Perspective Medical Genius Young Master

Chapter 920 - 912: Pestering Relentlessly



Chapter 920: Chapter 912: Pestering Relentlessly

I am Liu Rui, and I have a twin sister. Actually, we are the same age, but I was born a few seconds before her, so I became her brother.

However, many times I feel like I’m not a brother. When we were kids, she grew taller than me, and in many things, she accommodated and complied with me. I didn’t like to talk, so she would tell me all the things that happened at school. Even though they were all little things, none of them were funny, yet I didn’t know why everything seemed so interesting in her eyes.

To be honest, I really liked the way she chirped non-stop behind me, even though I barely paid her any attention. You might think I’m sick, and sometimes I think so too, but over time, I’ve accepted being this way.

Maybe I’m just too dull. Later, Sisi stopped telling me about what happened at school. I wanted to ask her why she stopped, but I was just too lazy. Whenever I thought about having to say such a long sentence, I felt exhausted.

There was a time when I didn’t want to speak at all. I felt that talking was the most exhausting thing in the world, even more than solving math problems. My grandpa thought there was a problem with my vocal organs and took me to several hospitals just to confirm I was normal. It seemed he forgot that he himself was a doctor; he could tell if I had a problem just by looking at me. He had so much confidence in his medical skill, yet he didn’t trust his judgment regarding me. noveldrama

Later, to avoid all sorts of tests at the hospital, I had to start talking. Only then did my grandpa believe that I simply didn’t want to speak.

Later, a very young aunt came to our home, spending every day talking to me and telling me stories, but I wasn’t happy at all—I only found it annoying. Once, by chance, I overheard my grandpa’s conversation with the aunt: "From these days of observation, I think Ruirui has no problems—he’s physically and mentally normal. The only reason this happened is that he doesn’t want to speak; perhaps he finds talking boring."

After hearing what the aunt said, I rushed into my grandpa’s room and said the longest sentence I’d spoken in a long time: "Grandpa, I’ve told you I have no problems; I just don’t want to talk. Don’t make me see various doctors anymore."

My grandpa looked at me in disbelief, as if he’d seen a monster. He paused for a while before coming to his senses and said, "Ruirui, I won’t make you do tests anymore, as long as you say a few words to me every day, just as long as you’re okay. I’ve been so worried that I couldn’t even eat."

So, to ease my grandpa’s worries, I tried to act normal and said what needed to be said. Later, I discovered that as long as my grades at school were excellent, my grandpa wouldn’t control me so strictly.

Although I don’t like studying or taking exams, I still went for exams, each time bringing home transcripts that never had scores lower than ninety-five. When he saw the transcripts, my grandpa didn’t interfere much with things like me skipping classes.

I’ve always felt school isn’t suitable for me. The teachers’ lessons are things I can learn from books on my own—they’re too simple. That out-of-place feeling at school is as if a college student is studying in a preschool.

I once considered skipping grades, but later on, I thought better of it. If I left this school, Sisi would be all alone. Although she has many friends at school, I still worry. If anything happened to her and I wasn’t there, what would she do? Over the years, we’ve gotten used to each other’s company. If I suddenly left, she’d definitely feel lonely.

So, even when I skipped classes, I still did a lot of useful stuff. I usually went to the library to read all kinds of books, really any kind. I feel my brain is like a computer chip; I remember almost everything I read.

Many times, I’d run to the mountain behind the school on my own. It’s not a very high mountain; it takes about twenty minutes to climb. I usually go to the top to bask in the sun, though the wind is strong at the peak. But I really enjoy that feeling of having the entire school below me.

In hindsight, my life is quite boring. I don’t have very good friends, not even classmates I get along with. Even now, I can’t remember their names. No, it’s that I remember everybody’s name, but I don’t know what they look like.

I think when God created Sisi and me, he made a mistake. He put all the language ability potion in Sisi’s container and put the high intelligence potion in mine.

That’s probably why we are so different. Sisi loves to talk, while I loathe it. In terms of intelligence, I don’t know what mine is, but it should be higher than average. But Sisi’s intelligence is probably just about average, so she had to work hard to get into a good university in the country.

After we went to college, Sisi and I were no longer at the same school. I didn’t like school, so after staying there for a month, I dropped out and started renting a place on my own. Sisi and my grandpa don’t know about this yet. When the time is right, I’ll tell them—I can completely support myself now.

I know I’m smart, but there are still things I can’t do. For instance, I’ve never truly understood Sisi’s real thoughts. I mean, the happy Sisi I see isn’t genuinely happy inside—she’s just used to being a happy person.

Despite knowing Xiao Yifei already has a girlfriend, Qian Huahua has been acting as if possessed lately. Whenever she has time, she runs to Xiao Yifei’s hospital, so much so that her colleagues think she’s been abnormal recently. In the past, she always prioritized work, being the last to leave even after work hours. But recently, three or four times a week, she packs up and leaves right when work ends.

Every day, she wears different outfits. Her colleagues jokingly ask her, "Huanhuan, you wouldn’t have a boyfriend recently, would you? Look at your happy face. We definitely know another good man has fallen victim to you."

"Hey, you can’t say it like that; what do you mean ’I harm good men’? It’s his good fortune I fancy him. Besides, I’ve lived over twenty years and haven’t harmed many men! But let me tell you, this time the man I’ve fallen for is truly impressive! And most importantly, my dad is particularly satisfied with him. The only regret is that he already has a girlfriend," Qian Huahua said smugly when talking about Xiao Yifei.

"Since he already has a girlfriend, aren’t you being a third party? Huanhuan, that’s not very good," her colleague said.


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