Chapter 331: Chapter 331

However, Miss Yan An had left earlier than him and also rode faster.

He returned to the meeting room in a daze. Zhang Zhilan and Lai Hui had already cleared the table.

Miss Yan An was arranging the food.

With everyone present, Su Siming felt too embarrassed to mention Ono Eishi and simply joined in setting the table.

Su Siming had ordered dishes considering everyone’s preferences, so even though the conference table was large, almost everyone had their favorite dish placed right in front of them.

Looking at the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish before him, Ya Zhuo was shocked.

"This is so lavish! How long will it take us to eat all this?"

Even though squirrel-shaped mandarin fish was his favorite, he would never order it at the hospital because deboning fish was too troublesome and time-consuming.

"Su Siming, maybe prepare something simpler next time? We’re here for a competition, not a vacation, right?"

Having spent a lot of time in the hospital recently, he naturally understood how precious doctors’ time was, especially for those on duty who were always racing against the clock.

Eating was no different; the faster, the better.

You never knew when a patient might suddenly take a turn for the worse, requiring you to rush over.

"We’re in a competition, Brother Ya," Su Siming said, "and right now, we only have three patients. So, relax a bit and eat in peace."

Ya Zhuo finally snapped back to reality. Right, I only have three patients now. No need to be so tense!

Ever since he started working, every day had felt like a battle. He hadn’t expected to find a moment of leisure by participating in a competition.

However, true peace of mind was impossible. Even knowing no patients would urgently summon them, they still had many issues to discuss and communicate.

Ya Zhuo, An Yan, Liang Chen, and a few others discussed work while they ate.

Yan An listened intently to their discussion.

Su Siming, meanwhile, observed Yan An with rapt attention.

Her focus is back on work, he thought, his anxious heart finally relaxing a tiny bit. I was so worried Miss Yan An would get completely love-struck, obsessing over that Little R. Next, I just need to make sure Miss Yan An doesn’t see that effeminate guy again! Once the competition is over, I’ll immediately find eight or ten similar types, bring them over, and let Miss Yan An take her pick!

After setting that thought aside, Su Siming subconsciously glanced at Zhang Zhilan again.

When no one was looking, he stealthily moved the two chicken wings he had specially ordered into Zhang Zhilan’s bowl.

"I got these especially for you!"

Zhang Zhilan paused, then placed the chicken wings back into Su Siming’s bowl, smiling at him.

"Little brother, we’re not a good match. Don’t waste your time on me."

Su Siming, unabashed, retorted, "Not a good match? Then why did you throw yourself into my arms the moment we met? I don’t care! I, Su Siming, have only ever held one woman in my arms in my entire life—you! You have to take responsibility for me!"

Zhang Zhilan was speechless. I really wish I could go back to that day a year ago. Even if I ended up swollen from sweat, I wouldn’t have wiped it off! Such a big guy, and he acts like there’s something wrong with him!

"You don’t think a woman can tease a man and not take responsibility, do you?" Su Siming pressed.

Zhang Zhilan chuckled, put down her chopsticks, turned, and opened her arms.

"Fine, come here. I’ll return the favor!"

Su Siming recoiled. "No, that won’t do! I, Su Siming, am not the kind of boy who takes advantage of girls. Until I’m sure you’re my girlfriend, I absolutely won’t lay a finger on you!"

Zhang Zhilan was exasperated. I really want to tell him to get lost!

But this is competition time, she thought. If our personal issues affect our results, I’ll blame myself.

Zhang Zhilan decided to ignore Su Siming. She quickly ate a few more bites of rice, then got up and left. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by Novᴇl_Fire(.)net

This scene was observed by Ono Eishi, who was also eating nearby.

The patient wards and conference rooms here were all temporary structures. To facilitate observation by visitors and ensure good visibility, each room, except for the rest areas, had large glass windows.

Thus, the interaction between Zhang Zhilan and Su Siming did not escape the notice of Ono Eishi, who had been watching them.

He couldn’t hear what they were saying, but he had a clear view of Zhang Zhilan opening her arms.

So, Zhang Zhilan wanted to hug Su Siming, but he rejected her, Ono Eishi thought, a smirk playing on his lips. Zhang Zhilan is just average-looking, yet she dares to have designs on Su Siming? Truly shameless.

Seeing Zhang Zhilan head towards the garden outside the main hall, Ono Eishi stood up, adjusted his clothes, and followed.

The garden was divided into several irregular sections by holly hedges about one and a half meters tall.

Zhang Zhilan stood in an open area in the center, took her stance, and began practicing Baduanjin.

While she was in the middle of her practice, she suddenly heard applause.

Turning her head, she saw Ono Eishi, the representative from R Country, clapping.

He wasn’t wearing his white work uniform but had changed into a deep blue suit threaded with gold, which shimmered under the streetlights.

The sharp tailoring gave his slender frame an unexpected touch of imposing stature.

A gentle smile bloomed on his beautiful, androgynous features.

"Miss Zhilan, what kind of martial art are you practicing? Is it Tai Chi?"

"Baduanjin? What’s that? I only know about Tai Chi, Shaolin Fist, and Wing Chun—like Ip Man’s style—from your Z Country. I’ve never heard of Baduanjin."

"Baduanjin is also considered a type of Tai Chi."

"Is that so? It looks very interesting. Would Miss Zhilan be willing to teach me?"

Ono Eishi desperately tried to exude charm towards Zhang Zhilan.

Ms. Meina instructed me to use a few of the girls to disrupt the morale of An Yan’s team, so I have to succeed. Besides, this Zhang Zhilan is shameless, openly daring to seduce Su Siming.

Ono Eishi caressed his fingers. I can still feel the touch of Su Siming’s skin on my fingertips... so fine, yet with that clean, sun-kissed quality. How can someone as bright and wholesome as Su Siming be pestered by a woman like her? I’ll just consider this as solving a problem for the person I admire. I have to win Zhang Zhilan over today!

But Zhang Zhilan merely gave him a cool glance.

Then she got up and walked away—just like that!

Ono Eishi finally couldn’t stop himself from clenching his fists, so angry that the muscles in his face twitched.

I don’t get it! In R Country, my face is my biggest asset! Any woman would fall over herself to please me, just to exchange a few more words. Why do I keep hitting a wall in Z Country? Why?!

"Sis An Yan, what on earth do you think that Ono Eishi is trying to do?"

Su Siming had replayed the encounter between himself, Yan An, and Ono Eishi in his mind over and over. Seizing the chance while Ya Zhuo and the others went to the patient wards, he quickly asked An Yan, "If you say he’s trying to pursue Miss Yan An, then why is he acting like a creep and hitting on me? But if you say he’s into guys, then why did he just go and flirt with Zhang Zhilan?"

"Seriously, what’s his game? Sis An Yan, what do you make of it?"

Su Siming looked at An Yan with expectant eyes.