After Transmigrating Into The Novel, The White Moonlight And The Female Lead Of The Abusive Romance Got Their Happy Ending - Chapter 4

“Knock, knock—knock—”

Wen Tang lightly tapped on the director’s office door.

“Come in.”

Once she received permission, she pushed the door open.

“Teacher, I’m back!”

When Zheng Huairen saw that it was his prized student, his face immediately lit up.

“So? You learned a lot in Cleveland, didn’t you?”

“Of course!” Wen Tang naturally sat down on the office sofa. “Putting everything else aside, they really are far ahead when it comes to minimally invasive cardiac surgery.”

“I heard from your Senior Brother Robert that you did extremely well over there. At one point, he even wanted to keep you.”

Robert had been Zheng Huairen’s senior colleague while he was studying for his doctorate in the United States. Wen Tang had only been able to enter Cleveland’s program in the first place thanks to the recommendation letter he had written for her.

“Xiao Wen—” Zheng Huairen deliberately drew out her name before asking solemnly, “Suppose I gave you a team right now and asked you to establish a minimally invasive cardiac surgery program at our hospital. Would you have the confidence to do it?”

Traditional cardiac surgery usually required stopping the heart first, connecting the patient to a cardiopulmonary bypass machine, and only then carrying out the procedure.

That method caused significant trauma to the patient and made postoperative complications far more likely. Because of that, people had begun turning their attention toward minimally invasive surgery.

Cleveland was one of the first hospitals in the world to carry out minimally invasive cardiac procedures. That was precisely why Zheng Huairen had sent his most outstanding student from recent years there.

Hearing this, Wen Tang stood.

Her back was as straight as green bamboo growing from solid rock, her proud bearing impossible to conceal.

“Then I can only give you my military pledge. If I fail, I’ll stop being a doctor for the rest of my life!”

She was not speaking recklessly.

For one thing, every minimally invasive surgery she had led in Cleveland since transmigrating had been highly successful. For another, in the world she had come from, minimally invasive cardiac surgery had already become very mature.

If she had such a solid foundation and still did not dare accept this task, she might as well stop practicing medicine altogether.

“Young people shouldn’t be so impetuous.” Zheng Huairen patted her shoulder. “Take it slowly. You can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry. First, go to cardiac surgery and perform a few operations with your senior colleague. Get used to working together and choose the people you want on your team while you’re at it.”

“All right. I understand.”

“Oh, right—”

Wen Tang had barely stepped out the door when Zheng Huairen suddenly called her back.

“Huadu Television Station has a program that wants a doctor from cardiac surgery to give an interview. You have the best appearance in the entire department, and you also have experience performing onstage from your university days, so you can go. The production team will contact you.”

…

“The operation is complete. Transfer the patient to the CCU.”

Wen Tang removed her gloves and breathed a sigh of relief.

When she walked out of the operating room, the sky was already dark. Nurses passing back and forth smiled and nodded at her, and she returned each greeting.

The medical system in this world’s Huaguo was not very different from the one in her original world. Returning to this environment naturally filled her with a sense of familiarity.

“Hello, Junior Sister.”

“Hello, Senior Sister.”

“Good evening, Dr. Wen.”

…

All the way from the operating suite back to the department, people continually stopped to greet her.

Although Wen Tang was currently only an attending physician, everyone at the hospital knew she had an impressive publication record and that her mentor was the vice president. Once she completed five years of service, she would almost certainly become one of the associate directors of cardiac surgery.

The people in other departments were not competing with her anyway. It cost them nothing to greet her when they met, so why not?

A faint vibration came from her side pocket.

Wen Tang took out her phone and checked the message.

It had come from an unfamiliar number. The sender introduced herself as the host of Huadu Television Station’s interview program One-on-One and said she hoped to interview Wen Tang.

Her slender fingers flew across the screen.

“I just finished an operation. If you don’t mind, give me fifteen minutes.”

She was not on duty tonight. A resident was watching over the CCU, so she did not need to remain in the ward around the clock.

Father and Mother Wen lived in the suburbs. Since Wen Tang found it too far from the hospital, she had moved out to live alone on her second day back at work.

She would only be reading papers after going home anyway, so there was no harm in accepting an interview.

The other person replied quickly.

“Then let’s meet at the café on the first floor of Building Four. I’m wearing a light blue dress.”

Wen Tang replied with an “OK.” When she saw the words first floor of Building Four, an intrigued smile appeared on her face.

Building Four was a very unusual place.

It did not belong to the outpatient and emergency departments in Buildings One through Three, nor did it have anything to do with the inpatient wards in Buildings Five through Eight.

It stood in the farthest corner of the hospital, separated from the rest by a patch of grass and a bamboo grove. Patients and family members rarely went there. In fact, most people who did not work at the hospital had no idea where Building Four was.

The building had been allocated to the laboratories.

The second floor belonged to internal medicine, the third to surgery, and the fourth housed the animal-transfer rooms. The dedicated animal facility stood directly beside it.

As for the first floor?

The first floor contained a convenience store, a café, and a cafeteria, all intended to allow research-oriented master’s and doctoral students to conduct experiments inside the building without being disturbed by the outside world.

Had the original owner’s memories not gradually begun resurfacing after Wen Tang returned home, even she would not have known such a place existed.

She was rather curious about how this host knew about it.

Did she have a friend or family member working here?

“Wait!”

Just before the elevator doors closed, a young resident under Wen Tang’s supervision came running over.

Wen Tang pressed the door-open button. The girl entered the elevator, panting.

“Hello, Dr. Wen. Thank you, Dr. Wen.”

