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Chapter 135 Study hard

Bai Yuan took off the blood-stained woolen coat, only to find that the clothes underneath were also soaked.

Because the distance from the compound to the two homes is not far, only a few hours' drive.

Both sides always have her clothes and daily necessities, so there is no need to carry any extra luggage.

Every time I went back and forth, I traveled light, only carrying my piano case and holiday homework.

So, apart from the coat left in the car, there were no extra clothes to change into.

This place is far away from the downtown area and is already in the suburbs of Beijing.

There are deserted development areas on both sides of the road.

On the way here, you can also see an unfinished building, standing a little eerily on the wasteland.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that in the prosperous capital city of Beijing, there could be such a place where neither humans nor ghosts existed.

The building where Bai Yuan is now is more like an experimental base in a science fiction movie than a private hospital.

It looks ordinary and unremarkable from the outside.

There is a different world inside.

The main body of the base is underground, but it is unknown how deep it is.

To be able to get such a piece of land in Beijing and dig so deep must be time-consuming, labor-intensive and costly.

Only the government has such great power.

Considering the actual business that the Song family is involved in, the answer is obvious.

Bai Yuan was not interested in exploring this space.

He just walked along the corridor, found the bathroom, rolled up his blood-stained sleeves, and washed the dirt off his arms.

He also washed away the blood stains on his hair.

Now I feel much more comfortable.

If it weren't for the fact that his outfit, which looked almost like someone who had fought in a bloody battle, would scare his grandparents, Bai Yuan would not have stayed here for long and would have gone back with the car long ago.

Now, her people have driven to the nearest shopping mall to buy new clothes.

It would take at least an hour to go back and forth.

While I was waiting, my phone kept vibrating.

Bai Yuan read ten lines at a glance, quickly browsing the message sent by Qin Lingzheng.

Generally speaking, it doesn't have much nutritional value.

Because it was impolite to just read the message without replying, Bai Yuan sent him a '1'.

The operation was not difficult, and Mu Chenye came out of the operation room in no time.

After walking only two steps, I saw Bai Yuan sitting on a bench in the corridor.

It was quiet and empty all around.

Bai Yuan returned to his usual calm and indifferent attitude.

He put away his polite and courteous look.

His eyes were as calm as a pool of still water, without the slightest ripple.

The smile on his face disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there is a sense of calmness and restraint.

The temperament has settled down, emitting a faint aloofness from the inside out, making it difficult to approach.

Just like the stars in the night sky, they are far away yet dazzling.

One can't help but be attracted by her elegance and intellectual charm.

Seeing this, Mu Chenye felt his heart palpitating again.

The admiration that had been forced to subside began to spread again.

I was torn between enjoying life in the moment and preserving my life, but in the end I couldn't help myself and chose to follow my heart.

He walked slowly to Bai Yuan, smiled and greeted her: "Sister, your hands are very suitable for holding a scalpel. Are you interested in studying medicine?"

"I can teach you personally -" he said the second half of the sentence in a slightly lowered voice, "how to dissect a corpse."

As time grew late, Bai Yuan was already in a bad mood.

Hearing the young man's voice, she raised her eyes, the indifference in her eyes had not yet faded, as if with this movement, an invisible cold light appeared at the corners of her eyes.

Mu Chenye was wearing a loose white medical coat. Perhaps it was the natural impression of this special profession that suppressed his frivolous and casual appearance.

When he approached, he smelled of medical disinfectant. Although the smell was a bit pungent, it also showed that he was clean. To Bai Yuan, it was not disgusting and was still within an acceptable range.

When he got closer, Bai Yuan saw that he was still wearing trendy clothes that showed youth and vitality under his white coat, which did not fit the stereotype of doctors being calm and steady.

It seems that as long as you take off this coat, you can ride a motorcycle on the road with a group of teenagers who are also seeking excitement, or stay up all night in the noisy game city.

Bai Yuan withdrew his gaze without leaving a trace and said calmly: "Do you have a forensic engineer certificate?"

Mu Chenye's heartbeat quickened when he saw her glance. Seeing that she was just looking at him, neither responding nor driving him away, he took another step closer.

"No."

Bai Yuan asked again: "Where is your medical practitioner certificate?"

Mu Chenye hesitated for a moment: "...No."

Bai Yuan asked again: "Where is the teaching certificate?"

Mu Chenye's voice weakened a bit: "I——"

Bai Yuan pressed, "Is there?"

Mu Chenye: “…No.”

Bai Yuan: "If you have nothing to do, just take more exams and study hard, okay?"

Muchenye:......

He looked at Bai Yuan in confusion.

The fox eyes with narrow and upturned tails, even if you don't stare at them intentionally, just looking at them ordinary, will give people a feeling of deep affection and full emotions that cannot be expressed in words.

