When the old man saw the three silver needles in Meng Fu's hand, he stepped aside to let her diagnose and treat them.
The middle-aged man lying on the ground looked gloomy.
Meng Fu directly inserted three silver needles into the acupuncture points on the man's forehead. His technique was skillful, steady and accurate. At this speed, in the blink of an eye, all three silver needles were inserted steadily, making the grieving old man beside him couldn't help but look at Meng Fu. Give it a glance.
After inserting three silver needles, she directly pinched the middle-aged man's wrist with her right hand and placed her fingertips on his pulse. The pulse that had suddenly stopped finally started to move. After diagnosing the pulse, she reached out and rolled the man's eyelids.
He frowned slightly, "How long has the patient been in this condition?"
When the old man saw that the middle-aged man's chest was finally rising and falling, he looked overjoyed and thanked Meng Fu repeatedly, "It's been nearly twenty years."
Meng Fu withdrew the silver needle. He had been ill for a long time, his pulse was floating, and his body was deficient in Qi.
She put the black blue-patterned exercise ball on the ground and turned around to leave.
"Miss, can you leave your contact information?" When the old man saw that Meng Fu didn't say anything and left directly, he couldn't help but catch up to ask for Meng Fu's contact information.
"Good people." Meng Fu didn't look back, he just waved his hand behind his back.
"Sir!" Behind him, came the surprised voice of the guard.
The middle-aged man at the elevator entrance had already woken up. The old man was anxious and could only look at Meng Fu's back, thinking about asking the hotel owner tomorrow to find out who was in the hotel today.
"Sir, how do you feel about yourself?" The old man looked away, helped the middle-aged man up, and cried with joy.
"I'm fine." The middle-aged man shook his head and looked up towards the exit. He didn't see any doctors around him, nor anyone from the traditional Chinese medicine base: "Who saved me?"
Old man: "There's a lady passing by. I'll ask someone to go to the hotel to check."
"Passing by?" The middle-aged man glanced at the old man.
The old man himself also felt strange. In the past, most of the doctors he met passing by had ulterior motives. He would not let a doctor he trusted who was not a Chinese medicine base touch the old man. But today when he saw Meng Fu, the old man subconsciously chose Believe it, "She said she was a doctor."
Not a doctor, but a doctor.
The voice sounded nice, but I didn't see the face.
**
"Why did you come out on your own?" Outside, Zhao Fan saw Meng Fu sharply and asked Su Di to stop the car.
Meng Fu sat in the back seat and said, "Something happened."
Zhao Fan glanced back and didn't ask any more questions.
"Go to the airport." Meng Fu reached out and took off his mask.
"Airport?" Zhao Fan was surprised, "Picking someone up?"
Meng Fu and Zhao Fan had planned their itinerary. They had not left the capital in the past few days and had to pick up people.
"A'zhi is here today." Meng Fu leaned back lazily, his expression indifferent.
"Ah Xun?" Zhao Fan knew that she, like Meng Fu, had also applied for Beijing University. "Didn't she say she would come when school starts?"
Although Beijing University started school earlier than other schools, it is only the end of July, and there is still half a month until the school starts.
"I didn't ask." Meng Fu raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Fan glanced at Meng Fu and gave her a "you are better" gesture.
Meng Fu smiled and did not reply to her. He only took out his mobile phone to read Yu Wen's reply. Yu Wen directly sent her a form about the distribution of blues spices.
The capital's share is not large, most of it is lost to the federation's forces, and the remaining top products are all in the capital's auction house.
There’s a blues sign inside—
Dogara incense.
Meng Fu lowered his head and looked at the three big companies that divided up the spices, the Federal Incense Association, Skynet, and Qingbang.
They are all famous giants.
Meng Fu directly typed a line and asked -
When will the auction take place
Yu Wen was a little respectful: The boss is still hyping up, and is communicating with people about Skynet's small advertisement, which will be auctioned in the capital next month.
Meng Fu: "..."
Even a place to enter the capital auction will cost a lot.
Let me know when the auction is held.
Meng Fu put away his phone and thought for a moment. She made these spices from partially separated fire bones. She didn't know how effective they would be. After a month, there would probably be a response.
Not long after, the car arrived at the airport waiting area, and Meng Xun had already arrived at the waiting place in advance.
She didn't have much luggage, just a big bag. She wore glasses and decent clothes. At first glance, she looked like a top student, which was obviously different from Meng Fu.
"Coming?" Meng Xun got into the car. Meng Fu only glanced at her and raised his chin.
Meng Xun glanced at Meng Fu and said in a low voice, "Yeah." Then she pointed back, "There are useful things that Auntie brought to you."
