The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 829 - 828: Isn’t That a Bit Too Exaggerated?

Chapter 829: Chapter 828: Isn’t That a Bit Too Exaggerated?

The call was made to Du Changyi, the director of ophthalmology.

"Director Du, sorry, but I can’t arrange for the recovery surgery," Ya Ling decisively refused Du Changyi’s request.

A few days earlier, as the surgery performed by Fu Yu had been a great success, Du Changyi couldn’t hold back anymore. He directly approached Ya Ling, asking her to arrange a recovery surgery for his patient.

In his words, there was no courtesy, but rather a sense of looking down from a higher position, as if to say "I’m seeking you out because I think you’re worthy."

Ya Ling wasn’t impressed. Within her capabilities, she would use her medical skills to save people.

But... not everyone was so lucky to be the favored one by Brother Mian.

"Doctor Ya, what do you mean?" This time, Du Changyi, having been entrusted by others, had lowered his stature to ask Ya Ling. Being rejected so bluntly, he found it hard to accept.

"Not enough special medication, no way to perform surgery."

"I know that the special medication is precious, but the patient isn’t short of money. You can name your price," Du Changyi’s voice was slightly raised.

Ya Ling, however, remained calm, "No medication means no medication."

"How come Fu Yu has medication, and my patient doesn’t? If there’s no medication, can’t you just purchase more?" Du Changyi felt he had given Ya Ling enough respect, dealing with such a blunt refusal from her was clearly intended to embarrass him.

This time he had lost face not just in front of that distinguished elderly gentleman but also within the hospital where he would be talked about.

Ya Ling promptly hung up the call.

Grinding his teeth in anger, Du Changyi thought, "It’s just special medication; I refuse to believe that Ya Ling is the only person who can get it!"

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After ending the call, Lu Mian still decided to phone Group Leader Pan Jiancheng at Shuitian Farm.

She mainly wanted to inquire about the progress of extracting the RE Factor.

After Pan Jiancheng explained the situation in detail, Lu Mian understood that the second batch of the special medication wouldn’t be available until at least a month later.

Lu Mian’s lashes fluttered as she took note of this.

"By the way, Miss Lu, let me have an address to send you some health products," Pan Jiancheng said cheerfully.

"Health products?"

"After extracting the RE Factor from Netherman, our team developed some pills with lower concentration but very effective for health care. We’ve already tested them, and they are absolutely safe."

Lu Mian accepted his kind offer, "Alright, I’ll send you the address in a bit."

"Oh, and another thing!" Pan Jiancheng, afraid Lu Mian would hang up, asked eagerly, "Miss Lu, what was your score on the college entrance exam?"

The day the college entrance examination results come out is a set date, known to everyone in the country.

Lu Mian gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, feeling that announcing a score of 789 might seem too exaggerated. She instead understated her score, "749."

There was a long silence from Pan Jiancheng’s end before he finally managed to say something.

"Miss Lu, Qing University welcomes you!"

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This year, the national college entrance exam produced a prodigy with a score of 789 points. The news leaked from Kunpeng High School and spread throughout Wucheng, and eventually nationwide.

This kind of explosive news made several rounds on the hot search list, but not a single one mentioned Lu Mian’s name. After all, Yuren had made some arrangements for the hot search settings in advance.

But within Wucheng, advertising companies afforded Lu Mian the best of treatments.

The largest wall advertisements, the biggest display boards, and various banners were all celebrating Lu Mian.

Many universities, upon hearing the news, used all their resources to find Lu Mian’s contact information.

At Beijing University’s campus.

Lu Xinnuan stood amidst this elegant and beautiful school, feeling as though she were already a student there, her long hair fluttering, her skirt twirling gracefully.

The school hadn’t started the summer vacation yet, so she could see upperclassmen passing by, envy in her eyes.

Fu Man walked over to link arms with her daughter, "Nuannuan, where is your teacher, Mr. Xu?"

"Oh, he’s waiting for me in the art building." Lu Xinnuan glanced at her mother’s clothes and accessories with a dimmed gaze and withdrew her arm, "Mom, you should head back first. I can go by myself."

A mother knows her daughter best. The slight disdain at the bottom of Lu Xinnuan’s eyes was clearly perceived by Fu Man.

Indeed, this is Jinjing, and it’s Beijing University. People from smaller cities like ours inevitably have a bit of a small-town mentality.

Fu Man nodded in agreement, "That’s fine. There’s a reporter interviewing you today. Be careful with everything."

"Okay."

Lu Xinnuan followed the address to the art building, where her belated instructor, Pu Jing, eventually arrived.

When Lu Xinnuan participated in "The Voice of the Best," Pu Jing was her mentor, and he was also a music teacher at the Beijing University School of Arts.

"Mr. Xu!" Lu Xinnuan called out from a distance.

Pu Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Teacher, if you’re busy, I can go to the interview site alone." Lu Xinnuan said obediently.

Pu Jing shook his head.

"I’m not busy with my own stuff, I was helping them look up contact information. Someone scored an otherworldly number on this year’s national exam, and everyone is trying to find out who it is."

"Oh? Did they score very well?"

"Not just well, it’s unprecedented."

Lu Xinnuan wasn’t interested in this at all; it was just another top scorer of the college entrance exams, something that happened every year.

But to see so many teachers make such a fuss about one person seemed a bit too much.

"Teacher, my scores are okay, right?"

Lu Xinnuan had participated in Beijing University’s arts exam during the previous winter vacation and barely passed.

Out of thirty spots, she was ranked 25th in the arts exam. As long as her academic exam scores passed the undergraduate admission line, she would be admitted to Beijing University.

With her score of 589 points, which was far above the undergraduate admission line, she really had nothing to worry about.

Pu Jing had already received Lu Xinnuan’s scores and nodded with satisfaction, "Absolutely no problem."

After giving Lu Xinnuan a few words of encouragement, Pu Jing drove her to the site for the interview he had arranged with the reporter.

This was because Lu Xinnuan had shared her transcript on Weibo, garnering some attention. Pu Jing immediately contacted a reporter to hype up her scores opportunistically.

Lu Xinnuan sat in the car, chatting with Pu Jing while taking in the bustling urban scenery outside.

This was a place she had never encountered before. Compared to Wucheng, it hardly measured up.

She was a bit nervous but mostly excited.

She would definitely have better opportunities in the future.

"Hey, MM Ji Restaurant?" While Lu Xinnuan was observing the scenery, they passed through the central district where Hengzhong Real Estate was located and she spotted a familiar sign.

On the first floor of the commercial building, the MM Ji Restaurant logo caught her attention.

Pu Jing glanced in that direction and smiled, "What, have you eaten there?"

"I haven’t eaten at the Jinjing branch, but I’ve been to the one in my hometown a few times. The dishes are quite good."

MM Ji Restaurant was a popular tourist check-in spot, and Pu Jing had heard of it.

"The MM Ji Restaurant in Wucheng is indeed famous."

"Yes. Before this, MM Ji Restaurant only existed in my hometown. I didn’t expect to see a branch here." Lu Xinnuan appeared proud, feeling rather honored.

Pu Jing glanced once more in the direction of MM Ji Restaurant and shook his head, "The owner who can open a restaurant in this area is pretty impressive."

Lu Xinnuan didn’t understand, "Is it because the rent is very expensive?"