A little cunning and a little seductive.

It was like a vague test from a wild animal, and it was hard to tell whether it would turn around and run away in the next second, or attack as if hunting.

Although she is not Bai Yuan’s preferred type, she is really good-looking. Who doesn’t like someone who is good-looking and has a sweet smile?

If they can handle the situation properly and keep a proper sense of propriety, and if someone invades their private space, there is no need for Bai Yuan to chase them away.

It doesn't matter if you take a look.

The type who looks good and is willing to be beaten is just an exception after all.

The next second, Mu Chenye opened his mouth and said:

"You're so pretty, can I kiss you?"

Bai Yuan: Are you okay?

Mu Chenye had been stared at so bluntly by Bai Yuan for such a long time that he already felt a little uncomfortable.

He could feel the other person's casual gaze sweeping across his forehead, eyes, nose, lips, and then moving down a little bit, stopping at his collar for a moment, and finally stopping at his eyes.

The feeling that had originally been a little bit restrained by Song Yanming's warning gradually subsided.

He couldn't suppress his inner impulse for a moment, and blurted out words without any sense of propriety in his usual frivolous style.

Bai Yuan returned the favor and imitated his tone and said coldly, "You really deserve a beating. Can I slap you?"

Hearing her say this, Mu Chenye actually thought about it carefully in his heart.

After a moment of silence, he blinked his eyes and said in a slightly yearning tone: "Is it all done after the fanning?"

Bai Yuan:......

Mu Chenye’s sense of morality is already low.

In his opinion, it was just a kiss on the cheek, nothing more to do.

When foreigners meet, they kiss and hug each other.

Besides, he didn't kiss her right away, but asked in advance, trying to get her consent.

As for whether to punish or not, I have never even considered it.

He dared to practice medicine without a license as a minor, and he still cares about this?

But looking at Bai Yuan's current appearance, those hands look very steady, very suitable for holding a scalpel, and obviously also suitable for making fists to hit people.

Referring to the strength of her brother's arm, Mu Chenye guessed that the blow would not be light.

Without waiting for Bai Yuan to hit him, he changed the subject with great self-awareness and said with a bit of disappointment:

"No way? Then you can add me on WeChat, right?"

Bai Yuan saw that he was mentally ill, so she lied with her eyes open, "I don't have WeChat."

Mu Chenye seemed to have been prepared and took out a piece of paper with a phone number written on it from the pocket of his white coat.

His hands were a little dry, perhaps because he washed them frequently, but he still had the dexterity to hold a scalpel.

With almost no effort, he stuffed the note into Bai Yuan's clenched hands.

"It doesn't matter if you can't do it now. If you change your mind later, you can always call me again."

He didn’t say whether he changed his mind about studying medicine or the latter.

Bai Yuan didn't care and casually put the note into his pocket, preparing to find a trash can to throw it away later.

Seeing that she put the note away, Mu Chenye was a little happy, and said with some pleasure:

"Remember to call me!"

Bai Yuan didn't say anything, and at this time the door of the operating room opened again.

Song Yanming, who was lying on the hospital bed, had his wounds sutured and was pushed out.

Bai Yuan stood up and quickly left Mu Chenye.

When passing by Song Yanming, he walked a few steps, then stopped and walked back.

After looking at him for a long while, he said to him unhappily, "You should make some decent friends."

Song Yanming: ???

Song Yanming had lost too much blood, and he had half his body anesthetized during the operation, so he felt a little empty-headed and blood-deficient. He replied subconsciously:

"Is your brother...not serious?"

Bai Yuan thought of Bai Ou's familiar mouth, and asked back, "Is he serious?"

After this incident, by the time Bai Yuan changed his clothes and returned to Jiang's house, it was already 12:30 in the morning.

She didn't rush to bed. The first thing she did when she got home was to take a shower.

Thoroughly rinse off the blood stains and the smell of hospital disinfectant that you have endured all night.

Although she was extremely tired both physically and mentally, her biological clock and the regular schedule she had developed over the years prompted her to get up on time the next morning.

Whether it was getting up early to practice basic skills or going to school on time, nothing was delayed.

Fortunately, school started today and classes were only half a day.

After attending the opening ceremony and receiving the textbooks for the new semester, you can go home and get some sleep.

After returning home, Bai Yuan fell asleep immediately.

I slept until three in the afternoon.

Finally I have regained my usual spirit.

She reached out from under the pillow and took out her cell phone.

After unlocking the screen, it was filled with voice messages sent by Qin Lingzheng.

There are more than forty of them, and each one is full of time.

Bai Yuan was too lazy to look through them one by one.

Raise your hand, enter '1' in the dialog box, and click Send.