Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 820

A weak groan came from the person in bed, and a hand slowly reached out, resting on the edge of the mattress.

Queena felt a growing sense of unease, a flicker of doubt crossing her mind. But she pushed it aside, gave Yves a meaningful look, and announced, “Alright, let’s proceed in the order of your exam rankings. Write down your diagnosis on a piece of paper.”

As the top-ranked student, Anastasia went first, walking straight to the bedside.

After checking the patient's pulse for a moment, she withdrew her hand and confidently wrote down her findings without any hesitation.

Next up was Yves.

He approached with an air of confidence, but as soon as he touched the patient’s wrist, he froze.

He wasn't the most skilled student, but he wasn't completely incompetent either.

Queena had secretly given him the patient's diagnosis for this assignment, so he was just supposed to go through the motions.

But the pulse he was reading now was completely different from the information Queena had provided.

Yves was suddenly in a bind.

What was he supposed to do now?

Had he made a mistake?

Or was the answer Queena gave him wrong?

He subtly glanced over at Queena, who was standing to the side.

Seeing him dawdle, Queena couldn't help but frown.

She’d already given him the answer. All he had to do was pretend to examine the patient and write it down. Why was he taking so long?

Anastasia watched the silent exchange between them with an impassive expression, a faint smile playing on her lips.

It seemed her little setup was working just as she’d planned.

After two minutes of agonizing, Yves noticed that the patient's pulse wasn't entirely different from what Queena had described. He concluded that his own lack of skill must be the reason for the discrepancy.

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