After Transmigrating Into The Novel, The White Moonlight And The Female Lead Of The Abusive Romance Got Their Happy Ending - Chapter 12

Golden evening sunlight spilled across the asphalt road. The sidewalks on both sides were crowded with people leaving work, yet amid the bustling flow of pedestrians, one graceful figure was moving against the tide.

She wore a white blouse and dark green suit trousers. Several doctors heading home noticed her and looked over curiously.

Normally, a doctor who finished a night shift in the morning could rest until the following morning. Yet Wen Tang had returned to the hospital that very evening.

At the hospital’s side entrance, she collected the milk tea she had ordered from the deliveryman, then struggled upstairs carrying eight cups.

Inside the demonstration classroom, the interns were preparing to leave for the day.

Cheng Yuqin was a fifth-year student preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. Whenever her internship shift ended, she was always among the first to leave.

Today, however, it seemed unlikely that she would be able to return early and study as planned.

Wen Tang pushed open the door with the milk tea and placed the bags on the table.

“I bought everyone milk tea. Take one each before you leave.”

“Dr. Wen, really?” someone asked in surprise.

In most departments, supervising doctors did occasionally treat students to meals or milk tea, but usually only the students directly assigned to them. It was rare for someone to treat such a large group all at once.

“Really. Go ahead.” Wen Tang nodded, a faint smile appearing on her face. “I just want to ask you something.”

The gossip-loving Cheng Yuqin immediately stopped caring which flavor she got and rushed to the front.

“Ask me anything, Dr. Wen. I’m your information specialist!”

“That’s right, Doctor. Ask Sister Qin about anything related to the university. If she doesn’t know, there probably aren’t many people in the entire hospital who do,” her friend said with a laugh.

It seemed the milk tea had not been bought in vain.

Wen Tang asked, “What is the procedure for becoming a volunteer at the hospital? The applicant isn’t a student here or a staff member.”

“The university’s Youth Volunteer Association handles that. I know one of their board members, so I’ll ask him when I get back.” Since Cheng Yuqin had accepted the milk tea, she felt obligated to investigate the matter properly. “Let me add you on WeChat. I should have an answer for you later.”

Wen Tang nodded and thanked her politely.

“Then I’ll have to trouble you, Student Cheng.”

“No problem. Leave it to me.”

Seeing that Wen Tang had nothing else to say, one of the students cautiously asked, “Doctor, can we leave now?”

“Be careful on your way home.”

After exiting the hospital and confirming that no familiar teachers were nearby, one student took a deep breath to calm her furiously pounding heart.

Seeing this, Cheng Yuqin joked, “Aren’t you usually incredibly bold? Why do you act like a mouse meeting a cat whenever you see Dr. Wen?”

Her classmate pulled a mock-crying face.

“Sister Qin, you don’t understand. I assisted Dr. Wen during an operation before. She’s extremely strict in the operating room. My suturing was a little rough, and she immediately pointed it out. She doesn’t scold people, but you know how it is—some people just have an incredibly powerful presence!”

“I understand! I completely understand!” Cheng Yuqin nodded repeatedly. “She’s so hardworking and serious that she seems completely incompatible with junk food like milk tea and fried chicken. Besides, every woman who manages to establish herself in cardiac surgery is exceptionally impressive. My roommate said she isn’t only brilliant at surgery; she’s also incredible at research.”

“Exactly. She has that aloof, untouchable expert aura.”

The interns’ dormitory was not far from the hospital, so the students usually traveled back and forth on electric scooters or bicycles.

Another student caught up to them on her bicycle and asked eagerly, “Did you notice? Dr. Wen smiled several times just now. She usually never shows any expression.”

“She did, didn’t she? Has something good happened to her recently?”

Her classmate adopted an exaggerated pose.

“Something good is always happening to her. Her operations have been going smoothly, and she had another paper published a couple of days ago. Its impact factor was over ten!”

“My god! That’s incredible. I hope I can become like her one day.”

“Work hard, Dr. Cheng. We’ll wait for you to carry us all to success~”

“Go stand somewhere cooler, the lot of you…”

The young interns laughed freely beneath the sunset. No matter how difficult tomorrow’s road might be, their eyes remained full of anticipation.

…

Since she had already come to the hospital, Wen Tang had no intention of returning home immediately. She planned to use the hospital’s internal network in the office to continue reviewing patient records.

She had never forgotten the matter of minimally invasive surgery. Since she had made a promise to her mentor, she had to fulfill it.

However, while reviewing the original Wen Tang’s experiences abroad, she discovered that even Cleveland’s most advanced techniques were still behind those of her original world.

In that case, she intended to stand on the shoulders of the experts from her former world and advance minimally invasive surgery even further. It would also be an opportunity to help Huaguo’s medical field distinguish itself internationally!

The most important area was interventional technology, but she currently lacked both status and influence. Even with Vice President Zheng’s support, it would be difficult to launch research on such a large scale.

Before that, the areas she could realistically develop were cardiac procedures using small incisions and thoracoscopic assistance.

She did not dare copy the experience of her original world outright. Any discrepancy could endanger the patients, and that would be deeply irresponsible.

By combining real clinical cases with the knowledge from her former world, she could identify methods that were genuinely effective.

That was why she had recently reviewed such a vast amount of literature and was now frantically searching through all kinds of clinical surgical records.

While she was examining a case file, someone pushed open the door to the department’s large office.

