The letter Jiang Wanxi had sent to Ji Province seemed to have vanished without a trace.
She had already been in the capital for twenty days, yet she hadn’t received a single reply.
She wondered how Grandpa and Grandma were doing. Did her parents miss her? Was everything going smoothly with her older brothers’ jobs? Had her younger brothers grown taller again?
Ever since Jiang Wanxi started working at the clinic, Jiang Yu had been making sarcastic remarks almost every day.
Fortunately, Jiang Wanxi spent her days at the clinic and her afternoons learning traditional Chinese medicine at her grandmother’s house, so the two didn’t have many opportunities to see each other.
Jiang Wanxi constantly reminded herself of one important rule:
Stay far away from the male and female leads and cherish her precious life.
Recently, Shen Menglan had also become obsessed with knitting. She had gone out and “wholesaled” a huge pile of yarn and now came to the clinic whenever she had free time to knit.
School would be starting again soon, and she wanted to spend as much time as possible bonding with her daughter before then.
Whenever Jiang Wanxi wasn’t busy, she would knit alongside her mother.
She knew many different knitting patterns, all of which she had learned from short videos online in her previous life.
Jiang Wanxi worked quickly. She had already finished sweaters for her grandparents. Her grandmother’s was a crocheted cardigan, while her father Jiang Hongtao’s sweater was nearly finished as well.
Her mother’s would be next.
Then there were her brothers.
Jiang Wanxi felt that she had a long and difficult mission ahead of her. She needed to work faster, or all this knitting would start interfering with her study of traditional Chinese medicine.
Grandma said that Jiang Wanxi had been born to study medicine because she absorbed new knowledge both quickly and thoroughly.
Jiang Wanxi felt somewhat embarrassed by the praise.
In her previous life, many of the children at the orphanage had been abandoned by their parents because of congenital conditions or illnesses they developed later in life.
It was because of those children that Jiang Wanxi had resolved at a young age to become a doctor.
Perhaps she really did possess some natural talent for medicine, but her achievements had also required years of hard work.
Besides, in her previous life, she had attended plenty of medical conferences both at home and abroad. With the internet available, she had also enjoyed countless opportunities to continue learning.
Now that the knowledge and experience of two lifetimes had been combined, it would have been strange if she didn’t appear talented.
There was another piece of good news.
All the clothing that had been sitting unsold in the garment factory had finally been altered and successfully sold.
Because of this achievement, her younger uncle-in-law had been promoted to deputy factory director, while her younger aunt had become a workshop director.
A promotion and a raise—double happiness for the family.
Her aunt had even come over personally to give Jiang Wanxi a red envelope containing a full five hundred yuan!
Jiang Wanxi’s little private savings had become considerably healthier again.
She sincerely hoped that her life could continue like this—peaceful, fulfilling, and uneventful.
Unfortunately, things rarely went according to plan.
One day, someone Jiang Wanxi never wanted to meet walked into the clinic.
The male lead.
Xie Jin’an.
Jiang Wanxi had almost forgotten that such a person even existed in this world.
And he hadn’t come alone.
Jiang Yu had brought him.
Xie Jin’an had caught a cold and developed a fever.
Jiang Wanxi could only marvel at the terrifying power of the plot.
She felt utterly hopeless.
She really wanted to slap Jiang Yu.
Was there something seriously wrong with this woman?
Had every other hospital in the capital suddenly closed down?
Why did they have to come to this tiny clinic?
Didn’t they know she had been deliberately avoiding them?
Yet here they were, insisting on appearing right in front of her!
Worse still, it happened to be the lunchtime shift, and Jiang Wanxi was the only person on duty.
Xie Jin’an’s family also lived in the residential compound, and he was the only son in his family.
His family couldn’t bear to let him follow in his father’s footsteps, so after he graduated from high school two years ago, they arranged for him to work at a machinery factory.
Xie Jin’an was around 1.8 meters tall, with a slender build.
His hair was neatly combed back, revealing his forehead and bright eyes. His features were refined and handsome, with clearly defined contours. Beneath his high nose, his lips curved slightly upward, and a faint smile rested at the corners of his mouth, giving him a warm and approachable appearance.
