Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"Miss Qin, please don't mind."

Bao Jingxing smiled slightly, and comforted him gently, "None of this is your fault. The Ruan family has also been taught a lesson. In the end, it's the happy end."

Amused by his understated comfort, Qin Yiren looked at the time on his watch, hesitating whether to say goodbye.

Before she could speak, Bao Jingxing spoke first: "I'm still suspended from work, and today I only have one class just now. If Miss Qin is not tired, we can study here for a while."

As he spoke, he got up and took out a complete set of surgical tools from the cabinet, "Although these things are not controlled items, they are not very convenient to carry around."

Qin Yiren agreed without hesitation, sat across from his desk, touched all kinds of surgical equipment one by one with his slender fingertips, and named them.

"...Very good, only two of the dozen types are wrong."

Bao Jingxing nodded slightly, and continued with a light smile, "I have already contacted my friend, the Liang Wei you met that day. When it comes time for the operation, he will tell you exactly what tools he needs. You just need to remember the names of these tools." , just don’t take it wrong.”

Qin Yiren nodded seriously.

She had a good impression of Liang Wei, he was an enthusiastic man, since he was participating in his operation, the psychological pressure would not be too great.

Temporarily clearing up the scope of his responsibility, Qin Yiren counted those surgical tools repeatedly until he knew them by heart.

After that, she picked up the problems that might arise during the operation, and asked Bao Jingxing for advice.

As the knowledge she mastered gradually increased, her nervous mood became more and more calm, and she even wished to perform it in the operating room immediately.

After counting those tools for the last time, Qin Yiren rubbed his sore eyes.

Before I knew it, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Suddenly asked dozens of questions, her voice was a little hoarse: "Professor Bo, thank you for your teaching, I would like to treat you to afternoon tea."

"Okay."

Bao Jingxing readily agreed, got up and put those things back into the cabinet, "How about the one opposite the University of Medical Sciences? I heard that the taste is very good, and it has been around for 20 years."

After concentrating on studying for several hours, Qin Yiren was a little dizzy and nodded in a daze.

Bao Jingxing raised the corners of his lips gently, and led her away from the school, crossed an asphalt road, and quickly sat down in the coffee shop.

"Give me a cup of lemon tea with ice." Passing the menu to the waitress, Bao Jingxing looked at the dazed Qin Yiren: "Miss Qin, what would you like to drink?"

"White water is fine, thank you, and another piece of chocolate cake."

With his elbows on the table, Qin Yiren supported his heavy forehead, and continued to say listlessly: "Professor Bo, don't you need to save me money, and order some other desserts or simple meals?"

"Actually, I don't have the habit of drinking afternoon tea." Shaking his head and politely rejecting her kindness, Bao Jingxing asked thoughtfully: "Miss Qin, do you still have headaches in the past few days?"

Qin Yiren rubbed his forehead and said depressedly: "I have a headache right now, but... I haven't thought of anything in the past two days, so I plan to go to the operating room in the shortest possible time to find out what I feel, maybe I can think of something. "

Perhaps it was because of the accumulation of chaotic memory fragments in her mind some time ago, she spent the past few days sorting out those fragments of memory, as if watching another person's life from the sidelines.

It's hard to describe that strange feeling, Qin Yiren took the ice water brought by the service staff, and took a sip with a complicated mood, "I don't know what to say, but..."

"I see."

Bao Jingxing interrupted her at the right time, looking at her with deep and complicated eyes: "Miss Qin, don't rush to recover your memory, otherwise it will cause memory confusion and make you not understand who you really are."

What he said was what Qin Yiren cared most about.

Pursing his lips in silence, Qin Yiren nodded lightly, showing a bitter smile: "Forget it, no matter who I am, my nature will not change much, just treat it as a new start in life. "

Speaking of this, she continued to say happily in bitterness, "Look, not everyone in this world can have such an opportunity."

"Yes, although it sounds troublesome, it is actually very enviable."

Bao Jingxing agreed with her statement, and added in a gentle manner: "You see, there are things in our lives that we want to forget. Most of us can only move forward with heavy burdens, and have no chance to start over."

"yes……"

Qin Yiren lowered his eyes, poked a piece of cake into his mouth with a small fork, and heard the notification sound of the phone.

Thinking about whether it was Chu Xianian's news, she turned on her phone and took a look, her black and white eyes slightly widened.

Because of Ji Manman, she made a reservation for hot news in the entertainment industry, but she didn't expect that this time the main character of the news was not Ji Manman, but the suspected soft-spoken Ms. Yan Rou.

The depression in his heart disappeared in an instant, Qin Yiren clicked on the news gleefully, and was startled when he saw the photo.

Huh?
No matter how you look at it, this photo was taken in that hotel, and the curtains are all the same color!
In the photo, Ms. Yanrou was having an intimate conversation with a man. Her hand was on the man's arm, with a bright smile on her face. Coupled with the ambiguous scene in the hotel, it was hard not to let people's imaginations run wild.

However, because of the angle, the man turned his back to the camera and could only see a shadowy profile.

If Qin Yiren hadn't witnessed these two people meeting in the middle of the night, he probably wouldn't have recognized that the male lead in the photo was actually Li Beicheng himself.

For this news, the reporter added a very meaningful text: Ms. Yan Rou met with the mysterious man late at night and left at five o'clock in the morning!

That is to say...

That day, Miss Yanrou sneaked into her room quietly, threw her mobile phone into the teapot, and the last time she left was five o'clock in the morning!

Thinking of reporting this information to the police, Qin Yiren opened the chat software, clicked and clicked to send messages to the police officers who had exchanged contact information at that time, trying to get Miss Yan Rou to accept legal sanctions as soon as possible.

"Miss Qin, what's the matter?" Seeing her unpredictable and vivid expression, Bao Jingxing put down the glass in his hand, and asked with concern: "Don't be afraid, I will help you."

"Thank you, but this time it's a good thing!"

Qin Yiren smiled happily, and handed the phone to Bao Jingxing: "Professor Bo, do you still remember this woman?"

Bao Jingxing took the phone and looked down at the news displayed on the screen, "Remember, something about them has been revealed?"

"Although I don't know who provided the photo, it's really cool!"

Always regretting that she didn't seize the opportunity to take a photo that day, Qin Yiren said happily: "Finally someone will do justice for the heavens, eliminate violence and bring peace to the people."