After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

VIP room. The man who was sitting there lazily looking at the monitor screen stood up. The man's coat was draped unruly on his shoulders. He raised his arm and looked at the same watch as the girl on the screen.

There are still 2 hours until dinner time. It should be tea time now.

Is the little one hungry?

"Fifth Master," the staff member said.

Rong Wuye glanced at the staff respectfully and said, "Aren't you going to the third venue?"

The staff member was startled, and immediately said: "Yes, the third assessment is a public assessment. Fifth Master, and everyone, please follow me and move to the third assessment site."

Mr. Rong Wu asked: "Is there any cake?"

"ah?"

Mr. Rong Wu said seriously: "Get me a piece of strawberry cake, and a cup of milk tea, three points of sugar."

The staff immediately responded: "Yes, yes, yes."

Nanhuang followed them to the third assessment site.

The third assessment site was a large auditorium with two floors. The distinguished guests went to the second floor to watch.

The place where Mr. Rong Wu was sitting was the best seat at the VIP table. Bo Shen's seat was slightly to the side, and the others were not far away from Mr. Rong Wu.

At this moment, the mysterious and noble Rong Wuye of the Rong Family Group, a powerful figure in the Imperial City, was holding milk tea and cakes in his hands and staring at the entrance seriously.

When he saw Nanhuang, he stood up and waved to her.

"Little one, come up."

A large group of people secretly glanced at Rong Wuye, and also at Nanhuang, who tried his best to keep a low profile.

Nanhuang was embarrassed for a while.

Cheng Jiang raised his head and glanced at Mr. Rong Wu. Their eyes met. Cheng Jiang laughed twice and waved to the staff.

The staff member said: "Dear candidates, we have a 20-minute break before the start of the third assessment. Candidates can rest on their own."

Nanhuang sighed lightly, then walked up the stairs calmly as if he couldn't feel any sight, and walked towards Fifth Master Rong.

"My little one has really worked hard." Rong Wuye took out the cake and milk tea and said in a gentle tone, "Are you hungry or thirsty?"

Nanhuang looked at the things in his hands. "A little."

Rong Wuye raised the corners of his lips: "Come and eat."

At the VIP table, several burning eyes were focused on Master Rong Wu.

Zhong Ya opened his mouth slightly in surprise, his eyes full of confusion.

There is something. It seemed like it was over before it even started.

Song Chu didn't have much thought, he just thought deeply about his recent miserable situation in the Song family.

Xie Ziran took a bite of the dried salted fish bitterly, his eyes burning with anger at Rong Wuye.

Bo Shen, who was on the side, didn't know how to place his hands and feet. His face was pale and he looked like he had been hit hard.

That woman, that woman who was now infinitely dazzling, that woman who struck his heart, now appeared in his dreams almost every night. She used to be his wife.

He had it at his fingertips. However, it was he who pushed her away and abandoned her himself.

Now, she no longer belongs to him.

It really doesn't belong to him anymore.

Regret, endless regret.

Nanhuang ate the strawberry cake one bite at a time with a small spoon, with little traces of cream on the corners of his red lips. The man next to her wiped her lips lovingly.

The moment his fingertips brushed against her soft red lips, the man's eyes deepened and he sighed softly.

Nanhuang asked: "What is Fifth Master thinking about?"

Rong Wuye took the milk tea over, put a straw in it, and put it against her lips. Nanhuang took a sip. Rong Wuye looked at her and raised the corners of his lips. "I was wondering, did I block the little thing's love?"

"Peach blossoms?" Nanhuang looked back in surprise, "Where are the peach blossoms?"

Rong Wuye's eyebrows were curved and beautiful. His hand gently touched her bangs and tied the fragments of hair inside the brim of the hat.

Nanhuang lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at Jiang Li who was looking at them below.

She saw forbearance in Jiang Li's eyes.

"She likes you." Nanhuang said.

"Ah?" The fifth master was stunned this time. "Who?"

"That senior sister."

Rong Wuye was startled. "impossible."

Nanhuang took a bite of the cake and looked at Master Rong with great disdain.

Only then did Master Rong remember what Nan Huang had said before that Jiang Li would target her. Then she got it right.

It seems that this time, she will be right again?

"I have almost no impression of her."

Nanhuang was silent.

Rong Wuye came forward, raised the corners of his lips and asked in a low voice: "Little one, how are you going to deal with your love rival?"

Nanhuang raised his eyebrows.

Rong Wuye raised his eyebrows and said, "Would you like me to teach you how to deal with your love rival?"

With that said, Rong Wuye stretched out his hands and hugged Nanhuang into his arms. Nanhuang, who was holding the cake, was slightly startled, and then felt Rong Wuye gently rubbing her head.

"Can I kiss you?" Rong Wuye asked softly.

Nanhuang pushed him away.

She patted herself, put down the cake, and stood up, with a slight blush on her cheeks.

At this moment, the preparatory bell for the third assessment rang, and there was movement in the venue. Nanhuang lowered his head and looked over, only to see hospital nursing beds being pushed in one by one. One patient per bed, for a total of just twenty patients.

Field simulation assessment?

Nanhuang said: "I'm going."

"Yeah." Rong Wuye looked at the venue with cold eyes.

At the third assessment site, there were a total of twenty patients lying on twenty nursing beds, and they were numbered from 1 to 20.

The staff looked at the time and said: "Candidates please go to their respective locations according to their rankings in the previous session."

Nanhuang naturally walked in front of patient No. 1. She glanced at the face of Patient No. 1 and felt a little confused.

How to say it.

He was a patient about the same age as her, seventeen or eighteen years old, who looked quite healthy.

The staff member said: "You each have half an hour to inquire and treat your patients. The treatment plan and report are given and it is over. The exam has begun! Time!"

In the third assessment venue, a huge hourglass started to work, and the candidates approached their patients one by one.

The patient in front of Nanhuang, this young girl, lifted the quilt and sat up.

She observed it and found that the patient's face and complexion were quite good.

She took the file beside her and looked at the basic data on it, but saw that she didn't speak for a long time. So he asked: "Miss Huang Ruo, how can I help you?"

The girl lowered her eyelids slightly and sat quietly.

Nanhuang waited for a long time and saw that she still didn't respond, so he patiently continued to ask: "Can I check your pulse?"

The girl nodded slightly and stretched out her right hand. After checking the pulse of her right hand, Nanhuang was a little confused and asked, "Can you give me your left hand?"

The girl also handed over her left hand. After Nanhuang checked it, he was slightly surprised. She looked at her with a soft face. "Are you feeling distressed about yourself?"

The girl looked hesitant. She thought for a while and finally nodded slowly.

"Can you tell me your troubles?" Nanhuang guided patiently.

The girl hesitated for a long time and then slowly spoke. "Doctor, I don't know if I'm a girl or a boy."