Because of his fever, a faint flush covered his cheeks, adding color to his normally fair complexion.
There was also a distinctly scholarly air about him, as though he had stepped straight out of a book.
That unique temperament made him stand out in a crowd, giving others the impression that he was cultured, gentle, and well educated.
Combined with his delicate, pretty-boy appearance, it was easy to understand why he attracted so much attention.
Unfortunately, his looks weren’t Jiang Wanxi’s type at all.
Suddenly, she remembered the man she had encountered around the corner that day.
That man had radiated masculinity and was devastatingly handsome.
Now that was Jiang Wanxi’s type.
Compared with him, Xie Jin’an wasn’t even close.
More importantly, Xie Jin’an was the male lead.
He was also the beginning of the supporting female character’s miserable fate.
He and Jiang Yu had grown up together as childhood sweethearts. Later, after the national college entrance examination was reinstated, they would both be admitted to university.
After graduation, one would enter politics while the other would establish a factory.
As Jiang Yu watched, she noticed Jiang Wanxi preparing Xie Jin’an’s medicine while occasionally sneaking glances at him.
One moment, Jiang Wanxi shook her head and sighed.
The next, she curled her lips dismissively.
Could Jiang Wanxi have fallen for Brother Jin’an?
Absolutely not!
Brother Jin’an could only belong to her.
As though declaring her ownership, Jiang Yu stepped forward and wrapped her arm around Xie Jin’an’s.
“Little Sister Wanwan, Brother Jin’an is going to be all right, isn’t he?”
Jiang Wanxi found the situation ridiculous.
Jiang Yu might treat Xie Jin’an like some priceless treasure, but Jiang Wanxi wanted nothing to do with him.
If she treasured him that much, why not just hide him away somewhere?
“It’s only a common cold. Take one packet of this medicine three times a day and drink plenty of hot water.”
Jiang Wanxi’s tone was completely professional and businesslike.
Meanwhile, Xie Jin’an had also been paying attention to Jiang Wanxi.
She hadn’t spent much time under the sun recently, so her skin had become considerably fairer. Her delicate features were complemented by a pair of beautiful peach-blossom eyes framed by long, curled eyelashes.
She was about the same height as Jiang Yu, perhaps even slightly taller.
He had heard that she was Uncle Jiang’s biological daughter, who had only recently been found and brought home.
Thinking about how she had secretly looked him over earlier, Xie Jin’an suddenly had a thought.
Could she have fallen for him?
He knew he was handsome.
Plenty of girls in the residential compound liked him.
Unfortunately, he had loved Jiang Yu ever since they were children.
What a pity.
It seemed he would have to disappoint this young girl.
Still, he should at least greet her.
“Hello! I’m Xie Jin’an. Come visit my house with your sister sometime when you’re free.”
“Oh. I’m not free.”
Jiang Wanxi rudely began driving him away.
“Take care. I won’t see you out.”
Xie Jin’an immediately wore an expression that seemed to say, *Just as I thought—she’s heartbroken.*
He smiled, nodded, and left with Jiang Yu.
It was probably better not to stay any longer.
The poor girl must be embarrassed.
If Jiang Wanxi had known about the ridiculously self-satisfied fantasy playing out in Xie Jin’an’s head, she probably would have vomited in disgust before telling him to get as far away from her as humanly possible.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yu felt extremely uncomfortable after seeing Xie Jin’an talking to Jiang Wanxi.
They had barely reached the doorway when she asked in a sweet, coquettish voice, “Brother Jin’an, don’t you think Little Sister Wanwan is very pretty? You have no idea—everyone likes her so much.”
Xie Jin’an lowered his head and smiled.
“Not at all. In my eyes, A-Yu is the prettiest.”
He knew Jiang Yu was jealous because she had seen him looking at Jiang Wanxi earlier, and the realization filled him with satisfaction.
He loved watching girls get jealous over him.
It gave him a wonderful sense of accomplishment.
Jiang Wanxi, however, overheard their conversation and immediately broke out in goosebumps.
Ugh!
These two really were a perfect match.
They had better stay together forever and never bother anyone else.