Urban Super Medical Saint

"Heh heh, Boss, I really think we shouldn't teach him martial arts in the future. Otherwise, he'll strut around us all day, bragging about how great his skills are, and how some girls come to him for lessons again today!" Li Chenyu and Lu Lei witnessed He Guizhong getting deflated and immediately clapped their hands in schadenfreude.

"Ge, Ge Dongxu, do you have some time? I want to talk to you about something privately." Just as Li Chenyu and Lu Lei were delighting in disaster, clapping their hands, the slightly ajar dorm door was pushed open, and Sun Wenjun's head popped in.

Looking at Ge Dongxu, Sun Wenjun's eyes clearly showed a trace of timidity and awe, and he spoke with great caution.

"Damn, what's the mystery about?" He Guizhong said.

After all, they were all majoring in environmental chemistry, and most of their classes were taken together. So, since Sun Wenjun was sternly reprimanded by his father last time and took the initiative to seek peace, He Guizhong and the others would sometimes play basketball with Sun Wenjun. Their relationship wasn't as stiff as before.

"Alright! Bring my textbook later." Ge Dongxu patted He Guizhong on the shoulder, then nodded to Sun Wenjun, "Sure, let's take a walk to Mingyue Lake."

Sun Wenjun squeezed out a smile more pained than crying at He Guizhong and the others, then followed Ge Dongxu downstairs.

"This, this Ge Dongxu, everything was my fault in the past, it truly has nothing to do with my dad. Please, help my dad," Sun Wenjun begged with a sobbing voice by the shore of Mingyue Lake.

"What do you mean by that?" Ge Dongxu asked with a slight frown.

"Last week, my dad was relieved of his position as Secretary-General of the city government and was transferred to the deputy director of the city's Party History Research Office. As you know, the Party History Research Office is actually a place for retirement, and being a deputy there... Even though he retains his position as a regular division head, this is a demotion that can't get any worse. It's an even bigger drop than when Uncle Lu was transferred to the county Archives Bureau!" Sun Wenjun explained.

"So what you're implying is, it was appropriate for Uncle Lu to be transferred to the county Archives Bureau back then, but it's not okay that your dad was transferred to the Party History Research Office? He's being wronged? Think about your own actions and your father's over the years. Being transferred to the Party History Research Office to be a deputy and study the Party's history is already quite decent! As for helping? Sun Wenjun, the fact I don't trouble you is already good enough. Don't expect more from me. I'm not so overflowing with compassion, and you better work hard and live a good life. This incident, for both your father and you, isn't necessarily a bad thing. Otherwise, if this continues, I'm afraid your father wouldn't just be transferred to the Party History Research Office, but rather, end up staying in prison. Think about it!" Ge Dongxu now understood why Sun Wenjun was looking for him. Observing his pitiful, pleading demeanor, Ge Dongxu felt not the slightest sympathy, only leaving him with some harsh words before turning away, indifferent to whatever reaction Sun Wenjun might have.

Watching Ge Dongxu's retreating figure, remembering the news he had heard at the doorway of dormitory 203, and recalling the indifference and mercilessness in Ge Dongxu's words, Sun Wenjun felt an indescribable humiliation and regret. His face turned pale, tears welled up in his eyes, and he almost wished he could slap himself hard.

Once, his father had been the Director of the Office of Golden Mountain County Government, then the Vice County Head, then the Deputy Secretary-General of Jinzhou City Government, and subsequently the Secretary-General. And what about Lu Lei's father? He was demoted directly from the Director of the Office of Golden Mountain County Government to the Director of the Golden Mountain County Archives Bureau, awaiting retirement.

Back then, Sun Wenjun was so full of vim and vigor, so arrogant!

Every time he saw Lu Lei, he would act superior, looking down at him with condescension.

But now? Time brings great changes to the world; fortunes rise and fall. Suddenly, his father was demoted to the deputy director of the Jinzhou City Party History Research Office, while Lu Lei's father, on the other hand, leaped to become the Vice County Head in charge of Golden Mountain County's economy.

And all this might not have happened if he hadn't been so arrogant, so reckless.

But now, everything was clearly too late!

In the future, Sun Wenjun would have to spend his four years of university in the shadow of Lu Lei's brilliance!

After Ge Dongxu turned and left, he didn't immediately head to the classroom; instead, he circled around the small Mingyue Lake twice. When he saw the time was about right, only then did he head to the teaching building.

No sooner had Ge Dongxu entered the teachers' room than an excited looking Li Chenyu and He Guizhong dragged him to one side, then, with a sense of mystery, said, "Boss, do you know what happened?"

"Nonsense, I'm not an Immortal. How would I know what happened with you guys coming at me with this nonsense all of a sudden?" Ge Dongxu rolled his eyes irritably.

"Let me tell you some gratifying news that we just heard from Zheng Yun of Class Two. He said that Sun Wenjun's dad had been transferred to be the deputy director at the city Party History Research Office. How the tables have turned—thirty years along the east bank, thirty years along the west. Let's see how Sun Wenjun can continue to be so arrogant now!" Li Chenyu said in a lowered voice.

"So it's about that. Alright, we're all classmates. As long as Sun Wenjun behaves properly from now on, don't bring this matter up again," Ge Dongxu said with a nod after hearing this, finally understanding why the two were so excited.

"We know that, otherwise, we wouldn't be talking to you about it so quietly and privately," Li Chenyu said.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank Sun Wenjun. He taught me quite a few lessons," Lu Lei suddenly joined in, sighing with emotion.

...

Before they knew it, it was already mid-December, and the weather had turned uncharacteristically warm.

By the side of Mingyue Lake, two white European men were walking along the lake, drawing the attention of quite a few tourists.

One of the men was a tall, blonde, young man whose eyes were not on the scenery of Mingyue Lake, but rather on the man beside him, betraying a hint of worry.

The other man appeared to be in his forties or fifties, with both his hair and beard white, looking lean and a bit haggard.

However, he seemed rather interested in the scenery of Mingyue Lake at the moment.

"Mr. Johnson, today is the thirteenth, and in just over ten days it will be Christmas. Shouldn't we be heading back to our country?" the blonde man said.

"Karl, are you worried I won't make it to Christmas? Don't worry, I'm a doctor, and I understand my own physical condition. However, it is indeed time to head back," Johnson replied.

No sooner had Johnson finished speaking than he saw, not far away, an old man suddenly clutch at his chest and then lie down on the ground.

"There seems to be some trouble over there!" Johnson's expression changed slightly, and then he quickly walked towards the old man.

By this time, a few people had already gathered around the old man, all looking anxiously concerned. Some had even run to the phone booth to call for an ambulance at 120, but no one knew how to help.