I Am Diagnosed as a Medical Titan

To think he was actually a contestant.

Pan Wen frowned.

’A student from Zhongda, tutoring Jiang He?’

There were only two possibilities. Either this guy was a genius on the same level as Jiang He, or... he had no idea what a beast Jiang He had become.

Considering Jiang He’s usually low-key demeanor, Pan Wen had a feeling... the latter was far more likely.

If that was really the case...

He didn’t dare to imagine what would happen next.

’When Jiang He demolishes him later, it’s going to be painful, my friend.’

The host announced, "And now, let’s welcome the host team for this competition—the representatives from Southern Medical University!"

Pan Wen quickly snapped out of his thoughts and began waving to the crowd along with his teammates.

At that very moment, the entire venue erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

"River God!"

"Old Jiang, you’re a beast!!"

A deafening wave of cheers swept through the entire venue.

The contestants from the other schools looked unnerved.

It was one thing to have a home-field advantage, but this was just ridiculous.

Amidst the deafening roar of the crowd,

Jiang He, leaning on a crutch with his right leg in a cast, was a particularly conspicuous sight.

His white lab coat billowed in the breeze, revealing the large, golden characters on the back—

[Southern Medical University - Jiang He]

The look was reminiscent of a Marine Admiral from *One Piece*—impossibly cool.

On the other side of the arena,

Lin Han frowned, wincing at the deafening cheers.

He turned to his teammate, Qiao Fan. "What are they shouting?"

Qiao Fan said, "Huh? You don’t know? They’re cheering for our biggest rival."

"I know about our biggest rival," Lin Han said. "I’m asking, who is he?"

Qiao Fan was at a loss for words.

His friend was normally so sharp, one of Zhongda’s star contestants, yet today he was acting completely clueless.

He said, "Didn’t you hear them? It’s Jiang He! The freak of a contestant who published in a top LNR journal and performed outstandingly during that huge car crash!"

Lin Han asked again, "You’re saying... that ’freak of a contestant’ is Jiang He?"

Qiao Fan sighed. "Dude, can we please stop talking in circles?"

Lin Han blinked.

He suddenly realized something.

The other day in the cafeteria, a few students from Southern Medical University had run over to ask for his QQ, calling him "Master" with the utmost reverence.

At the time, he’d simply found it flattering and hadn’t given it a second thought.

’Looking back on it now, could it be... those guys weren’t revering me at all? Did they see me giving Jiang He lessons and mistake me for some kind of reclusive master?’

In an instant, his mind flashed back to that morning.

He pictured himself in front of the flowerbeds, earnestly pulling out his notebook, highlighting key points, and teaching the other guy the basics.

Lin Han suddenly felt a wave of suffocation, and his fingers started to go numb.

The competition hadn’t even started. He wasn’t sure if he was about to have his horizons broadened, but he had certainly managed to make a complete fool of himself.

He silently lowered his head, nervously wringing his hands.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Han said, "Let me ask you something."

"Shoot."

"So, let’s say you spent two days helping a guy study—highlighting key points, teaching him basic first aid—all without knowing his real identity. And then, suddenly, you find out he’s *the* Jiang He. What would you do?"

"..."

Qiao Fan froze for a second, then gave the question serious thought. "I would feel like I was on pins and needles, totally mortified, and walking on eggshells. Then I’d buy a ticket for the first train back to Zhongda and disappear."

Having said that, Qiao Fan suddenly realized something.

He looked at Lin Han with sudden pity, his voice softening. "So... what about you? What would you do?"

Lin Han was silent for a full ten seconds.

Then he said, "I’d be curious. Curious to see if he’s really as incredible as the legends say."

’The kid I once knew... what has he grown into now?’

Lin Han was genuinely curious.

Qiao Fan, however, offered a sincere fist-and-palm salute, thoroughly impressed.

In his opinion, Lin Han’s mental fortitude was truly in a league of its own.