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The doctor was accused by the young man Bai Xingyu, and he couldn't hold back his anger, saying, "What do you want!"
"Apologize to her first, and then adjust your attitude." Seeing the unwillingness in her eyes, Bai Xingyu sneered, "If I'm not satisfied, I don't mind giving Uncle Zhang Jianjun a call."
It should be noted that the director of this hospital is named Zhang Jianjun.
The doctor immediately broke out in a cold sweat. She was indeed experienced, but not irreplaceable. If the young man in front of her really knew the hospital director, just a few words from him could put her job at risk. Even if she managed to keep her job, her chances of promotion would be slim. The doctor was well aware that if she didn't handle this situation properly, her career would be over. No patient likes a doctor who makes wild guesses and labels them without reason.
Thinking about the possible consequences she might face, the doctor immediately apologized to Zhang Xin, with a serious look and a sincere voice. However, Zhang Xin did not speak. She, who was usually easy to talk to, did not want to forgive the doctor. She stood silently behind Bai Xingyu, relying on this young man who gave her a great sense of security. Bai Xingyu interrupted the doctor and said, "Alright, she doesn't want to accept your apology. You better hurry up and prescribe the medicine."
Generally speaking, due to the teachings of her mother, besides the previous Zhou Xue, Bai Xingyu always maintains the most basic politeness and respect towards older people.
But now Bai Xingyu didn't even give this doctor a swollen mouth because she was afraid of scaring Zhang Xin, let alone being polite to her.
The doctor dared not say anything because she was in the wrong from start to finish in this matter.
No matter what the student's illness is, she should not be looked down upon or despised, and there is no evidence to prove that the student got sick because of sexual activity. It's all just her subjective judgment and prejudice. With the prescription in hand, Bai Xingyu pulled Zhang Xin out of the consultation room to get the medicine from the pharmacy.
On the road, Zhang Xin tightly held Bai Xingyu's hand and whispered, "Thank you for believing in me."
Bai Xingyu held the slightly cold hand in return and said gently, "I know your character very well. I believe you haven't done anything, so don't be afraid. You haven't done anything wrong."
The panic and fear in Zhang Xin's heart were dispelled by Bai Xingyu's gentle voice, and color returned to her face. "Bai Xingyu, you are really kind."
Bai Xingyu smiled and looked back at Zhang Xin: "Only good to you."
Zhang Xin smiled and pursed her lips.
Bai Xingyu and Zhang Xin did not return to school. Although Bai Xingyu trusted Zhang Xin, Zhang Xin was no longer afraid because of this. However, they still needed to figure out the reason behind Zhang Xin's illness; otherwise, her condition would continue to relapse.
In the apartment, Zhang Xin went to the guest room to take her medication. When she came out and saw Bai Xingyu sitting on the sofa, the slight relief she had felt earlier turned heavy again. While taking her medication, Zhang Xin had already guessed the reason for her illness.
Faced with Bai Xingyu's concerned gaze, Zhang Xin lowered her head and silently sat down beside him. Bai Xingyu noticed her shame and self-loathing, and after a moment of surprise, he asked, "Xinxin, do you already know the reason for your illness?" Zhang Xin lightly acknowledged with a sound and after a while said, "There are often people coming to my house for massages. It might be because they mixed up my towels that..."
Although she spoke ambiguously, Bai Xingyu still understood the implied meaning, and the atmosphere quieted down for a moment.
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