Chapter 58

"Ahhh, is that what I think Song Anan means? So auntie thinks Pei Kuang is good-looking?" Lin Qiwen asked in surprise.

"It's obvious, isn't it?" Song Anan unconsciously glanced at Pei Kuang when Lin Qiwen asked who else she thought was good-looking. She looked at him instinctively, instinctively! Think carefully about what that means!"

"Wuwuwu, auntie thinks Pei Kuang is handsome! This is killing me!"

"Why are you all so excited? Isn't it normal for auntie to think Pei Kuang is good-looking? With his looks, there are probably few male celebrities who could compete with him in the entertainment industry."

"We won, we won! Auntie praised Pei Kuang for being handsome but didn't say anything about Han Ming. Isn't that proof enough?"

Lin Qiwen was clearly not one to mind her own business and enjoyed the drama unfolding. She laughed and looked at Pei Kuang, saying, "Don't pretend to be confused. Auntie said you're handsome."

Pei Kuang had also regained his composure by now. He smiled brilliantly and said, "I'm just average-looking."

"Tsk, tsk, Pei Kuang, your smile is about to reach your ear! I advise you to restrain yourself a little!"

"Pei Kuang is saying 'I'm just average-looking' on the surface, but inside he's thinking 'Ahhh, auntie called me handsome!'"

"Damn! Am I the only one who finds Pei Kuang's smile really annoying right now?"

"Pfft! Average-looking? Pei Kuang is being too modest! If he's just average, how are regular people like us supposed to survive?"

"Auntie calls herself a little pretty, and Pei Kuang says he has an average appearance. Wow, these two have really broadened my perception of aesthetics!"

"I just realized, Pei Kuang is deliberately copying auntie, tsk tsk, this man is so sly."

"Haha, turns out auntie is actually really into looks."

While Song Anan was talking with Lin Qiwen, Pei Kuang had filled up her bowl with all her favorite foods.

He gestured to let her know to stop chatting and start eating.

Song Anan softly thanked him, then silently started eating.

It had been a long time since they last had hotpot together, yet he still remembered her preferences.

Song Anan inevitably felt a little moved, but didn't think too deeply about it.

Han Ming saw their interaction, and a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes.

Since he didn't get along with Song Linchuan, he naturally disliked Song Anan as well. During the show's filming, he had constantly tried to make things difficult for her.

But with Pei Kuang's presence, Han Ming had never succeeded. In fact, several times before Han Ming could even say anything about Song Anan, Pei Kuang had steered the conversation in another direction. Han Ming felt increasingly resentful about this.

Today was the last day of filming, and Song Anan herself was on set, so naturally Han Ming wouldn't let this great opportunity slip by.

He was just waiting for the right moment.

Coincidentally, the conversation at the dinner table had unknowingly shifted to discussing the interns' future work arrangements. Everyone had different answers.

Some chose to continue their studies, while others wanted to return to the hospitals they worked at before.

When it was Song Anan's turn, she answered without much thought, "I was interning in the cardiothoracic surgery department at our hospital before. After the show ends, I'll probably return there to continue interning for a while." As for next semester, she would have to see what classes and arrangements her professors had.

No one was surprised by Song Anan's reply. After filming the show together for so long, they all had a basic understanding of her circumstances.

There was no doubting her personal abilities. She was hardworking, diligent, and talented. Her future prospects were surely bright.

At the same time, they also understood the predicament Song Anan was currently in. She was young and her appearance was somewhat childish. This made it difficult for patients to trust her. During this time, Song Anan had already hit this wall several times. For example, when she and other interns were jointly responsible for caring for a patient, the patient tended to place more trust in the other interns.

Han Ming suddenly thought of this and couldn't help a gleam flashing through his eyes.

He knew how to make things difficult for Song Anan now.

"Auntie, how come you're not wearing glasses today?" Han Ming looked at Song Anan in pretended puzzlement and asked, "It feels a little strange seeing you without them."

When filming most of the show before, Song Anan had been going between the wards and departments, so she always wore those black-framed glasses.

But since she came to this side today, she figured she wouldn't be seeing patients and didn't wear them.

"I'm not nearsighted, so I rarely wear glasses," Song Anan explained.

Han Ming acted as if he had just remembered something. He slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, how could I forget? You're not nearsighted, you wear glasses just to look a bit older so patients will trust you more, right?"

