"So you really want to go through with this," Jiang Beiyu thought. "Well, that's fine. Could you please call over the other person involved? Oh, and there's a witness—call them over too."
"Witness? What witness?"
"Doctor Jian Xin from the infirmary," Jiang Beiyu lifted his eyelid slightly. "At this time, he shouldn't be too busy—it also saves him from being too idle."
Jian Xin, as a doctor not directly hired by the school, was often under the principal's scrutiny. After all, like Teacher Jiang, Doctor Jian had gained fame in their school through his looks.
After hearing this, the principal made a phone call. Soon, a young and handsome doctor in a white coat appeared at the entrance of the principal's office.
Jian Xin knocked on the door very politely, "Principal, I heard you were looking for me?"
"Doctor Jian, come in and take a seat," said the principal. "We'll wait a moment for one more person."
