But Jing Ling still kept her eyes on Wen Momo. She didn't reveal that she had candy in her backpack, but was just concerned about it, "Have you brought the book with you?"
Wen Momo touched her nose and said, "I want to... write it when I get back."
Although she said she was on vacation for the past two days, the Taifu still had a lot of tasks assigned to her, so Wen Momo thought about coming back to the inn later to rest and then finish writing.
But Jing Ling didn't agree and looked at her without speaking.
Wen Momo was most afraid of being looked at by brother Jing Ling like this, so she immediately said nothing and ran back to the house to take out some books and give them to him. Jing Ling put her books into her backpack. Then he told her: "I've asked someone to set up the place on the small balcony near the examination table. I'll be busy and have no time to look after you, so you can go there and read."
Wen Momo nodded obediently, indicating that she understood.
After Jing Ling explained the matter, she took her little hand and went downstairs together.
After eating breakfast, the group of them set off to the clinic again. There were more people queuing up today than yesterday. Almost everyone was so busy that their feet didn’t even touch the floor, and sometimes they encountered a few arrogant people. To be honest, after half a day, I am much more tired than yesterday...
When it was time to take a break at noon, Mo Zhifei was so tired that he collapsed on the bench in the greenhouse set up under the old tree.
Fortunately, the junior brothers and sisters were very sensible and brought them tea and water one by one. Liu Yu personally made a bowl of hot tea and said, "Brother, get up and drink some water."
Mo Zhifei had no choice but to sit up and take a big sip of tea.
Liu Yu watched his Adam's apple rolling past the artery clearly, but after just one glance, he looked away, took back the tea bowl that Mo Zhifei had finished drinking, and asked Mo Zhifei if he wanted more
Mo Zhifei waved his hand, then turned around and looked around. He was about to ask where Ruan Xin had gone. When he turned around, he saw Ruan Xin sitting back on his seat with two bowls of tea, having already finished the drink with an expressionless expression. bowl, but also pick up another bowl of tea to drink.
Mo Zhifei immediately got up without even thinking about it. He walked over with long legs and grabbed it before Ruan Xin drank it. He drank it all and licked his tongue: "Jujube tea?"
Ruan Xin: "...are you sick?"
Mo Zhifei chuckled and sat down, lowered his voice and said, "Xinxin, you are duplicitous. You obviously bought me jujube tea specially."
Ruan Xin turned away her head coldly and ignored him.
But Mo Zhifei's hand reached out from under the table and held his hand on his lap. Ruan Xin's body stiffened, and he turned back and glared at him with some embarrassment. Mo Zhifei held his hand. wrist, and whispered seriously: "I'll rub my hands for you."
"No need."
"Kneading it will make it better." Mo Zhifei said, and he put Ruan Xin's hand from under the table to the table very openly, and rubbed Ruan Xin's hand as if he was checking his pulse.
Mo Zhifei pressed his wrist solemnly and said, "Brother Lu Xin is not feeling well. Let me show him."
"oh oh… "
Soggy: "..."
After Junior Sister Shen left, Mo Zhifei continued to massage him and asked him if he felt better.
Ruan Xin glanced at him, turned her head slightly, and raised the corners of her mouth.
However, not long after the two sat together, Junior Sister Shen came back. Mo Zhifei had to switch back to feeling the pulse in time and glared at her impatiently: "What's wrong with you!"
Junior Sister Shen looked at Mo Zhifei, who was still suffering from heartache, with a confused look on her face. She didn't know what kind of pulse could keep her from getting better for so long.
(End of chapter)