Chapter 403 - 129 Mixed Feelings About Watching a Movie (Third Update)
Yun Ya felt her phone vibrate once, and she took the opportunity to take a look while drinking water.
A smile involuntarily curved her lips as she glanced at someone opposite her, who was engrossed in his phone.
Her finger tapped the screen, sending out two words [Really?]
[Master, don’t you believe it? I’ll take a stealth photo for you to see]
Right after, Yun Ya received a photo, which showed her quietly drinking water, and even though the angle suggested it was a candid shot, her beauty was not diminished.
Yun Ya couldn’t help but smile a little.
[...Just so-so]
[Damn, if even this can’t catch Master’s eye, it’s no surprise why you are the master, I prostrate in admiration]
[By the way, Master, when exactly are you going to meet me? I’ll be returning to Capital City tomorrow. I came to Jiangzhou specifically for you. You can’t be ungrateful, Master]
When had she ever been ungrateful?
[I’ve been very busy lately, let’s talk about it later]
Yun Zhan howled and sent a string of crying and aggrieved emojis; Yun Ya decided to put her phone away.
Looking up, she saw Yun Zhan across the table, pouting with a look of discontent.
Indeed, this guy had the same playful character on the internet as he did in real life.
After dinner, everyone first escorted Academician Chiang to the hotel he was staying at, and then everyone else went their separate ways to rest. However, Yun Ya invited Li Yuan and Professor Wen to sit down in a teahouse.
Yun Ya performed the tea-ceremony with skilled movements, looking breathtakingly beautiful amidst the mist of tea.
Yun Ya pushed the delicate purple sand teacup towards Li Yuan and Wen Dehua, "Please have a taste."
Li Yuan picked it up and sniffed, deeply enchanted, "Wuyi Mountain Golden Cypress Eyebrows."
Yun Ya smiled, "Nothing escapes Professor Jin’s eye."
Li Yuan glanced at her with a smile, "You, you never stop teasing me."
Wen Dehua watched the two, noting how naturally and comfortably Li Yuan, who seldom made friends easily, interacted with this young-looking girl, which couldn’t help but astonish him.
He took a sip and couldn’t help expressing his amazement, "The taste is excellent, the aftertaste is lingering. It’s not just good tea, but the person brewing it is skilled."
Yun Ya shyly smiled, "Professor Wen flatters me."
"Those with great virtue do not strive for it, and thus they have it; those with little virtue strive for it, and thus they lack it." Wen Dehua looked at her, "Very good."
"Of course, it’s good. I wouldn’t introduce you to a stranger without good reason. You must be very curious about his identity," Li Yuan said before draining his cup in one gulp and gesturing for Yun Ya to refill it.
Yun Ya shook her head and chuckled—drinking tea was not supposed to be gulped down like that.
But she still persisted, filling his cup with the purple sand teapot. In that moment, the young girl radiated tranquility and a carefree demeanor, just like the tea itself, reflecting life with all its varied splendor.
Wen Dehua raised an eyebrow.
Li Yuan deliberately teased, "I remember you once wrote an article ridiculing surgeons, believing they were mere craftsmen with scalpels, not worthy of the title of doctor."
Wen Dehua’s face turned a shade of red, "That was many years ago, why bring it up now? Everyone has their reckless youth."
Li Yuan raised an eyebrow, "Do you know who is sitting in front of you?"
Wen Dehua looked at the girl opposite him, peacefully lowering her gaze, her slender and graceful fingers maneuvering a tea brush to sweep the scattered drops of tea into a drip tray.
"Who?" He asked subconsciously.
"That internationally renowned surgeon, the one you despise, the surgeon."
The young girl gently raised her gaze, extending her porcelain-white finger, and smiled lightly, "Hello Professor Wen, I’m Nyx."
Wen Dehua was taken aback, "What did you say your name was?"
The young girl pursed her lips in a smile and repeated once more, her temper appearing quite amiable, "I’m Dr. Nyx."
Wen Dehua’s eyes widened in surprise.
——
Wen Dehua had heard of Nyx’s great reputation more than once. Initially, due to the foreign media hype, he thought Nyx was more celebrity than doctor, doubting someone like that could perform surgeries well. Consequently, he had no fondness for this person, until he later found out that Nyx was one of the Hua People, and had given up lucrative opportunities abroad to return and develop his career at home. As a patriotic man, Wen Dehua felt a surge of respect for Nyx.
A while ago, Nyx had conducted a surgery that used the slimmest thread of hope to bring back a young girl’s life from the brink; Wen Dehua had followed the entire report and was aware of the surgery’s difficulty. For the first time, he felt a profound respect for Nyx.
Not just any surgeon would step into the operating room with such low chances of success.
It wasn’t the thirst for success, but a deep reverence for life itself.
He never imagined, the legendary Dr. Nyx, would be such a young girl.