He barely had time to hesitate or think. As if driven by an invisible force, he rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the figure. He stretched out his right hand, accurately grasped the other person's ear, and twisted it hard.
All I heard was a shrill scream of "Ouch!" The sound seemed to break through the sky, making the eardrums of the people around buzz.
This sudden cry, like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, immediately caught the attention of everyone present. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Dean Zhou, his face etched with rage, twisting Zhou Liang's ear tightly. Dean Zhou, tall and strong, had forcibly dragged Zhou Liang out of the throng.
Poor Zhou Liang, his usual dignity completely gone, instantly lost under the overwhelming force of his father's power. He grimaced in pain, his once handsome face instantly distorted and horrifying with agony, his features seemingly dislocated, looking utterly miserable.
Seeing the father and son's strange expressions and movements, everyone was stunned at first, then they couldn't help but cover their mouths, afraid of accidentally laughing out loud. However, despite everyone's desperate efforts to hold it in, some people couldn't help but burst out laughing. These small laughs spread like sparks, and soon the whole place was filled with low chuckles.
At this time, someone whispered, "This is great. The mouse has seen the cat and is panicking."
Dean Zhou said angrily, "You little bastard, what are you hiding from? You should honestly apologize to Dr. Wang. You're still studying abroad, yet you still look down on Dr. Wang. Look at your Aunt Sitong, isn't she fine? If she had listened to you, wouldn't your Aunt Sitong be lying in bed forever, like a living dead?"
Zhou Liang's face flushed crimson, veins popping out on his forehead. He could no longer suppress the anger and pain in his heart, and he shouted at the top of his voice:
"Dad, it really hurts! Please let go quickly! How could you treat me like this in front of so many people? I'm just a deputy chief physician after all. How can I face everyone in the future?"
Dean Zhou, standing nearby, remained unmoved. A cold smile etched itself on his face, a smile that seemed to pierce through anyone's soul. He coldly said, "Hmph, you're still trying to save face now? Brat, let me ask you this: do you accept this or not?"
Hearing his father's words, Zhou Liang's body trembled slightly. He gritted his teeth and finally shouted helplessly, "Alright, alright, can you please let go of my hand first? I give in. I completely give in, okay?"
Dean Zhou's face was solemn, and he stared at his son Zhou Liang with a sharp gaze. He said in a serious tone, "What's the point of just talking? That won't work! You must actually take some practical action!"
Zhou Liang looked aggrieved and reluctant. He touched his ear, which was hurt by his father's pulling, and muttered, "Dad, then tell me, how can I take practical action?"
Dean Zhou frowned, thought for a moment, and then answered decisively, "It's very simple! You must sincerely apologize to Dr. Wang right now in front of everyone. And from today on, you must study diligently with Dr. Wang. No more resistance or laziness!"
Although Zhou Liang was extremely reluctant, under the pressure of his father's authority and the gazes of the crowd, he still endured the pain in his ears and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay... okay, I'll do as you say."
Wang Xiaolan was also confused when she heard the conversation between the father and son. What happened? Dean Zhou actually forced an apprentice on her?
She muttered to herself, "Dean Zhou, Dean Zhou, you took the initiative without my consent and asked Zhou Liang to become your disciple in front of everyone. Aren't you deliberately trying to embarrass me? This move of his is truly amazing! I have to admire him, the old ones are still the best!"
Dean Zhou let go of Zhou Liang's hand and pushed him in front of Wang Xiaolan.
His face was filled with sincerity, his eyes fixed on Wang Xiaolan. He said, "Doctor Wang, you don't know. This kid, after two years of training abroad, thinks he's so capable. He won't listen to a word I say. He's so arrogant. Alas! I really can't do anything about him. Let him show me who the real master is. His half-baked knowledge is nothing compared to you."
After saying that, he changed the subject and said apologetically, "I also know that it is indeed a bit abrupt for me to hand him over to you so directly, but I still ask for your forgiveness!"
At this time, Zhou Liang, who was standing aside, heard his father scolding him like this in front of so many people, and he couldn't help feeling a strong sense of dissatisfaction in his heart. After all, he was a doctor. How could there be such a father who would scold his own son?
However, despite being extremely upset, he was in the public eye and could only suppress his anger. He turned to face Wang Xiaolan, lowered his head slightly, and said in a slightly embarrassed and guilty tone, "Doctor Wang, I'm so sorry. What I said before was really too much. It's all my fault. I didn't recognize your strength. I hope you can be magnanimous and not be angry with me. I hope you can forgive me. From now on, I will definitely seek your advice seriously and honestly."
Wang Xiaolan was caught off guard by the actions of Dean Zhou and his son.
"Doctor Zhou, you, please don't be like this. How can I compare with you? You've studied abroad, and I'm just a medical student with only a little clinical experience. Compared to you, I'm still far behind! There's no need to apologize to me like this. Okay, let's learn from each other and make progress together."
As soon as Wang Xiaolan finished speaking, the originally quiet ward seemed to be ignited in an instant. Applause surged like a tide, accompanied by cheers one after another. The whole room was immersed in a warm atmosphere.
"Well said."
…
Tan Wei walked Wang Xiaolan out of the ward and then to the tree-lined path outside the hospital.
At this moment, Tan Wei looked at Wang Xiaolan in front of him, his mood changing dramatically. He recalled that when he first traveled to this era, he often dreamed of the car accident on the way to the wedding with Wang Xiaolan. He always felt that the accident was very strange, but he couldn't figure out what went wrong. He had been having the same dream for years, but since meeting Wang Xiaolan, he had stopped having this dream.
But he couldn't tell anyone what happened to him. Ever since he met Wang Xiaolan, he wanted to tell her, but he didn't know how to tell her about it.
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