Inside the private room, the dishes haven't been served yet.
The lighting is soft, the air is refreshing.
Everyone's faces are adorned with smiles.
"...Actually, if you think about it, I could be considered your senior sister, hahaha."
At the head of the table, Su Baitao chuckled as she spoke.
The other people at the table, the freshmen of the Immortal Grass Experimental Class, all grinned back.
"Are you from West University Medical School?"
"Indeed, you are our senior sister."
"Achieving such wealth as a doctor is truly impressive!"
This group of students, all top scorers from various provinces, were dressed in sportswear, sporting buzz cuts or ponytails, still carrying remnants of their high school innocence.
Sitting in this luxurious private room, facing the radiant, majestically poised Su Baitao, they were somewhat nervous.
A few girls looked at Su Baitao's shapely figure with envy.
"Senior sister, do you often wear gloves?"
Su Baitao smiled gracefully.
"Yes.
