Song Yang smiled and said, "Hello uncle, I used to be a student at Jinling High School, and now I am studying at Kyoto University."
“He’s actually a college student!”
The onlookers were amazed.
Zhou Baoguo was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that Song Yang was actually a student. He thought he was the apprentice of a master of traditional Chinese medicine.
Jia Changhe was also surprised. He did not expect Song Yang's identity to be so ordinary.
But an ordinary student like Song Yang used simple massage techniques to solve an almost unbreakable medical problem.
Song Yang deserves the title of medical master!
Zhou Baoguo sighed and said: "What a young man with so much to offer!"
Song Yang said: "Uncle, you're welcome. You can go back to the ward and rest. Although you are well, you still need to be observed."
Jia Changhe nodded and said, "Brother Song is right. It's better to recuperate after you recover from your illness."
Zhou Baoguo returned to the ward.
Liu Jingping brought over the braised pork, which she cooked herself in a pot borrowed from the hospital kitchen.
Everyone was happy to see Zhou Baoguo regain his spirits.
Zhou Wei Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes looked at Song Yang even brighter.
The hospital matter is settled.
Song Yang moved with Zhou Weiyu.
Song Yang bought a villa in advance as Zhou Weiyu's residence.
Zhou Weiyu used to live in a shared house.
It was a very small single room, with a small bed taking up most of the room.
Zhou Weiyu's clothes were simply stored in a plastic box. The only large space was a desk, which was full of textbooks and student homework.
After putting all these things away, there was no place to stay.
The only good thing was that Zhou Weiyu kept everything tidy.
Song Yang's nose felt sore.
Zhou Weiyu has been living in this place for the past six months. One can imagine how hard her life is.
Song Yang pulled Zhou Weiyu into his arms and said, "Weiyu, you've worked so hard."
Zhou Weiyu rested her head on Song Yang's chest and said contentedly: "That's all in the past. The teacher feels very good now. Oh! Now I'm not your teacher anymore, oops~!"
Zhou Weiyu stuck out her tongue, looking extremely naughty.
Song Yang couldn't help biting her pink ear and said, "I just like you being my teacher. Teacher, I want to eat jelly~!"
Zhou Wei Yu's body trembled violently, her heart beat faster, and her face flushed.
She couldn't stand the teasing.
Song Yang slid his fingers and found Zhou Weiyu's buttons.
“Bang bang!”
There was a knock on the door.
Song Yang said: "Who is it, so annoying!"
Zhou Weiyu stood up straight with a blushing face and said, "It should be the landlord. The rent should be paid these days."
Zhou Weiyu went to open the door.
A bald man in a vest stood at the door. His face was covered with acne marks and his skin was greasy.
When he saw the door open, he smiled with his yellow teeth, "Teacher Wei Yu, it's time for you to pay the rent."
Zhou Weiyu said, "I'll give you the rent right away, wait a minute."
The landlord didn't leave.
Zhou Weiyu said, "Do you have anything else to do?"
The landlord held the door frame and said with a chuckle, "Teacher Wei Yu, I know your father is sick and has no money now, otherwise I would not want the rent."
Zhou Weiyu frowned and said, "I have money, I'll give it to you right away."
The landlord raised his eyes and said, "Forget it. You still used Borrow Money to pay your rent last month. You're so pitiful. I won't ask you for rent! Hey, let me go into the small room and discuss the subsequent rent exemption with you!"
After the landlord finished speaking, he grabbed Zhou Weiyu's wrist.
Song Yang walked over and punched the landlord in the eye socket.
The landlord screamed and fell to the ground.
Song Yang stood at the door and said, "Silly Bi, you can enter my girlfriend's room!?"