Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Xia Mo picked up Lin Yiting's dropped schoolbag, but a digital camera fell out of it.

She felt something, and couldn't help but open the photos inside.

It turned out that there were photos of Yang Zimei and Huang Yifeng in it.

It turned out that it was Lin Yiting who took the photo and posted it to discredit the two. [

Xia Mo looked at Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei still lowered her head, doing math problems very seriously, her expression was indifferent and quiet, and the noise around her seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Xia Mo suddenly felt that there seemed to be some kind of mysterious power surging in her body. As for what it was, she couldn't tell, but she just felt that the accidents of Chen Lili or Lin Yiting might be related to her.

From when Yang Zimei walked into the classroom to when she sat down, she was paying attention, but she didn't notice any movement.

Xia Mo suddenly felt a little creepy.

After the class bell rang, Qin Kaiwen came in. His eyes drifted to Yang Zimei first, and he was surprised to find that she was sitting calmly, without a trace of turbulence or agitation on her face.

When this kind of thing happens, any girl can't calm down, she is really a special little dragon girl!

Qin Kaiwen looked at her appreciatively, like admiring a blooming lily in the mist.

Xia Mo handed Lin Yiting's camera to him and told him what happened just now.

Qin Kaiwen adjusted the photo and looked at it, nodded slightly and said, "As for Lin Yiting's behavior, I will report it to the school and deal with it publicly, but what happened just now may be because she was insane for a while, please don't spread it, you know ?”

The whole class answered yes.

However, there were still people who couldn't help telling the other students about Lin Yiting's nympho behavior.

Lin Yiting also didn't have the face to stay in Nancheng Middle School and transferred to her grandmother's school.

The uproarious incident this time quickly subsided under the school's handling, and Yang Zimei resumed her normal study life.

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The night before the antique auction, Song Xuan seemed worried that Yang Zimei would forget, so he called her and told her to come to Moxuan earlier.

The next day, Yang Zimei came to Brunei Street at seven o'clock.

The streets are still deserted, and most shops don't open until after eight o'clock.

Mo Xuan opened the door early, walked in, and saw Song Xuan was cleaning a piece of porcelain seriously. [

Today's Song Xuan is wearing a light gray tunic suit with vertical stripes, which makes his figure look taller and taller. The simple stand-up collar reveals his unique elegance and generosity, showing the charm of a mature man.

"Mr. Song is very handsome today." Yang Zimei couldn't help admiring.

Song Xuan's ears were slightly reddened, and Wen Lang's face showed an imperceptible blush and joy, "The old man is alone, and the word handsome should be reserved for those young lads."

"Hehe, Mr. Song is not old at all, even if he is old, he is handsome." Yang Zimei said with a smile.

When she said this, Song Xuan felt that his heart was slowly opening like a flower in the epiphyllum, and he felt refreshed.

He looked at the simple little white dress Yang Zimei was wearing, "Zimei, people who enter antique auctions are usually dressed up, your little white dress is a bit simple, I prepared a set of clothes for you, no Know if you'll like it."

After finishing speaking, he nervously waited for her answer, worried that she would be unhappy or refuse directly.

"Okay." Yang Zimei didn't feel any displeasure, but said bluntly, "Seeing you wearing this grand Chinese tunic suit, I just realized that my clothes don't fit well. Thank you for helping me prepare the clothes."

Song Xuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, he was in a particularly happy mood, so happy that he wanted to hum a song.

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