Song Anan nodded. "What's wrong with that?"

She didn't know why Han Ming had suddenly brought this up, but she didn't feel like there was anything wrong with admitting it.

Pei Kuang's brow furrowed as he coldly glared at Han Ming.

Han Ming smiled insincerely. "I didn't mean anything by it. I was just curious, you know. Look, we're all in the workplace, right? In the entertainment industry, if you don't have the looks, it's really hard to get by. But in medical circles, people like auntie can actually..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the implication was obvious.

He meant to say it was hard for Song Anan to succeed in medical circles.

Pei Kuang casually glanced at Han Ming. "Not necessarily. You're doing fine, aren't you?"

Everyone else: "..."

Han Ming's face immediately darkened when Pei Kuang said this. After all, anyone who knew Han Ming a little understood that what he was most sensitive about was people commenting on his looks.

The atmosphere froze up in an instant, the air thick with tension.

The host tried to defuse the situation, but it barely helped. The production team was worried the two would get into a physical fight on the live broadcast, so they hastily wrapped up the hotpot dinner.

After the dinner ended, the interns returned to continue filming their final farewells in the department, while the guest commentators were brought back to the recording studio next door.

According to the production team's script, the show did a final summary and farewell speech, with the guests all bidding the audience goodbye.

The first season of the workplace variety show "Go For It, Newbies!" medical edition officially ended.

As soon as the live broadcast switched off in the studio, Pei Kuang immediately stood up from his seat.

His action attracted everyone's attention.

They saw him walk over to Han Ming with a gloomy expression, not saying anything, just kicking the chair Han Ming was sitting on.

With a loud bang, Han Ming tumbled straight to the ground from the force of the kick. It was clear how much strength Pei Kuang had used.

"Pei Kuang, what the hell are you doing!" Han Ming had fallen in an awkward sprawl.

Pei Kuang crouched down and pinned Han Ming to the ground by putting his knee on Han Ming's chest, rendering him unable to move.

Han Ming wanted to fight back but he was simply no match for Pei Kuang. Pei Kuang's eyes were icy cold. "If you have a problem with Song Linchuan, go find him. Bullying a young girl here, where's your manhood?"

With so many people watching, Han Ming naturally wouldn't admit anything.

By now, the onlookers had finally reacted and hurried over to separate the two.

Han Ming was pulled away by his assistant, still yelling threats that this wouldn't be the end, saying he'd make Pei Kuang pay and such.

Pei Kuang just coldly laughed. "I'll be waiting."

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The interns had also finished filming on their side and were saying their final goodbyes.

Suddenly, someone from the props team who was packing up equipment shouted,

"Yo, Pei Kuang and Han Ming got into a fight!"

Song Anan froze. Pei Kuang and Han Ming fought?

Without another thought, she immediately rushed over.

The studio where the commentators were located was in an office building at the back of the hospital that the medical affairs department had specially vacated for the show's production team.

The ward where the interns normally filmed was still quite a distance away, about a ten minute walk.

Song Anan ran there in half the usual time, arriving at the studio in no time.

Once inside, she immediately spotted Pei Kuang not far away, but after looking around, there was no sign of Han Ming.

It seemed like he had already left.

Seeing Song Anan, Pei Kuang couldn't help feeling surprised. "Why'd you suddenly rush over?"

Song Anan was panting heavily from sprinting over. "I heard you got into a fight with Han Ming."

Without waiting for his reaction, she started tugging at Pei Kuang, checking him all over. "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Pei Kuang felt a little helpless. He really hadn't expected word of this to reach Song Anan.

"No fighting, I just talked some sense into him," he tried to gloss over it.

Everyone else present: "..."

Hmm, with the way you were acting earlier, it didn't seem like you just wanted to talk sense at all.

After confirming Pei Kuang really wasn't injured, Song Anan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Pei Kuang pulled some napkins from a nearby table and handed them to her with a laugh. "You rushed over so anxiously, don't tell me it was to try and stop the fight?"

Song Anan shook her head as she wiped off her sweat. "No."

She said solemnly, "I was worried you wouldn't be a match for him, so I came to back you up."

The onlookers: "???"

Whoa, so she actually came to join in a group brawl?

Pei Kuang: "..."

Did he really look that weak in the little girl's eyes?

That she thought he wouldn't even be a match for Han Ming?!!