Chapter 106 Wen Han was surprised to learn that she had been...

“Come on, turn around,” Wen Han said. “Take off the patch on your neck first.”

The middle-aged man sitting opposite him twisted his neck and soon began to groan. Wen Han, who was typing a message, was shocked when she saw it and said, "Uncle, I meant for you to turn around, not to twist your neck!"

"Oh, oh." The other person looked embarrassed, turned away, and tore off the patch.

"Do you drink alcohol often?" Wen Han asked. "You should get your liver checked."

"You don't have cancer, do you?"

"No." Wen Han raised her head abruptly and shouted, "Next!"

An Omega was wearing a scarf around his neck, and after taking it off, there was a necklace. Wen Han could only wait for him to slowly put those things into his bag.

Wen Han tapped the table impatiently with her fingers. Finally, the person turned around and removed the suppression patch. Wen Han said, "No, next one."

"Doctor, this is way too fast," Omega said. "Is there nothing else? Besides cancer, could you take a look at something else? Why wait in line for so long?"

"Your health is fine."

"You didn't even smell it for a few seconds, how do you know there's nothing wrong with your body? That's too perfunctory."

Wen Han patiently said, "Sir, we are doing early cancer screening here. If you want to know the answers, you can just have a regular physical exam."

"We have to wait through so many procedures for a physical exam. Wouldn't it be more convenient for everyone if you just smelled it?"

Fortunately, Wen Han was prepared. He bent down and pulled out a small blackboard from under the table and a telescopic pole borrowed from the dormitory of the senior teachers next door.

"Can you understand this?" Wen Han tapped the blackboard twice with the telescopic pole and read aloud, "F, R, E, E, FREE. Can you understand English? It's okay if you don't, I'll tell you, it's free! It's already free, why are you still asking for so much?"

The man's face turned pale and then red. The people waiting behind him grew impatient and urged him a few times before finally leaving with his flashy pair of things.

The next few went smoothly, without encountering any oddballs. Perhaps it was the effect of the small blackboard that made everyone breathe a sigh of relief after receiving Wen Han's "no problem".

Generally speaking, Wen Han can tell a person's identity in about ten seconds, except in certain special circumstances.

"This person's pheromones are so complicated." Wen Han even suspected that his pheromones were mixed with alcohol, otherwise how could they be a mixture of alcohol, fruit, and soda?

Almost a minute had passed, and the Omega on the other end began to feel uneasy. Could it be that he had cancer? "Doctor, why isn't it better yet?"

"Oh," Wen Han said, "Your pheromones are too complex to judge, but they smell quite nice."

The other person's expression suddenly became very strange, and by the time Wen Han realized what she had said, it was too late.

After looking at more than a dozen people, an older woman with a child came along.

"Auntie," Wen Han asked suspiciously, "you're a Beta, aren't you?"

"yes."

"This is a health checkup provided for the AO community."

"This is discrimination! Why can't Betas see it?"

"Auntie, we judge based on pheromones, but Betas don't have pheromones."

"Don't you have any methods to judge without relying on pheromones? Can't you read a pulse without pheromones?"

"Did the hospital next door send you to cause trouble?" Wen Han said. "Don't come here to cause trouble, okay? Also, your child has been sticking his tongue out the whole time."

"Who said my child stuck out their tongue?"

"What is that thing if not a tongue, or pig liver?"

"How can your attitude be so bad!"

Wen Han couldn't be bothered with this kind of person: "If you really have a terminal illness, I guarantee my attitude will be exceptionally good."

After a day, only two people were found to be at risk of early-stage cancer, while the other was already in the middle or late stages.

*

"The probability is a bit high." The senior students were eating fruit slices when they saw Wen Han arrive, so they pulled him to join them.

Wen Han said, "This pear is so sweet."

“This is Qiuyue Li,” the senior student said. “It’s normal. Some of the people who come here must suspect they have cancer or are feeling unwell. With all this coming and going, the probability of them getting cancer is bound to increase.”

Dr. Wang called Wen Han outside, and Wen Han was surprised to learn that she had received eight major complaints in one day.

Dr. Wang scrolled through his phone screen: "1. Using foreign languages ​​in front of patients; 2. Suspected discrimination against patients' educational background; 3. Suspected sexual harassment of patients; 4. Suspected invasion of patients' privacy; 5. Suspected discrimination against the Beta group; 6. Calling other people's tongues pig liver; 7. Not giving patients a friendly look; 8. Suspected cursing patients to get terminal illnesses."

Wen Han: "......"

Wen Han, who was suspected of sexual harassment, admitted it. After all, saying things like the other person's pheromones smelled good did sound like something a drunken pervert would say. Wen Han said, "How did I violate a patient's privacy? I didn't know anything about it!"

"This complaint and the sexual harassment are from the same person. What did you do at the time?"

Wen Han thought for a moment, and Dr. Wang sighed: "Have you ever considered that it might be different people's pheromones?"

"How is that possible? How could someone have that on their body—" Wen Han suddenly realized and covered her face.

Fortunately, Wen Han was only here for an internship; otherwise, with so many complaints, her salary would have been reduced to zero.

"But some patients are also grateful to you." Seeing that he was a little dejected, Dr. Wang comforted him, "One patient was diagnosed with early-stage ovarian cancer and was very grateful to you. She even wanted to invite you to dinner."

Wen Han asked, "Is that okay?" He'd been craving hot pot lately.

What do you think?

