"Quick, examine him. Full body checkup," the doctor ignored Lin Haoran and called over the nurse who had followed him in.
After a while, the nurse reported, "Doctor, preliminary examination shows the patient is completely normal."
"Completely normal?" The doctor was stunned. "Great, let me think about what method I used to save him. I need to write it down and present it nationally — no, internationally — at academic conferences." The doctor knew his opportunity had arrived. This was his chance to make a name for himself. He had just brought a man back from the dead — a man who had been declared medically dead. Wasn't this proof of his extraordinary medical skills?
"I need to think carefully, think carefully," the overjoyed doctor paced back and forth in the emergency room, shaking his head one moment, scratching it the next, looking like a madman.
He knew that if he just told the world how he had brought a dead man back to life, he would be awarded some kind of medical fellowship. His chance for promotion and fortune had arrived. Money and beauty — beauty and money — would surely come flooding his way.
"Huh? Where did the patient go?" The doctor glanced at the hospital bed and realized the most crucial thing of all — the man he had just saved was gone. He started screaming like a madman again.
Lin Haoran, seeing the doctor pacing like a lunatic, walked out of the emergency room himself. After all, the nurse had already said he was fine.
"You're okay?" The driver, seeing Lin Haoran come out, jumped up with joy. His earlier despair had vanished entirely.
"I'm fine." Lin Haoran felt as strong as if he could fight a tiger. Of course, he'd be up for any challenge that came his way.
"That's good. I... I didn't mean to hit you. You just walked right out in front of me."
"Forget it, I'm fine, so let it go. What about the medical bills?" This was the most important question, and Lin Haoran had to ask.
"I'll pay for everything, as long as you're okay." The driver patted his still-racing heart. This victim was a decent fellow. Anyone else would have demanded enormous compensation.
"Thanks for your trouble," Lin Haoran said.
"No trouble at all, no trouble at all." The driver wiped sweat from his forehead.
"Heavens, I need to get back to school for that meeting! My perfect attendance bonus!" Lin Haoran suddenly remembered this extremely important matter and dashed out without a second thought.
When Lin Haoran returned to school, it was already evening.
Since his clothes were stained with blood, he went to his room to shower and change. He planned to find Principal Wang Deming to explain that he hadn't skipped the meeting intentionally — he had been in a car accident and couldn't make it back.
"Principal Wang, hello." Lin Haoran had just closed his door when he saw Principal Wang Deming walking toward him. He hurried to greet him.
"Teacher Lin, why weren't you at the meeting this afternoon?" The diminutive Principal Wang, showing a full mouth of yellow teeth and a face full of anger, demanded. The county education bureau had been visiting for inspections today, and this was the one person — the one he disliked most — who had been absent. Wasn't this deliberately making things difficult for him?