Mated at First Sight

Chapter 156 - 156 152 Jing Chen in Trouble (Third Update)_2

?Chapter 156: Chapter 152: Jing Chen in Trouble (Third Update)_2 Chapter 156: Chapter 152: Jing Chen in Trouble (Third Update)_2 At this moment, Jing stepped in: Thanks for the compliments.

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“I don’t want to talk to you right now.” And that’s putting it mildly.

Mu Lin was feeling extremely innocent, “Instructor, did I do something wrong?” How did she upset him?

“You brat are just like Jing Chen, always causing harm to others, and always putting people in danger.” So extremely vicious and ruthless, it makes you want to grit your teeth and swallow blood.

Darn, he’s feeling suffocated, short of breath, uncomfortable, he…no longer envies Jing Chen. This girl standing in front of him, perhaps, only Jing Chen would have the courage to take her on in this world.

Or maybe it could be said that only Jing Chen can handle someone like Mu Lin, perhaps.

Looking at Mu Lin, for some reason, a feeling of schadenfreude suddenly arose.

Upon hearing Mu Lin’s score, the few men that came up with her seemed as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

“Instructor, I’m ready.” If Mu Lin can score so high, then as burly men, they should have some too, right?

But unfortunately, they could only dream; ultimately, they all walked down the stage, with their heads hung low in defeat.

To be honest, Ling Qi and Wang Ye actually thought the scores of these men were not bad at all, considering it was their first time handling a gun, they did really well, probably because they were motivated by Mu Lin; however, when compared to Mu Lin, they were still nothing.

Ling Qi for the first time discovered that Mu Lin can also be used in this way; motivation! Tsk, tsk, tsk…

Looking at Mu Lin, Wang Ye on the side couldn’t believe that Mu Lin’s score would be higher than his own. Although his score wasn’t the best, it was still pretty good. Yet, he was surpassed by a girl who was handling a gun for the first time, he felt a bit defeated; in Wang Ye’s eyes, Mu Lin’s clean and slender hands do not look like those for handling guns; he heard she’s a doctor, so the things she should be handling most are medical instruments, and scalpels.

But heck it was.

In fact, Mu Lin never dealt with medical instruments, what she handled the most were her silver needles, herbal medicine, pestle and mortar for pounding medicine, and bones.

Of course, if you get a few broken ribs or something, she can easily feel them out.

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Mu Lin returned to the formation.

“How was it?” They had heard the instructor announce her score, but they didn’t know how long it took her.

“Should be okay.” Mu Lin’s answer was filled with a leisurely smile.

“Okay what! Who’s asking that? I’m asking how long it took you?” Jing Youlan looked at Mu Lin, feeling anxious.

Who was asking her if she was okay, they knew she was okay, but they don’t know the exact timing!

Mu Lin: “Eight seconds.” Hmm, there’s still room for improvement, although there’s only a gap of two or so seconds from Jing Chen, it looks minor, but in actuality, it’s not that easy to catch up.

It’s not so much that Mu Lin wants to closely follow Jing Chen, she just believes setting a goal for herself will make training easier, and Jing Chen, of course, is the perfect target.

However, what was just a satisfactory result in Mu Lin’s eyes was like a thunderclap from a clear sky in Jing Youlan’s and others’ ears.

Eight seconds!

Darling, please tell me, you’re not messing with us; clearly, we are all handling guns for the first time, why is the gap so huge (referring to other recruits)?

Could it be, handling bones a lot does make one smarter?

This is totally off the topic.

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“Why are you all looking at me like you’ve seen a ghost?” Mu Lin touched her clean face and looked puzzled, “Is there something on my face?”

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

Xia Zeyang stared blankly at Mu Lin and asked, “Mu Lin, are you sure you’re just a simple human being?” Why did they always feel like they were living on a different planet than hers, maybe the earth beneath their feet is a fake one.

Finally, the question on their mind was asked.

Hearing Xia Zeyang’s words, Mu Lin felt a bit amused, “In what way am I complex?” She was such an ordinary person, with a pair of eyes, one nose, one mouth, alright, at most, she is moderately good-looking.

She admitted that.

Cough cough, occasionally, Mu Lin could be a little narcissistic.

At this moment, Jing Youlan and others suddenly felt that they didn’t want to talk to her, what do they do about this; for the first time, their heartfelt voice stood on the same line with Ling Qi.