a beat, fearing that her third uncle would see through her act.

She secretly reached out and pinched Zhang Muchen's arm, giving him a frantic look that said: Dude, keep acting!

Zhang Muchen smiled gently, her tone unhurried: "Yes, I did both my bachelor's and master's degrees there."

"Oh?" Wang Rubao narrowed his eyes slightly. "But you look very young, not like someone who just graduated with a master's degree. You don't seem much older than Shishi."

Wang Shishi raised her pretty eyebrows, just about to smooth things over, but Zhang Muchen spoke up unhurriedly.

"The key is good skincare. I took a beauty course at a foreign university for a semester. It taught scientific skincare and healthy eating to prevent skin aging."

"If needed, I can share some skincare tips with you, my aunt and uncle."

???

Wang Shishi stood by, dumbfounded.

Dude, even without a script, this is ridiculous!
Wang Shishi was about to reach out and pinch Zhang Muchen to signal him to tone it down when the latter suddenly looked at Wu Zhenglan beside him.

"But when it comes to skincare, Auntie's skincare is truly amazing."

He smiled slightly and said sincerely, "You don't look thirty at all. Look at your clean eyes and fair skin. I would believe you if you said you were Shishi's older sister."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhenglan chuckled, a smile playing on her lips.

She raised her hand and gently touched her face, a hint of pleasure flashing in her eyes.

"Oh, Zhang, you have such a sweet tongue. I'm forty, not thirty."

Wu Zhenglan chuckled and reached out to tidy her hair.

Wang Shishi stood to the side in silence.

Dude, please tone it down. It was my fault before.

Please don't turn my third aunt into a cuckold.

Zhang Muchen glanced at Wang Rubao without making a sound.

He could tell that Wang Rubao was a shrewd man. Even while lying in a hospital bed receiving an IV drip, his mind remained clear.

In comparison, Wu Zhenglan is easier to win over.

So Zhang Muchen decided to first improve his third aunt's favorability.

He smiled slightly and said, "Auntie, may I use a foreign language to compliment your appearance?"

Wu Zhenglan's eyes lit up, and she immediately nodded with a smile: "Okay, go ahead."

Zhang Muchen cleared his throat, gathered his strength in his dantian, and spoke:
"Yoshi~"

Wang Shishi: "."

I fucking made you come here.

(End of this chapter)