Glamorous Doctor
Chapter 119: Have a Chat with Him Alone

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Have a Chat with Him Alone

Who would be coming back at this time?

Zhang Yang and Chen Yun barely had time to think as they scrambled to put on clothes.

But it took Zhang Yang half a day to remember that all his clothes were in his own room; he had run over here completely naked.

It was clear that there wasn’t enough time to go back to his room from Chen Yun’s now, so out of options, Zhang Yang had no choice but to resort to the same old trick and yanked Chen Yun’s quilt over them.

But the next second, Chen Yun whispered in his ear, "Idiot, who would be so rude as to just barge into my room?"

What Chen Yun said was true, after all, she was an elder.

Even Xia Xue wouldn’t just barge into her room for no reason, at least she would knock and wait for her permission before entering.

Zhang Yang thought about it and realized she was right. Chen Yun then said, "Just stay put here, I’ll go out and see who has come back."

Chen Yun walked out just in her nightgown, and now Zhang Yang was somewhat relieved, lying on the bed curious about who had come back.

Just then, Chen Yun suddenly came back in, a look of urgency on her face.

"Zhang Yang, it’s not good, it’s not Little Xue or Yueyue."

Zhang Yang immediately sat up, "Could it be that we have a burglar?"

"No, she said she was looking for you."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang suddenly became interested, "Looking for me? Male or female?"

"Female, she said she’s your leader, pretty attractive, but has a somewhat cold gaze, and a strong presence. I was kind of frightened, forgot to ask her how she got our house key."

Hearing Chen Yun’s description, Zhang Yang immediately knew who it was; it must be his teacher, Sun Bingrou!

Zhang Yang quickly explained to Chen Yun, and after listening, Chen Yun calmed down a lot.

But in truth, Chen Yun was so alarmed because she didn’t know what to do now. The visitor was looking for Zhang Yang.

But Zhang Yang was in her room, with no way out.

Even if he could go out, he had no clothes to wear, and going back to Zhang Yang’s room might wake Shen Jiayi now.

Chen Yun really didn’t know what to do at this moment.

Zhang Yang, however, was quite composed, and quickly told Chen Yun, "Aunt Yun, from now on, this is my room. Let Teacher Sun come here to find me. She can’t just lift my quilt.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yun’s eyes brightened, "You really have a way, otherwise, Aunt Yun really didn’t know what to do."

With that, Chen Yun walked out again.

When she came back in, she was followed by a tall and coldly beautiful woman, Sun Bingrou.

"Teacher Sun, how come you’re here? I’m sorry, I’ve been running a bit of a fever today, so I’ve been lying under the quilt."

After Zhang Yang briefly explained, Sun Bingrou simply said, "It’s okay, I just came to see you."

"I met Cheng Yue at the hospital today and asked about you, and ended up getting scolded by her." Sun Bingrou’s tone was flat, as if recounting something unrelated to her, but Zhang Yang somehow felt that Sun Bingrou was telling on Cheng Yue to him?

This gave Zhang Yang an incredibly unreal feeling.

"Teacher Sun, don’t take it to heart. Sister Yue is actually just worried about me."

Upon hearing this, Sun Bingrou let out a light sigh, "That’s because you don’t know how filthy her scolding was."

Zhang Yang was taken aback, feeling he might have underestimated Cheng Yue’s fighting spirit. He remembered that Cheng Yue did say she would teach Sun Bingrou a lesson when she saw her.

It seems that Cheng Yue does what she says.

Even Sun Bingrou, who is not easily swayed by emotions, couldn’t resist anymore.

"Alright, I wasn’t actually angry, one thing she said was right, since I’m worried about you, I should have come to see you directly. How is your tongue recovering? Stick it out and let me see."

Sun Bingrou has always been a direct person, right is right, wrong is wrong, she’s very principled.

Zhang Yang didn’t waste words, and directly stuck out his tongue for Sun Bingrou to see.

Seeing that the wound on Zhang Yang’s tongue had truly healed significantly, Sun Bingrou was quite shocked.

She knew very well how deep that wound was; it was at the point where stitches were needed to possibly make the tongue knit together again, accelerating the healing of the wound.

But now, Sun Bingrou saw that the wound had healed, and that its healing speed was much faster than stitching.

"Zhang Yang, what medicine did you actually use? Show it to me quickly."

Sun Bingrou grabbed Zhang Yang’s hand somewhat excitedly, her tone a bit urgent.

Zhang Yang pursed his lips and glanced toward the bedside table, "Teacher Sun, it’s all over there."

Let alone Sun Bingrou, a Western medicine practitioner who could not possibly decipher anything from that medicinal powder, even veteran traditional Chinese medicine doctors with decades of experience couldn’t discern his secret formula; so he wasn’t worried about Sun Bingrou seeing it.

However, what made Zhang Yang amused and exasperated was that Sun Bingrou, unable to confirm it herself, directly asked him about it.

"What ingredients are included in this medicinal powder?"

Zhang Yang was somewhat amused, but he didn’t skimp on the details, stating the names of more than thirty medicinal herbs in succession.

Sun Bingrou listened with a series of startled reactions.

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, Sun Bingrou didn’t remember much, but once she calmed down, she realized her question had been somewhat abrupt.

Every traditional Chinese medicine practitioner’s prescription is something not easily disclosed, but when faced with her question, Zhang Yang didn’t hesitate to speak openly.

"Zhang Yang, you didn’t have to tell me, actually. I understand the rules. It was just a moment of overwhelming curiosity."

Zhang Yang didn’t say much, only asking, "Teacher Sun, did you get the prescription I wrote for you before?"

Speaking of this, even Sun Bingrou, with her cool demeanor, became a bit excited.

"Zhang Yang, the prescription you wrote for me was seen by an elder in the department of traditional Chinese medicine. He said your prescription must have a long heritage, and he even told me to get in touch with you when I have a chance, as he wants to discuss medicine with you."

At this, Zhang Yang frowned slightly; he didn’t mind his recipes being shared, but he disliked being plotted against or being the focus of someone’s calculations.

That elder in traditional Chinese medicine was clearly coveting the legacy he held and wanted to uncover it, even putting on airs about it.

"Teacher Sun, I have limited skill, so I would rather not show off in front of the elder. I’ll have to kindly decline!"

Sun Bingrou was also taken aback by the direct refusal, which was anything but mild.

But Sun Bingrou couldn’t force the issue, and after being turned down once, she didn’t know how to proceed with the conversation.

"What’s the matter, Teacher Sun? Just speak directly, it’s not like you to hold back."

Just then, Chen Yun came in with the washed fruit.

Zhang Yang immediately said, "I haven’t introduced her yet, this is my future mother-in-law, Chen Yun, and this is my boss, Director Sun Bingrou."

"Mother-in-law?" Sun Bingrou was startled; such a young mother-in-law.

However, after shaking hands with Chen Yun, she surprisingly said, "Could I trouble you to step out for a moment? I have something I’d like to discuss privately with Zhang Yang."