Wu Youdao looked up and smiled. Wang Guohai was dismayed to find that this usually stern old TCM doctor actually held a trace of smugness in his smile.

Yes, smugness. Wang Guohai felt as if Wu Youdao had stumbled upon some great treasure, while he himself was so anxious he felt like he might go mad.

"You're clouded by concern. Have you forgotten that the relationship between these few people and the mother giving birth is clearly different? They are all very familiar with each other. That couple is still at the hospital; with them there, how can we not find out where these young people come from?"

Wu Youdao looked at Wang Guohai's frustrated expression, nodded with satisfaction, and then revealed his reasoning.

Wang Guohai froze slightly, then immediately smacked his head. "That's right! How could I not think of that? That couple is close to these students; they definitely know where they come from!"

A doctor also smiled lightly and said, "Director Wang, Old Wu is right. You let concern cloud your judgment. They are all students. If we know they are students, isn't it easy to find them? There aren't that many schools near us!"

"True. The closest and most famous school to our hospital is Changjing University. And that young man is studying medicine, so narrowing it down to the Medical School will definitely help us find them!"

Wang Guohai slapped his thigh excitedly, all his previous vexation completely gone.

Wu Youdao and the other doctors also chuckled. Wu Youdao had sensed that Zhang Yang didn't want to reveal his identity, so he hadn't pressed him, nor had he tried to stop him when Zhang Yang left.

Because he already had a way to find out who Zhang Yang was.

While the few of them were discussing Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang was rubbing his nose, feeling an itch to sneeze but unable to let it out—a terribly uncomfortable sensation.

After taking Mi Xue and the others back to the school dormitory, Zhang Yang left the campus gates and returned to his rented small apartment.

His residence had been upgraded to a new two-bedroom, one-living room unit.

Zhang Yang couldn't say he was thrilled with this new place, but he certainly wasn't complaining either. It was far better than where he had lived during his university days.

Since transmigrating, Zhang Yang’s mindset had remained remarkably calm.

Recalling the final moments of the plane crash made him cherish life even more. Being alive was better than anything; being alive was the greatest gift heaven had bestowed upon him.

Not to mention that he had returned to his youth and could relive his university life.

Regarding his current identity and life, Zhang Yang was quite content. In his past life, he had experienced all sorts of glory and enjoyed every luxury, but in that life, he often couldn't act according to his own will.

In this life, he just wanted to truly be himself and live the life he genuinely desired.

Filled with longing and anticipation for this new life, Zhang Yang slowly drifted off to sleep, completely unaware that Wu Youdao, that sly old fox, was already plotting with a group of doctors behind his back.

The next day was the start of the semester, and Zhang Yang woke up early.

His rental was just outside the East Gate of the school; it took less than ten minutes to walk there. After buying two shaomai and drinking a packet of soy milk, Zhang Yang walked into the campus gates with a slight tremor of excitement.

It had been over a decade; he never imagined he would one day return to campus as a student again. After serving as a professor at the university, he understood the preciousness of being a student.

"Zhang Yang, morning!"

Just as he finished the shaomai, Zhang Yang ran into an acquaintance. This person was somewhat dark-skinned, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a black shirt; at a quick glance, one might mistake him for a foreign friend.

"Hu Tao, morning!"

After a brief mental search, Zhang Yang immediately recognized the dark-skinned man before him.

Hu Tao was from the Physical Education department. Though only 1.7 meters tall, he was a basketball ace and the starting point guard for the department team. The PE department's basketball team was quite famous within the school, as many members of the university team came from that department.

Unfortunately, the starting point guard for the university team wasn't him, but someone else—a person Zhang Yang was close with: Hu Xin.

"Chairman Zhou instructed that the meeting is at 1:30 this afternoon. I intended to notify you anyway, so now that I've run into you, don't be late!" Hu Tao said with a veiled tone before immediately walking past Zhang Yang.

Hu Tao held a deep resentment toward Hu Xin. Both shared the surname Hu, but their personalities clashed irreconcilably. For the position of the university team's starting point guard, they had competed openly and secretly countless times.

Sadly, he wasn't as tall as Hu Xin, nor was his skill better; every time, he ended up as the backup, or at best, the department team's starter.

"I know. Tell Chairman Zhou I definitely won't be late!"

Zhang Yang smiled, appearing completely unconcerned, and continued walking forward.

Hu Tao himself paused, slowly shook his head, and walked on, but not alongside Zhang Yang.

Hu Tao was also a member of the Student Union, but he belonged to Zhou Yichen's faction—one of his lackeys—so he naturally didn't like Zhang Yang. Furthermore, Zhang Yang's good relationship with Hu Xin made Hu Tao even more displeased with him.

Usually, during Student Union meetings, Hu Tao had often helped Zhou Yichen ostracize Zhang Yang.

In the past, if Hu Tao had said something similar to Zhang Yang, the response would certainly have been a cold snort, perhaps not even a reply at all, unlike now, where he smiled and said he wouldn't be late.

Zhang Yang's attitude left Hu Tao momentarily confused.

Inside, Zhang Yang chuckled inwardly. He was no longer the 'Zhang Yang' of the past. He often attended the Party Committee meetings of institutions even more famous and prestigious than Changjing University; a mere little Student Union meeting was nothing.

Having fully absorbed the memories, Zhang Yang truly didn't take Zhou Yichen or the Hu Tao before him seriously.

The Medical School was located east of Changjiang University. After entering the East Gate, it wasn't long before he reached the teaching building, where he spotted a familiar figure from a distance.

Mi Xue was standing at the base of the building, with Xiao Dai beside her, and Hu Xin behind them.

Many medical students were coming and going nearby. Seeing Mi Xue made many sets of eyes light up, wanting to approach and strike up a conversation, but upon spotting the fierce-looking Hu Xin, they all hesitated.

Hu Xin had quite a reputation in the Medical School, not just for being a member of the university basketball team, but his fierce demeanor kept many people away.

Furthermore, Hu Xin had a terrible temper. Although he had never actually assaulted anyone on campus, every student felt an innate sense of fear around him—he was naturally the type to play the villain.

However, a few bolder individuals remained nearby, waiting to see if an opportunity might arise to get acquainted with the beauty.

"Mi Xue, morning!"

Zhang Yang was wearing a tracksuit today, very ordinary clothes, but on him, they looked robust and masculine. Mi Xue stared blankly for a moment as Zhang Yang strode toward her.

It wasn't until Zhang Yang greeted her that she snapped back to reality, nervously stammering, "Zhang Yang, good, ah, good morning!"

After saying this, the usually composed Mi Xue actually blushed—a rare occurrence—and lowered her head, gazing at her own toes.

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