When she got back to the dorm, Rong Jun hadn't had dinner yet: "Wen Han, you're back so early today?"

"Um."

"Let's go out and have some fun. How about we go to Xingyankou?"

Wen Han hasn't gone out to play since the start of the semester, and thinking of this, he nodded.

Xingyankou is the most bustling commercial district in the entire Linjin area. If Wen Han didn't have some money now, she probably wouldn't even have the courage to take the subway here.

Rong Jun had been here several times, but he seemed to have a terrible sense of direction. He had originally intended to take Wen Han to Jinsheng Plaza, but after exiting a subway station and seeing the unfamiliar scene, Rong Jun chuckled awkwardly, "It seems we've come to the wrong place."

Wen Han didn't mind: "Then let's eat here."

"Eating here is very expensive," Rong Jun whispered. "Look, the first floor is full of luxury stores."

Looking around the mall, Wen Han had no idea where the exit was: "So what should we do now?"

“Let’s go look at rings!” Rong Jun said shyly. “He’s been talking to me a lot lately about what kind of ring he’ll buy for me when we get married.”

Wen Han was pulled into a shop by Rong Jun, and he felt that the shop looked familiar.

Wait a minute, isn't this the store where Jing Zhao brought him to pick out a birthday present for An Ning during the Jing family's mistress mix-up incident?

“I think this is very beautiful,” Rong Jun said. “Let me take a picture of it.”

Wen Han glanced at the price: "Your boyfriend studies art, right?"

"Yes."

That means the upper limit must be very high, and the lower limit must be very low. I don't know if I can afford this diamond ring.

"Wen Han?" A familiar voice. Wen Han paused for a moment. "Chu Ji?"

With Jing Feng not by Chu Ji's side, Wen Han breathed a sigh of relief. Rong Jun, who was trying on a ring over there, looked up when he heard Wen Han's words and said, "Ah, you're Wen Han's senior!"

Chu Ji raised an eyebrow when he saw the ring on Rong Jun's hand, and Wen Han quickly said, "This is Rong Jun, my roommate. You two met once when school started."

Chu Ji smiled and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No."

"I don't have any either, let's go together?"

*

Rong Jun followed behind Chu Ji and whispered to Wen Han, "What year is your senior in?"

“Freshman,” Wen Han said. “He’s the same age as you.”

"Huh?" Rong Jun said incredulously, "He looks so mature, we still look like students."

Wen Han frowned: "Aren't we all students now?"

“I was talking about demeanor.” Rong Jun paused for a moment before saying, “Actually, you also have a mature demeanor, but your behavior doesn’t quite match. Your senior seems to know everything.”

"Hehehe." Wen Han laughed, "He can fool you like a little fool."

Upon entering the restaurant, Wen Han realized from the menu that it was Italian cuisine.

Rong Jun had only met Chu Ji once before, so he was a little reserved. Chu Ji asked softly, "Are you studying medicine like Wen Han?"

"Hmm." Fortunately, the light was warm orange, which concealed Rong Jun's slightly flushed cheeks. "But I study Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Wen Han glanced at the price and decided to just have one serving of pasta. Hearing Rong Jun say that, he praised, "Rong Jun's family runs a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and he even knows acupuncture."

"That's amazing?"

Wen Han said, "His grandfather is a famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and you have to make an appointment a month in advance."

Chu Ji took a sip of lemonade: "What does your grandfather specialize in?"

Rong Jun was somewhat embarrassed: "Infertility."

Wen Han: "Huh?"

The voice was a bit loud, so Wen Han quickly shrank back: "Why didn't you say that before?"

Rong Jun whispered, "You didn't ask me either."

Chu Ji ordered a lot, and in the end, he treated everyone to the meal, which made Wen Han and Rong Jun feel very embarrassed.

"Could you tell me the address of your family's traditional Chinese medicine clinic?" Chu Ji asked. "I'd like to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor myself."

Wen Han asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

"We need to speed things up recently."

Wen Han was completely confused. Chu Ji smiled and said, "His father found out about his date."

If An Ning found out, nothing would be wrong, but if Jing Xu found out, Wen Han would worry about him: "Did he threaten you?"

"I guess... it counts?" Chu Ji thought for a moment, "but I don't really care."

Chu Ji had other matters to attend to, so he left first. Wen Han took out her phone; she had seen the same thing when she bought stocks before.

I checked my stocks first. Recently, the Jing family's inhibitory patch was successfully exported overseas. Luckily, I didn't sell my shares immediately.

Wen Han found the Chu family; they should be in the medical device business. She looked at the trend chart and saw that it had suddenly turned green recently.

Recently, medical stocks have generally been on an upward trend, but this one is down. Wen Han knows without a doubt that Jing Xu is suppressing it, probably to threaten the Chu family.

"Wen Han, look!" Rong Jun suddenly patted his back excitedly. "Isn't that you?"

Wen Han peeked over and saw it was the official WeChat account of Linjin University. He immediately spotted the photo of himself at the hospital today—not of him arguing with a patient, of course; he actually looked quite professional.

“It should be issued in conjunction with the First Hospital.” Rong Jun flipped through it. “It’s about our school’s cooperation with the hospital to create the city’s first and unique free physical examination program.”

"Huh? Someone in the comments section said you had a problem with your attitude. Oh, never mind, the school controlled the comments and deleted that person's post."

Rong Jun said, "You helped them promote their business, so you should be paid by now, right?"

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