Chapter 43 An Rourou 'wakes up', her fake pregnancy is exposed: Jinzhi, you always manage to hurt me the most.
The dance partner felt apologetic, but his eyes were as firm as if he had joined the Party.
She has to get An Rourou up today, otherwise she'll be the one who can't get up after the banquet!
Next, the dance partner switched to the standard CPR position, crossing her hands over An Rou Rou's chest, ready to press hard.
Wen Yao was so shocked that her mouth dropped open. CPR can easily cause fractures, and judging from her dance partner's actions, it didn't seem like he would hold back.
After being pressed so hard a few times, would An Rou Rou still be alive?
For a fleeting moment, Wen Yao felt that An Rourou's crime did not warrant death.
Although the original female lead was not a good person, Wen Yao still does not advocate violence and killing.
The main problem is that the original female lead was taken out of the story so early, and who knows what kind of trouble the world's consciousness will cause!
Seeing that her dance partner was pressing down with all her might, Wen Yao quickly stepped forward and grabbed her partner's hands, then her lips twitched.
Luckily, it was her strongwoman; otherwise, even a man would have been pulled off balance.
"I also know a little about first aid, so let me do it," Wen Yao said sincerely.
Upon seeing that it was Wen Yao, her dance partner immediately withdrew her hands and stood up. "Please, please, I'm so sorry to have to trouble you to come and save me!"
If there were a contest to select the most pragmatic person in the world, Gu Shaohong's dance partner would definitely be a finalist.
Those around her hesitated to speak. Even her dance partner, an outsider, was practically trying to murder An Rourou. But An Rourou had just provoked Wen Yao. Was it really a good idea to have Wen Yao come to the rescue?
What if she lets her personal feelings get in the way...
An Rou Rou herself became extremely vigilant, silently preparing herself to not show any sign of pain, no matter how much it hurt.
Extrapolating from her own experience, if Wen Yao fell into her hands, she would definitely not show any mercy, so An Rourou firmly believed that Wen Yao would take the opportunity to retaliate against her.
[Heart rate and respiratory rate are normal, host, the female protagonist is faking fainting.] 8848's mechanical voice suddenly sounded.
"I know." Wen Yao sighed softly. A person like the female lead would never reflect on herself and would only hate the world and outsiders. How could such a small thing make her faint?
However, the fact that she didn't "wake up" despite being tormented by Gu Shaohong's dance partner proves An Rourou's determination to completely feign unconsciousness.
Wen Yao had no intention of continuing to torment An Rourou with pain; she wasn't a pervert.
8848 thought to himself, "As expected of the host chosen by the main system, his character and sense of right and wrong are impeccable in critical moments. No wonder he risked his life to save the child..."
Just as 8848 was marveling at the brilliance of humanity, Wen Yao stretched out her hands—
He started tickling An Rourou's armpits.
8848 immediately retracted his comment, Wen Yao was indeed not a pervert but she did have some pretty fancy tricks up her sleeve.
How did you even come up with that idea?!
An Rou Rou was already so tense that every cell in her body was on edge. How could she withstand this torture? An intense itching sensation came over her, spreading from her armpits all the way to the back of her head.
She bit her inner lip tightly, trying to control herself, but the tighter she gripped it, the more counterproductive it became. Finally, she couldn't help but let out a startled laugh, and then she lost everything.
Under everyone's gaze, An Rourou twisted her body, trying to escape the unbearable itching.
All guests: ...
Compared to their anger at being deceived by An Rourou, their speechlessness was mixed with a bit of admiration: What a tough guy, he could still pretend to be unconscious after being slapped in public.
Knowing she couldn't keep up the act any longer, An Rourou's eyelashes trembled, but she stubbornly pretended to have just woken up.
She looked at Wen Yao, who had already stood up, her expression confused. "What just happened? What happened?"
Did I faint?
"Nothing much, except you almost died." You were almost crushed to death by Gu Shaohong's dance partner.
Upon hearing Wen Yao's words, everyone who understood immediately couldn't help but burst into laughter.
An Rourou felt a burning pain on her face, partly from embarrassment and anger, and partly from the slap she received from Gu Shaohong's dance partner.
She forced a smile. "Thank you, Miss Wen, for saving me. I acted impulsively just now."
"I may have misread it. After all, in traditional Chinese medicine, even a slight error can lead to a huge mistake. I'm sorry."
Wen Yao frowned. Sigh, this person is really terrible. Why does she blame traditional Chinese medicine for her own problems?
Wen Yao pulled out a tissue to wipe her hands, the smile on her face faded, and the coldness in her voice prevailed, "Although I don't know anything about traditional Chinese medicine, I do know that it emphasizes observation, listening, questioning and palpation."
"When Miss An made her judgment, she only glanced at it from a distance at most, which could barely be considered a 'glance'."
"Such a hasty approach goes beyond a matter of poor medical skills."
"Forgive my bluntness, but you are severely lacking in both responsibility and diligence."
"I don't think Miss An is very suitable to be a doctor. You might want to consider other career paths."
Wen Yao's words were like a slap in the face to An Rou Rou, bringing even more humiliation and resentment than the slap from Gu Shao Hong's dance partner.
An Rourou was like a keyboard warrior dragged out from behind the internet cable, completely exposed to the public's gaze and criticism.
Are keyboard warriors afraid of being condemned by the masses? Perhaps they are, but they are even more afraid of being discovered to be so despicable, and that the dark curses they inflict on others are actually their own lives.
Naturally, An Rourou was somewhat on guard, after all, her inexplicably acquired medical skills were her only reliance and greatest pride.
"Hehehehe~" An Rou Rou raised her head, some of her long, loose hair falling onto her face and covering half of her eyes. She stared intently at Wen Yao through the gaps in her hair, letting out a series of gloomy, cold laughs.
"Perhaps Miss Wen Yao is short-sighted and does not know that some highly skilled doctors can tell a lot at a glance."
"For example, back then, didn't I tell at a glance that you weren't pregnant?"
Gasps of astonishment filled the air. Although it wasn't publicized, the fact that Wen Yao and Fu Jinzhi got married because Wen Yao was pregnant was no secret in their circle.
Now, An Rourou says that Wen Yao is not pregnant at all.
Then this...
Many people have already pricked up their ears, afraid of missing a single detail.
"So Miss An not only lacks medical skills but also medical ethics." Fu Jinzhi's voice was tinged with amusement, but there was no hint of a smile in his dark eyes, and his whole being exuded a sinister aura that seemed to be brewing a storm.
"You're spreading other people's private affairs so casually. Who is your teacher? I'd like to ask him how he taught Miss An."
Hearing this, everyone present understood Fu Jinzhi's attitude. She didn't mind the fake pregnancy at all, and it might even have been a mutual agreement.
An Rou Rou is indeed a problem. What kind of doctor would spread patients' physical conditions everywhere? Isn't that a violation of patients' right to privacy?
Even if An Rourou really has some skills, respectable families are unwilling to hire her to treat patients. After all, she lacks medical ethics, and who knows who the next victim will be?
Moreover, it seems that An Rourou's medical skills are not very impressive at the moment.
An Rou Rou also realized that Fu Jin Zhi's words were putting her in a very difficult position, making it impossible for her to enter the circle of the powerful and wealthy through her medical skills.
As expected of Senior Fu, he always gets straight to the point.
An Rou Rou was truly heartbroken. She looked at Fu Jin Zhi with tears in her eyes, her expression both sorrowful and sincere, "Jin Zhi, you always manage to hurt me the most."
"Wow!!!" The guests exclaimed in uncontrollable amazement once again.
An affair?!
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