After returning home, after a little freshening up, Pei Chengyi took out the paper in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The above content is almost the same as what she found out on the website before, and the itinerary can be arranged as before.

Covered with a quilt, Pei Chengyi lay on the bed.

The moonlight shone lightly on her face, exuding a serene aura, but with a cold edge.

The next morning, Pei Chengyi arrived at school.

The teacher gathered several people together.

"You have all seen the information on the list for the time of this exchange meeting. Our school is making a unified arrangement for everyone to go to the airport at [-] o'clock on Friday night."

Pushing the glasses, the elite temperament of the teacher spread around.

"I've seen your class schedule. You all have classes on Friday morning, but you only have one class in the afternoon, and there's still time to rush over from school."

The two students were a little surprised, while Pei Chengyi stood there calmly.

"At that time, you have to pack your luggage first, so as not to rush to bring everything to school, and bring your luggage directly to the school. I will keep it for you then."

The teacher exudes a reassuring temperament.

It seems that after handing over something to her, there is no need to worry at all.

The other two students nodded obediently.

Pei Chengyi also responded lightly.

Wednesday.

Pei Chengyi came to school as usual.

When he reached the school gate, Lu Zhiming was already waiting by the side of the road.

After getting in the car, she put on her seat belt, turned on her mobile phone, and browsed the specific information of the design competition.

As expected, Xu Mengjiao appeared on it.

After arriving at the hospital, the old man was half lying on the hospital bed watching TV.

Seeing Shuangshuang coming in, Mr. Lu had a bright smile on his face.

"You are all here."

Pei Chengyi nodded slightly.

Lu Zhiming quickly put the fruit he bought just now on the table beside him, and gently peeled an orange.

The old man is currently lacking in vitamins, and he just likes oranges, so he bought more.

Pei Chengyi felt the joy from the old man, and smiled faintly.

She was dragged by Mr. Lu to chat about family affairs.

But because of his cold temper, most of the time it was Mr. Lu who said and she listened.

Suddenly, Mr. Lu turned his gaze to Lu Zhiming.

"By the way, why are only the two of you here this time? And last time, what about those people from the Lu family? Why didn't any of you come?"

The old man stared at Lu Zhiming with deep eyes.

Lu Zhiming raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out the orange.

The old man took it over.

He looked at Lu Zhiming, and there seemed to be a dark tide surging in his eyes.

Pei Chengyi slightly raised her eyebrows at the side, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Lu Zhiming didn't speak, and the old man naturally knew what it meant.

He spat angrily, and his face became unkind.

Of course, he knows all about the division of forces in the Lu family and the dark little Jiujiu hidden in those people's hearts over the years.

Pei Chengyi stood up gently and faced Lao Tzu.

"I'm going to get a cup of hot water."

Mr. Lu's complexion suddenly became much more peaceful, and he smiled faintly.

After coming out, Pei Chengyi saw Zhong Zhiming in the aisle.

"Doctor Zhong."

Zhong Zhiming turned his head slowly, and kept busy weighing the specific weight of those traditional Chinese medicines.

"Miss Pei."

Pei Chengyi stepped forward.

She waited silently.

After about 10 minutes, Zhong Zhiming finished the things in his hands, tidied himself up, and then walked out of the Chinese medicine room.

"Grandpa's health is much better now, and it's all under your usual care."

Pei Chengyi spoke lightly, and handed over a tissue.

Zhong Zhiming was slightly taken aback.

After recovering, he realized that his forehead was already covered with sweat.

"Thank you."

Pei Chengyi nodded lightly.

"The specific time for my going abroad has been set, and it will be this Friday."

Zhong Zhiming smiled slightly.

"Congratulations!"

Pei Chengyi also responded politely.

"The old man's current rehabilitation training is very important. Later, I want to give you a set of massage techniques specially used for rehabilitation."

Pei Chengyi looked into Zhong Zhiming's eyes and spoke seriously.

A hint of joy suddenly appeared in Zhong Zhiming's eyes.

Pei Chengyi is a disciple of a genius doctor.

During this period of time, his getting along with Pei Chengyi made him understand the way of medicine better. If he can learn a massage technique at this time, it will be a great gain.

He shrugged.

"Why not do it?"

Soon both of them put on gloves and moved a dummy onto the hospital bed.

Various symbols are marked on the dummy body, symbolizing each acupuncture point.

But this is unnecessary for Pei Chengyi and Zhong Zhiming, they have already mastered various acupuncture points of the human body.

Pei Chengyi raised her head slightly.

Zhong Zhiming also blinked seriously, indicating that he was ready.

Soon her hands were moving around on the dummy, pressing different acupoints continuously, even with different degrees of severity.

Zhong Zhiming's eyes became more and more excited.

In fact, this kind of massage technique can only be done by people who can accurately grasp the acupuncture points.

He may still have a little difficulty, but Pei Chengyi is so easy.

Just as they were studying very seriously, they suddenly heard a sound from outside the door.

"What are you doing?"

Pei Chengyi turned her head slightly and looked over, her cold eyes could easily shoot into the heart of the person at the door like a sharp sword.

The man came back to his senses for a while before standing still.

Why is this woman's eyes so scary?
He held his chest, thinking with some doubts.

Zhong Zhiming frowned slightly.

"We're learning a new set of massage techniques."

When Dr. Chen standing at the door heard this, he immediately put away his puzzled expression and revealed an arrogant and domineering look.

"Is there anyone in this world who can teach Dr. Zhong?"

Doctor Chen's tone was a bit sharp, even with unceremonious ridicule and ridicule.

Zhong Zhiming's face became a little ugly.

Pei Chengyi looked at him lightly.

This man is really nosy.

"I think the woman next to you is only in her twenties. Does she have the ability to teach Dr. Zhong? Or Dr. Zhong, you are too old and confused, just let a girl in her 20s tell you what to do. taught."

Doctor Chen's face suddenly became a little nasty.

Zhong Zhiming squeezed his hands together.

"Don't talk nonsense, we are just learning a set of massage techniques seriously, if you have nothing to do, go first, don't delay us here."

Zhong Zhiming spoke lightly.

Dr. Chen leaned against the door without moving, as if he didn't intend to move away at all.

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