Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Contrary to popular belief, Rong Qi is unparalleled in medicine. Numerous people have already named their price for her to be their doctor on medical forums. Yet, she has never accepted any of them.
Even now, countless people were searching for Shanon, the elusive miracle doctor who appears and disappears like a shadow. Despite their relentless search, theyâve found nothing.
As the final exams draw near, the academic atmosphere at Capital University intensifies. Stepping onto campus, one immediately notices that even the studentsâ footsteps have quickened. The library, always full, has an even longer queue now. There were no lectures during the week preceding the final exams âonly time set aside for students to review.
Rong Qi, however, strides directly into the Presidentâs office. She was done pretending to be retard. Thereâs no need to hide her identity as Ms. Seven any longer. So, she came clean with President Zhang.
Upon learning that Rong Qi has been masquerading as a student in the lowest-performing class for almost a month, President Zhang is at a loss for words. âAll this time and nobody found out?â
âBecause I look young,â Rong Qi replies.
President Zhang stammers, âWell, itâs up to you then. Iâve already been in touch with your supervisor. It seems likely that you will continue to lead Class 7. Honestly, youâve done wonders with them. I canât think of anyone better suited.â
At this, Rong Qi is the one who found herself at a loss for words because she had come to hand in her resignation.
âCanât someone else be assigned? Class 7 isnât what it used to be. Their academic performance has improved significantly.â Rong Qi suggested.
She had already sent the simulated exam results to President Zhang. Every score was better than the last. Yet, precisely because of this, heâs even less inclined to let her go.
Rong Qi pondered briefly and said, âHow about this? I will find another instructor for you. Someone who can replace me and will be equally competent. What do you say?â
Tapping his desk, President Zhang seems to consider it seriously. âLetâs revisit this after the finals.â
âThe day exams end, Iâll be back here,â Rong Qi announces, standing up to leave the office.
President Zhang is left muttering to himself, âWhoâs the president here, anyway?â
As Rong Qi exited, she encountered Xing Han, who was visibly perplexed as he entered the office with files in hand. âPresident Zhang, whatâs going on? Is Ms. Seven alright?â
âShe wants to resign and find a replacement,â President Zhang sighed, shaking his head.
âReplacement? But Class 7 has improved so much. Why would she leave now?â Xing Han was astonished.
âFor now, Ms. Seven is the best fit for Class 7. A replacement may not be able to manage them,â President Zhang said.
Xing Hanâs eyes twinkle. âSir, I might have a solution to keep Ms. Seven.â
âDo tell,â President Zhangâs eyes light up.
Xing Han leans in to whisper.
A minute laterâ¦
âDo you think it will work?â
âThereâs only one way to find out. Weâre out of options.â
âAlright, letâs go with that.â
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Rong Qi, she took her bag and headed to Class 7âs lecture hall. In the evening, students with questions ask her via livestream; during the day, they consult her, their classmate, directly in class.
Rong Qi had grown used to that. However, as she walked in, they were not discussing test questions, or practicing business simulations on their computers. Instead, theyâre talking about a new transfer student and a potential new instructor arriving at the university..