Wen Tang looked up and saw an academic doctoral student from cardiac surgery.

His primary supervisor was also Vice President Zheng, so he addressed Wen Tang as “Senior Sister.”

“Senior Sister, what kind of model workers are you and Junior Sister Luo supposed to be? After finishing a night shift, one of you goes to the laboratory to run experiments while the other comes here to organize medical records.” He marveled repeatedly. “We really ought to make those junior academic master’s students learn from you.”

Wen Tang could not be bothered to answer and instead asked, “Why are you here in the inpatient department?”

“I have several invoices for reagents and consumables that need signatures. The boss told me to come find him tonight.” He spread his hands helplessly and placed the white invoices on the desk. “But when I asked just now, I found out he still hasn’t finished surgery. I can only wait here and ambush him.”

“I see. He should be finished soon,” Wen Tang replied indifferently before returning to her work.

The doctoral student did not disturb her. He took out his phone and casually scrolled through videos.

About another hour passed. Most of the department staff who were not working the night shift had already left when Wen Tang’s phone chimed with a new message.

[Cheng Yuqin, Fifth-Year Intern]: Dr. Wen, I just asked about it~ Since the new semester is beginning and last year’s scholarship evaluations are about to start, everyone is busy earning points for their comprehensive assessments. Hospital volunteering is an important source of points. The Youth Volunteer Association’s process is quite strict now. Applicants must be enrolled students, and they have to use facial recognition when checking in on-site.

[Cheng Yuqin, Fifth-Year Intern]: I’m sorry, Dr. Wen. If there really isn’t another option, I could apply under my name. I can complete the facial recognition first and then let your friend take my place.

Wen Tang frowned. She could no longer focus on the medical record she had been reading and rubbed between her brows.

Strict management was a good thing when volunteering could earn students assessment points, but sometimes it inevitably caused headaches.

They should not impersonate anyone.

If someone reported them, who knew whether it would affect Cheng Yuqin? The girl was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, so Wen Tang could not risk causing trouble for her.

She would have to contact the supervising teacher at the university when she had time. With the television program’s name behind the request, they presumably would not make things deliberately difficult.

“What’s wrong?” The doctoral student looked up and asked.

Wen Tang’s eyes suddenly lit up.

“Do you know which teacher is responsible for the university’s Youth Volunteer Association?”

?

The doctoral student looked completely bewildered, unable to understand what Wen Tang was doing.

“Senior Sister, there are only a few graduating classes between us. If you don’t know, how could I possibly know?”

“But—” He abruptly changed direction. “Junior Sister Luo is only a first-year postgraduate student. She might know more. Why don’t you ask her?”

“Really?” Wen Tang nearly jumped to her feet. “She should be in the laboratory now, right? I’ll go find her!”

“Wait! The laboratory is huge. How are you going to find her?”

Watching Wen Tang’s determined figure disappear into the distance, he muttered in confusion, “How strange. Why is she so excited?”

The sky had gradually darkened, but the streetlights had not yet switched on. The path leading to Building Four was shrouded in darkness.

Wen Tang was terrified inside, yet she still gathered her courage and jogged through the dim stretch of road.

Every laboratory in Building Four was brightly lit. Looking in from the entrance, she could see someone conducting experiments at almost every workbench.

She swiped her card to enter but could not immediately find Luo Ran’s station.

With no other choice, she began searching each workbench and room one by one.

“Senior Sister Wen?” someone called out to her.

Wen Tang turned and saw a doctoral student supervised by another mentor in cardiac surgery.

“Why are you at the laboratory?” Remembering He Guangbai, who had gone off angrily to find their boss for a signature earlier that evening, he asked, “Don’t tell me Brother He was bold enough to send you here to run an errand for him?”

The “Brother He” he referred to was He Guangbai, the doctoral student who had just been waiting for their boss to sign the invoices.

Wen Tang did not know what had come over her today.

This was clearly something she could have learned simply by asking anyone, yet she had stubbornly buried her head and gone looking for Luo Ran herself.

Thinking about it now, she felt somewhat embarrassed.

“I’m looking for Xiao Luo. Luo Ran.”

“Huh?” The young man looked utterly baffled. “Luo Ran is in the cell culture room. I just saw her passaging cells. What’s the point of looking for her out here?”

“And…” He found the whole thing incomprehensible. “Couldn’t you just call her if you needed something?”

“It’s a little… um…” Wen Tang hesitated. “Urgent.”

The young man did not look particularly convinced.

“…All right. She’s in Room 08 at the back.”

“Thanks.”

After turning and confirming that Wen Tang really had walked away, he continued muttering to himself.

“What’s going on today? He Guangbai is losing his temper, and Wen Tang is acting like an idiot.”

As the most senior student in Vice President Zheng Huairen’s group, He Guangbai was famous for his good temper. For some reason, however, he had seemed extremely angry today and had snapped at several innocent bystanders, including him.

Wen Tang was normally such a rational and composed person, yet she had inexplicably chosen this foolish method to find someone.

Honestly, he was speechless.

He suspected there was something wrong with the feng shui surrounding Vice President Zheng’s research group today.

Even after returning to his laboratory bench, finishing the TBST washes on the PVDF membrane from his Western blot experiment, and applying the secondary antibody, he still could not resist muttering to himself as he sat down to rest:

“Seriously, is everyone in their group sick today?”