The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 472 - 391

She’s been working hard these days to prepare for the assessment.

Rong Zhi noticed everything, placed the midnight snack on the table, and went to the washroom with her clothes.

Meanwhile, Bai Liang caught a whiff of the food’s aroma; her long-empty stomach growled in protest, waking her up from hunger.

She was taken aback for a moment.

Just then, the bathroom door opened. The girl came out, towel-drying her hair, and seeing Bai Liang awake, she said softly, "Go freshen up, then eat."

Bai Liang glanced aside, following the droplets trickling down the girl’s slightly damp hair, her gaze resting on the raised, fair wrist. She pursed her lips, then nodded obediently and went to wash up.

When she came out again, the midnight snack was neatly arranged on the table. It was her favorite beef and cheese burger, the aroma filling the room. She sniffed the air and looked back.

Rong Zhi was on the balcony talking to someone on the phone. The balcony was lit by a single warm yellow night lamp, casting a soft haze around her, blurring the delicate and beautiful lines of her profile, making them even gentler.

The sky behind her was pitch black without a single star, yet she seemed like an Immortal accidentally fallen to the mortal world, illuminating that small patch of heaven, unwittingly warming her heart.

Bai Liang suddenly recalled the beginning of the year when Rong Zhi’s RH Group’s SL Pharmaceutical was embroiled in a counterfeit drug crisis. Although it was eventually uncovered that they were framed, the old man indeed was a real accomplice.

To her, he was also the instigator that led her into the crisis.

But later, news reports came out showing Rong Zhi didn’t harbor any resentment towards him and treated him until he recovered.

During that time, even though the girl was entangled in public opinion, she bore no grudges and even fought for a six-month reprieve for the old man’s granddaughter. After arranging a nursing home for the old man, she let his granddaughter take care of him personally.

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After finishing the call, Rong Zhi came inside, only to find Bai Liang looking at her with a gaze filled with gratitude and complexity.

"What’s wrong?"

Bai Liang shook her head and choked up, "At the beginning of this year, did you ever feel as lost as I do now?"

Rong Zhi was momentarily stunned, contemplating for a long time before pulling out the matter from her memory.

She sat on the edge of the bed, her legs lazily crossed, her alluring eyes motionless, her thin lips slightly curled, "I have never doubted my medical skills, nor have I ever questioned my medical ethics."

This was her confidence.

For a doctor, saving lives is instinctive and inherent.

Bai Liang muttered her words to herself, staying silent for a long time, her throat incredibly dry. She rubbed her face and said slowly, "I understand now."

She looked at Rong Zhi, her tone particularly sincere, "Thank you."

Rong Zhi nonchalantly responded with an "Mm," "It’s good you figured it out. Give it your all next week,"

Next Monday, the individual competition begins, with practical surgery and competition taking place simultaneously. There will be Level 1 Doctors from the Medical Alliance supervising and asking questions on the side, creating enormous pressure.

She hoped Bai Liang could get through it.

Bai Liang clenched her fists and said determinedly, "I will!"

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Monday.

Back in the exam hall again, Bai Liang’s condition was evidently much better than the previous week. Even Xia Panxian praised her a couple of times.

"Don’t worry. If it doesn’t work this time, there’s always a next time. Life is long, and there’s always a day you can get in. And even if not, it doesn’t mean our medical skills aren’t good," Xia Panxian gently advised, ruffling the top of Bai Liang’s hair.

Bai Liang nodded eagerly, "I’m not afraid, I will work hard!"

Seeing her confidence full, Xia Panxian finally felt relieved, allowing a stone in his heart to settle, and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The final individual assessments are tailored according to each person’s specialized field, and the exam halls they enter vary. Apart from Ying Hengxiang and Rong Zhi being in the same hall, everyone else was in different ones.

Before parting, Bai Liang suddenly turned around, grasped the girl’s distinctly jointed hand, shook it up and down, and chanted, "Brother Zhi bless me, Brother Zhi bless me."