“Your name is Luo Ran, right?” Wen Tang turned to look at her. “Aren’t you on duty tonight?”

Luo Ran smiled brightly.

“My senior is watching the ward for me for a while. I’m going to passage my cells. Coincidentally, he hasn’t finished writing his major case record yet, and he has a date later. We divided the work between us. I’m going to passage both our cell cultures.”

“Professional master’s students have to conduct experiments now too?”

Professional master’s programs focused primarily on clinical residency training. Hospitals generally imposed lower research requirements on those students, so most of them did not concentrate on basic experiments.

“No, it’s just…” Luo Ran suddenly became a little shy and lowered her voice. “I want to pursue a doctorate in the future, so I should at least have one decent paper. Besides, didn’t you conduct experiments while completing your residency training too? I want to learn from you!”

By the end, her eyes were sparkling as though they contained thousands of stars.

Wen Tang had always liked ambitious young women.

“Keep working hard. You’re welcome to come to me whenever you have questions.”

“Mm. Thank you, Dr. Wen.”

Luo Ran left the elevator. When she saw Wen Tang walking toward Building Four with her, she asked in confusion, “Doctor, are you going to do an experiment too?”

“I’m going to the café.”

The night was very quiet. Only their shadows beneath the dim yellow streetlights walked with them along the secluded path.

Wen Tang suddenly felt grateful to have Luo Ran chattering beside her.

The “Wen Tang” of this world had not been afraid of the dark, but she was.

After passing through a dim bamboo grove, the brightly lit building appeared before them.

Luo Ran pointed toward Building Four.

“Doctor, it’s almost time for my reservation in the cell room. I’ll go ahead?”

“All right. Go on. I hope your experiment goes smoothly.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the braided young woman skipped toward the elevator reserved for internal staff at the side of the building.

What an energetic young person.

In truth, Wen Tang was not much older than her. “Wen Tang” had skipped grades, and she had been sent abroad for further training before even completing three full years of her doctorate.

Yet every day, she was surrounded by people calling her “Doctor,” “Teacher,” and “Senior Sister,” making her feel as though she were much older than she really was.

Wen Tang shook her head in amusement and entered through the main entrance.

The cafeteria was completely dark. Only the café and a twenty-four-hour convenience store still had their lights on.

That made sense. It was long past mealtime. Apart from the cafeteria attached to the operating suites, all the others had closed hours ago.

The café was dimly lit. Only one employee stood behind the counter, slowly washing cups.

Wen Tang immediately spotted the figure in blue.

Her smooth, long hair had been loosely tied with a white ribbon. The French-style gray-blue dress made her entire presence seem gentler, like a mountain stream glistening in the light—quiet and serene.

Wen Tang walked over and took the initiative to speak.

“Hello. I’m Wen Tang.”

The woman in the blue dress turned her head.

Her moist, round eyes gleamed beneath the lights, like those of an innocent fawn beneath the moonlight—

Wen Tang felt a trace of familiarity.

“I’m sorry, but have we met before?”

The woman seemed to have heard something extremely amusing and covered her mouth as she laughed.

“Dr. Wen truly is an important person with a poor memory.”

The moment she heard the words Dr. Wen, Wen Tang’s memories of the airport rushed to the front of her mind.

Realization dawned on her.

So this was the woman she had accidentally bumped into at the airport!

That also cleared up one of her earlier questions. Presumably, the hospital had already sent Wen Tang’s information to the production team, which was how this woman had known her identity.

What a mischievous young woman.

“Hello, Dr. Wen. I’m Shi Nanqiao, the host of One-on-One.”

Shi Nanqiao?!

The instant Wen Tang heard the name, she stared at her in stunned silence.

Who?

Shi Nanqiao!

Wasn’t that the female lead?

Shouldn’t the female lead still be working at a local television station right now?!

Shi Nanqiao did not miss the surprise Wen Tang believed she had concealed so well.

She asked with interest, “Dr. Wen, you seem surprised. Did we know each other before? I mean, before we met at the airport.”

Wen Tang tried to hide her unease by moving her hands and hurriedly explained, “No. I have a friend overseas with the same name, so I was a little surprised…”

“What a coincidence—” Shi Nanqiao narrowed her eyes. “Then you’ll have to introduce us someday. This is the first time I’ve ever encountered someone with exactly the same name as me.”

Wen Tang laughed awkwardly.

“Of course, of course. If she ever returns to the country…”

“Dr. Wen, let’s get back to the matter at hand. How much do you know about One-on-One?”

“Uh—” Wen Tang hesitated.

The original owner had not paid much attention to television programs, which meant even less of that information had reached Wen Tang through her memories.

After thinking for a long time, she finally dug out one faint, blurry impression.

“You invite people onto the show to have conversations?”

“That’s right. However, we’ll be making a few small changes for this season. I wonder whether we could trouble you to cooperate with us?”

Shi Nanqiao smiled with pure innocence, yet every word quietly laid another trap, tempting her prey to take the bait.

“As long as the hospital permits it, I shouldn’t have any problem.”

“Of course. I’ve already contacted your hospital. Actually, before you appear on the program, I would like to follow you during your outpatient consultations and surgeries for several days, then select some footage to release as behind-the-scenes material.”

When Wen Tang heard that the hospital had agreed, she accepted without much hesitation.

“You can film me, but if you want to record anyone else—especially patients and their families—you must obtain their consent.”

“Don’t worry. I understand.”

Having achieved her goal, Shi Nanqiao’s eyes curved with delight.

“Are you working tomorrow? I’ll bring the crew over.”

“That’s fine.”