A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

After Yuan Hongbin and his group left, there were whispers in the class. Lu Wenjie came to Ye Wutian and asked with some surprise and worry: "Brother Tian, ​​is Su Mengli really your woman?"

Ye Wutian shrugged his shoulders, and said: "Anyway, it will be sooner or later." Then, he asked curiously: "Which onion is the pumpkin brother that guy said just now?"

Lu Wenjie wiped his sweat and explained: "Brother Tian, ​​the brother Nan he mentioned is Qiu Jiannan, the eldest brother of our medical school."

Ye Wutian said with great interest: "Oh? The boss of the medical school? It seems very interesting. Go and talk to him and let him play for me for two days. If he refuses, tell him not to come next week school."

Lu Wenjie laughed dryly, and tried to persuade him: "Brother Tian, ​​this Qiu Jiannan is not easy to deal with. All the hundreds of brothers under him are very good at fighting. I think it's better for us not to provoke him."

Ye Wutian thought for a while, nodded again, and agreed: "Is that so? It's true, if people don't offend me, I won't offend others. Three good students like us can set an example and set a good example for the students."

"Yes! Yes! Brother Tian is right." Lu Wenjie agreed with a smile.

After Lu Wenjie and his group returned to their seats, Ye Wutian also sat down in his own seat.

That girl Fan Xiaoling didn't seem to be in a very good mood, she didn't need to think about it, she must be jealous.

After experiencing Xia Yu's incident, Ye Wutian's way of treating women has also undergone some changes. He knows that he is not the kind of single-minded man, so he also hopes that his woman can accept his love.

As for whether Fan Xiaoling can get out of this shadow, it can only depend on her own choice.

After sitting quietly for a while, Fan Xiaoling suddenly asked, "Am I stupid?"

"Although you're not as smart as me, you're not stupid." Ye Wutian was as unserious as ever.

"Then have you been playing with me all this time?" Fan Xiaoling looked at Ye Wutian with red eyes and asked.

Ye Wutian put away his cynical attitude, and said seriously: "Xiaoling, after knowing you for so long, you should have a little idea of ​​who I am, if what you want is the kind of single-minded love, I think I can’t give it to you, but if you are willing to trust me, I, Ye Wutian, will definitely not let you down, as for how to choose, it’s up to you.”

After that, Fan Xiaoling didn't say anything, and Ye Wutian didn't say anything anymore.

Ye Wutian spent this day in training.

Today's last class is Feng Yong's basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine class. About halfway through the class, Fan Xiaoling suddenly pushed Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian stopped practicing, and looked at Fan Xiaoling suspiciously, this girl seemed to have come out of the shadows and returned to normal, but she didn't know which way she chose.

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are weekends, do you have any activities?" Fan Xiaoling asked with a smile.

"I don't have any plans yet, why? Do you want to have any activities with me?" Ye Wutian asked with a smile.

"Cut! Anyone who wants to have activities with you just wants to ask you for help." Fan Xiaoling snorted.

"What's the matter? Could it be that you have some hidden disease and want me to help you treat it?" Ye Wutian asked with a smirk.

Fan Xiaoling wiped off her sweat, "It's not what you think, anyway, you have to spare time tomorrow at noon, and I'll tell you the details when the time comes."

"Okay then." Ye Wutian agreed casually, and then asked curiously, "Then how did you choose that question in the morning?"

"I won't tell you." Fan Xiaoling replied mysteriously.

"So tonight's agreement will continue?" Ye Wutian asked with a wicked smile, of course, he was referring to the matter of watching Xiao Nei Nei.

Before Fan Xiaoling could answer, Ye Wutian's cell phone rang suddenly: Robbery!Take off the jacket, take off the underwear, take off, take off, take off!

The young boy's voice full of vigor made the whole class completely speechless, and Feng Yong on the podium was even blushing with anger.

Ye Wutian answered the phone with dry smiles.

"Hello! Wutian, are you free tonight? Come to my brother-in-law's house for dinner." It was Tang Weiwen's voice, and then the childish voice of Tang Miaoyu's little girl: "Uncle, come to my house for dinner!"

"Tonight?" Ye Wutian looked at Fan Xiaoling, hesitant.

"What? Do you have something to do? Brother Xuhui will also be here tonight, so we both want to ask you to give me some pointers. Of course, if you have something to do, we can do it another day." Tang Weiwen said.

"Oh! It's okay, then tonight will be fine." Now, Ye Wutian has regarded Tang Weiwen's family as his real relatives, so he naturally has to do his best to help.

Seeing Ye Wutian agree, Tang Weiwen excitedly said: "Then it's settled, your sister is not at home today, why don't you go back to my company after school and come back with me."

"Well!"

Seeing that Ye Wutian hung up the phone, Fan Xiaoling immediately asked, "Are you busy tonight?"

"Yeah! Go to my sister's house for dinner." Ye Wutian put away his phone and replied with a nod.

"Your sister? Do you still have a sister?" Fan Xiaoling asked curiously.

"I met a sister a few days ago." Ye Wutian replied casually, and then said with a look of expectation: "How about delaying our agreement for a day?"

"You think it's beautiful, I won't show it to you." Fan Xiaoling tilted her head and said proudly, Ye Wutian really couldn't figure out what this girl was thinking.

At this moment, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the two chatted and walked out of the school gate, Fan Xiaoling got on the bus going home, while Ye Wutian stopped a taxi.

"Master, go to Tangxing Company." After getting into the car, Ye Wutian said to the driver.

The driver revved up the motor and went straight to Tang Xing's company.

On the way, Ye Wutian suddenly thought of Lin Shiyue who treated him to a bowl of Yangchun Beef Noodles, and wondered if that girl had been recruited by Tang Xing Company. . .