A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

Back in the classroom, just in time for the end of the first class.

As soon as she sat down on her seat, Fan Xiaoling leaned her head closer and asked curiously, "What are you helping Teacher Xia carry? You're coming back so late."

Ye Wutian glanced at her, and narrated in a vivid tone: "I helped Teacher Xia move a large stack of books to her dormitory, and then Teacher Xia was very moved and insisted on repaying me, so I respectfully obeyed and told her We discussed physiological knowledge together, and did some clinical experiments, and it was so late after the experiments were done."

"Go ahead! Only ghosts will believe it." Fan Xiaoling gave Ye Wutian a glance, and then turned her head back.

"Don't believe me!" Ye Wutian curled his lips, looking indifferent.

After a while, Fan Xiaoling lay down in front of Ye Wutian again, hesitantly said: "Hey! I want to ask you one thing, but you are not allowed to call me stupid."

"Silly girl, why do I call you stupid?" Ye Wutian said with a smirk on his face, put his head close to Fan Xiaoling, and asked in a low voice: "Could it be that you want to ask me to be with you tonight too?" Discuss the physiological knowledge?"

Fan Xiaoling gave Ye Wutian a hard look, and said angrily, "Apart from these nonsense, don't you have other normal thoughts in your mind?"

Ye Wutian argued solemnly: "This love between men and women bears the great mission of human beings to pass on the family line. How can such a sacred sport become a nonsense when you say it?"

"No matter how nasty something is, it can be said to be noble in your mouth." Fan Xiaoling was completely convinced.

"Hey! Forget it, ignorant people like you who only know physical friction, how can you comprehend such a profound artistic conception!" Ye Wutian shook his head and lamented.

Fan Xiaoling stopped talking nonsense with Ye Wutian, and said seriously: "Hey, let's get down to business."

"Let's talk, I want to see what's important to you." Ye Wutian looked at Fan Xiaoling curiously.

Fan Xiaoling looked at Ye Wutian, hesitated for a long time, and said falteringly: "I, I want to ask you to treat Hong Yan's illness." She said while observing Ye Wutian's face, Just as she expected, after Ye Wutian heard this, his face became cold immediately.

"I said, how can you woman be so stupid, she treats you like that, and you want me to help her cure?" Ye Wutian couldn't help scolding.

Fan Xiaoling pouted her lips and muttered: "Didn't you say I'm stupid!" Then she said: "When you were not here in the morning, she came to beg me to help her intercede in front of you. I think she is quite pitiful, so I want to help her."

"That woman's face is really thick enough." Ye Wutian couldn't help but sneered, and then said perfunctorily with reluctance: "I'm not a doctor, how can I cure diseases."

"You are lying, since you can diagnose her illness so accurately just by taking the pulse, it means that your medical skills are far superior to Feng Yong's. Although I don't really believe in such things, I think you should know There is a way." Fan Xiaoling looked at Ye Wutian with a confident look, in the past two days, she saw miracles one after another in this man, she even suspected that this man was an omnipotent immortal.

Fan Xiaoling's kindness made Ye Wutian feel both gratified and worried. In today's society, kindness must have a limit, otherwise it will become a deadly poison.

In order to let Fan Xiaoling understand this point, Ye Wutian warned seriously: "Do you think she will be grateful if you do this? A wicked woman like her has a dog's conscience long ago, even if I agree You, help her cure her illness, and when I leave a month later, she will still bite you back."

Hearing Ye Wutian's words, Fan Xiaoling's eyes suddenly showed panic, she looked at Ye Wutian anxiously, and said sadly: "You, are you going to leave in a month?"

Ye Wutian was startled for a moment, then nodded, and asked again: "Do you still want to help her?"

Fan Xiaoling hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, "Just treat it as me being mean." She said sadly, and it was obvious that Ye Wutian's decision to leave had dealt a heavy blow to her.

Ye Wutian sighed, and agreed: "Okay then, you let her follow me after school."

Then, neither of them spoke again.

Throughout the whole day, Fan Xiaoling looked sullen, she didn't talk to Ye Wutian, and Ye Wutian didn't bother her, she just practiced the Spiritual Pivot on her own.

After the last class was over, Fan Xiaoling packed up her things and left. As soon as Ye Wutian got up, Hong Yan came to him with her head down. It seemed that Fan Xiaoling had conveyed the words to her.

Ye Wutian glanced at this woman, then said coldly: "Come with me." Then he turned and walked towards the back door.

Hong Yan followed Ye Wutian unhurriedly, the two of them walked towards the school gate quietly without saying a word.