Yang Hua rarely leaves Wanmin Village. In the past, Meng Xun stayed with her at home.
Now Meng Xun is also in college.
"Then your mother is alone in Wanmin Village?" Zhao Fan sat in the passenger seat, turned around and asked Meng Fu, "Do you want to take your mother over too? You are stable now."
It's okay to let Yang Hua take care of Meng Xun around here.
Meng Fu continued to play games on his mobile phone with his head lowered. Hearing this, he sneered: "I'm afraid she is celebrating with the village chief at home, and she has to go to the town to set up a few tables."
Go to town and set up some tables.
Zhao Fan was speechless. After all this time, she still didn't understand the way Meng Fu got along with Yang Hua, but because Yang Hua was the first person who dared to twist Meng Fu's ears, Zhao Fan respected Yang Hua as a man.
"Ah Xun, why did you come here early?" Zhao Fan thought it was better not to talk to Meng Fu and turned to Meng Xun.
Meng Xun's face was expressionless and she only replied politely: "My aunt asked me to come to my cousin for tutoring."
Tuition
Zhao Fan thought of Meng Xun's table full of awards and the fact that these two sisters were ranked second in this year's top picks. She paused and asked, "Do you still need tutoring?"
Meng Xun frowned: "I did very poorly on the math test."
In the rearview mirror, you can see her frowning, as if she is worried about mathematics.
"I dare to ask, what is your score in mathematics in the college entrance examination?" Zhao Fan asked subconsciously.
Meng Xun could be heard sighing, "Only 142."
Zhao Fan: "..."
Can be qnm.
Because of Meng Fu’s college entrance examination this year, Zhao Fan also paid attention to the difficulty of this year’s college entrance examination papers. It can be said that when T City relied on mathematics on the first day, three ambulances came to the same examination room. They all fainted during the mathematics test. .
As for the difficulty, need we say anything
**
Time flew by.
Peking University starts earlier than other schools.
On August 20th, Beijing University starts school.
The admission score of Peking University this year was several points higher than before. More people came on the first day of school. During the three-day registration period, it was overcrowded every day. Most of them wanted to walk around the registration office to see if they could meet Meng Fu by chance.
Meng Fu hasn't been in the news in recent days, but she became a hot search topic today when Beijing University started school. Many passers-by regretted not meeting her at Beijing University.
While countless fans were hanging around Beijing University, Meng Fu had already entered his dormitory.
Peking University has very high requirements for freshmen, with completely militarized military training, but this does not include the perfumery department. As we all know, the perfumer system is very weak. Some well-known perfumers even have special guards.
The fragrance department has a separate courtyard and a separate dormitory.
The dormitory is a little larger than the dormitories of other departments. It has a single room and a small living room. The dormitory is not very big, but it is much better than other schools. The Department of Perfuming does not have an admissions office. The information Meng Fu needs It was Su Cheng who went to get it.
Zhao Fan and Su Di helped Meng Xun move her things. Meng Xun studied engineering and also lived in the dormitory. However, her dormitory was not as comfortable as Meng Fu's. It was a four-person room.
Su Cheng opened the curtains and opened the window and saw Meng Fu sitting on the table. "The environment is not bad. It's not far from Jianghe Courtyard."
Meng Fu nodded and jumped down, "The environment is indeed good."
Su Cheng smiled lightly, coldly and solemnly, and saw a round-faced girl at the door. He suppressed his smile, nodded slightly towards her, and then said to Meng Fu: "Go and see the new class?"
When Meng Fu turned around, he saw Liang Si at the door. She waved to Su Cheng, "Brother Cheng, let me go out and take a look."
At the door, Liang Si breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Meng Fu coming out.
"Little junior sister, I've been waiting for you for so many days, and you're finally here." Liang Si took Meng Fu to class.
Meng Fu was very obedient and said, "Senior Sister Liang."
But before leaving, Liang Si glanced back again. The man in Meng Fu's dormitory was tall and tall, with cold eyes. Although he looked too good-looking, he looked very untouchable.
Liang Si shuddered and led Meng Fu forward.
"Our perfumery department only has ten new students this year," Liang Si led Meng Fu to the conference room hall. Although the number of people in the perfumery department is withering, it has a strong sense of ceremony. There is also an opening ceremony in the large conference room today. She told Meng Fu: "You will be my little junior sister from now on."
The conference room was very large, and many people had already arrived. Meng Fu could almost count them at a glance.
"Liang Si, are you here?" Seeing Liang Si, a boy sitting behind greeted Liang Si. When he saw Meng Fu, his eyes lit up: "Is this this year's junior sister? Junior sister, I am Xu Wei, which freshman are you this year?”