Has the legendary goddess descended?
11: Chapter 11 The entire academy is shocked!
Has the legendary goddess descended?
The air conditioning in Sato’s car was on full blast, but as soon as Nari sat down, his sweat hadn’t even dried when his phone vibrated wildly like a death knell.
The caller ID was the hospital.
His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly answered.
“Is this Aiko’s family?
I’m Dr.
Shiku.
The child just had some adverse reactions to the medication, and her condition is not very stable.
You’d best come over immediately.” The voice on the other end of the phone was fast, every word like a small hammer, tapping on Nari’s most fragile nerves.
“I’ll be there right away!” After hanging up, Nari was completely tense.
He subconsciously reached for the car door, but was tripped by the intricate COS costume he was wearing.
This outfit, from the wig to the long boots, would take at least twenty minutes to take off.
But Aiko couldn’t wait twenty minutes.
“Nuo, don’t change!
Go straight to the hospital!” Sato floored the accelerator, and the car shot out.
“Saving a life is like fighting a fire; who cares what you’re wearing now!” Nari gritted his teeth and sat back down.
Sato was right; compared to his daughter’s safety, what did a little social death matter?
The inpatient department lobby of the City Central Hospital was always one of the busiest places in the entire hospital.
The chatter of patient families, the nurses calling out numbers, the sound of trolley wheels rolling mixed together, forming a symphony of human anxiety.
However, when a silver figure rushed in, bringing a gust of wind with him, this symphony was forcibly brought to a halt.
The entire lobby became so quiet that you could hear the “drip-drop” of medicine falling in the IV bag.
An auntie who was about to fetch hot water nearly dropped the thermos in her hand.
Several young people waiting for the elevator stopped pressing the elevator buttons in unison.
Everyone stopped in their tracks, stiffly turning their heads to look at the “being” who had suddenly intruded into this mundane world.
Silver long hair, white battle robes, a cold and ethereal temperament.
Did this person…
come to the wrong set?
Or has the hospital now launched a “deity descending to earth” escort service?
At this moment, in the nurses’ station, several young nurses were whispering around a mobile phone during their shift change.
“Oh my god, look at Goddess Jingliu, who is trending number one on Bilibili!
This beauty, even a model couldn’t be built this perfectly, right?” “I just asked my friend in the COS circle; it’s a real person, alive!
She’s at our city’s comic con today!
The fan photos are going viral!” “If I could see her in person in my lifetime, I’d quit my job on the spot to be her assistant; I’d even pour tea and water for her!” “Stop dreaming; how could mere mortals like us possibly meet such a goddess…” Before she could finish her sentence, one nurse suddenly looked up, staring intently ahead, her pen dropping onto the table with a “clatter.” The others looked in her direction.
They saw the “heavenly beauty” they had been raving about on their phone screens, now standing in front of their counter.
The real person’s impact was ten thousand times stronger than photos and videos.
It was the kind of beauty that made your brain automatically turn on a beauty filter, only to realize it was a redundant operation that wasn’t needed at all.
The breaths of the young nurses were all held.
Just as they thought they were collectively hallucinating and were about to pinch themselves, the “Goddess” in front of them spoke anxiously.
“Hello, may I ask about Aiko in room 703?
How is her condition now?” This question was clear, fluent, and carried a magnetic quality belonging to a male.
The air solidified.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
In the nurses’ station, the young girls who had been chattering moments ago instantly turned to stone.
They looked at the beautiful Coser they called “wife” on their phones, then at the “Goddess” in front of them who spoke with a standard baritone, feeling their worldview undergoing a magnitude 12 earthquake.
Their brain processors let out a mournful cry of overload, then burned out on the spot.
Only then did Nari belatedly realize that his attire, appearing here, did seem a bit…
shocking.
But he couldn’t dwell on it now; he only wanted to know about his daughter’s condition.
The nurses’ brains were wildly oscillating between the options of “Is he a man?!” and “He’s a Goddess!” Three seconds later, looking at Nari’s flawless face, which was even more unbelievable than a retouched photo, they collectively made a decision that defied hearing but was loyal to sight.
No, our eyes are not wrong!
The world is wrong!
Someone so beautiful, how could he be a man!
It must be our ears that are having problems!
Yes, we’re all hallucinating!
Just then, the experienced head nurse came out upon hearing the commotion.
She saw Nari, was startled at first, then found that anxiety incredibly familiar.
She remembered.
Isn’t this Mr.
Nari, who comes every day, rain or shine, to take care of his daughter, who is especially handsome, gentle, and polite?
But why is he like this today…?
“Mr…
Mr.
Nari?” The head nurse asked tentatively.
Nari clutched at it like a life raft, nodding immediately.
“It’s me, Head Nurse, Aiko, she…” This nod, like a switch, instantly ignited a brainstorm in the nurses’ minds.
An incredible but perfectly logical closed loop formed: Mr.
Nari = The Goddess Jingliu in front of us!
So, Mr.
Nari is actually a woman!
She cross-dressed as a man all this time to make it easier to work hard and earn money for her daughter’s medical treatment!
Going to the comic con today was to earn more money, which is why she reverted to her true form as a “Goddess”!
What kind of earth-shattering, gender-transcending great familial love is this!
In an instant, all the nurses’ reactions to Nari changed from shock to adoration, finally turning into deep admiration.
“Ai…
Aiko-chan!
Don’t worry!” The head nurse was the first to react, her tone changing.
“Dr.
Shiku just checked; the child’s condition has stabilized.
It’s just a normal rejection reaction to some medication.
Please come with me quickly!” Nari was stunned by the address “Aiko-chan,” but hearing that his daughter was fine, a huge weight was finally lifted from his heart.
“Please come this way, walk slowly, watch your step.” Several young nurses spontaneously cleared the way, as polite as if they were greeting a head of state.
Sato, who was following behind, had his head buried very low, his shoulders shaking, barely suppressing his laughter, almost suffering internal injuries.
He leaned close to Nari’s ear and whispered, “Brother, see?
Charm conquers all; gender isn’t even an issue.” Nari had no time for him.
The two hurried towards room 703, “escorted” by the nurses.
The door to the room was ajar, and Dr.
Shiku’s gentle voice could be heard from inside.
Nari stopped at the doorway; he was completely calm now.
If his identity was exposed, then so be it.
As long as his daughter was fine, nothing else mattered.
He pushed the door to the room open with force.