School belle: I don’t panic when I tease you strongly, why panic when you’re pregnant

Because a large number of students were stuck here, a male head of the calligraphy and painting department squeezed over to check the situation.

After all, this is an event organized by the Ministry, and no accidents should happen because of the crowd.

"Please give way, everyone!"

As soon as the male head of the Painting and Calligraphy Department squeezed in, he saw Su He teaching Bai Zhixi how to write with his hands.

Such a scene directly made the male minister stunned on the scene.

The male minister looked at Bai Zhixi and thought to himself, what's wrong with the president?
Others may not know it, but he knows it clearly.

The president, Bai Zhixi, has won the Suhang Calligraphy Award, and not just once!
Almost as long as she participates in the competition, she will definitely win the gold medal!

Such a Bai Zhixi was actually taught calligraphy by Su He?

Is there something wrong with my own head, or where is the problem?
The male head of the Calligraphy Department swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva with difficulty. He looked at Bai Zhixi and wanted to ask:
"President, you are not..."

Before the male minister's voice fell, he saw Bai Zhixi staring over with beautiful eyes.

With such a vicious look, the male minister's words were all stuck in his throat, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Su He felt the soft little hand in his palm, completely oblivious to the movements between the male minister and Bai Zhixi.

"How is it, does it feel a little bit?" Su He asked softly while carrying Bai Zhixi's handwriting.

Bai Zhixi blinked her eyes, pretending to be very serious and said to Su He:
"It doesn't seem to work, you can teach me again!"

Of course, Su He would not refuse foolishly. He and Bai Zhixi came and went. It was obviously a lively calligraphy exhibition, but it turned into a show of affection between the two.

The students who passed by were all heartbroken. They walked away quickly while thinking very depressed in their hearts.

"Is this the president of our student union who is devoted to the school's business? This, this, this! Is he completely a love brain? He actually showed his affection publicly!"

"Our school girl Bai, after all, has changed! It's all because of this brat who appeared out of nowhere, and was successfully attacked by him, and the beauty he cheated is gone. It's so unfair!"

"No wonder Bai Xiaohua has become more and more beautiful in the past two days! It turns out that the heart of spring is rippling, woo woo woo, I feel so uncomfortable!"

Su He and Bai Zhixi had written enough, Su He raised his wrist to look at the time, and suddenly said to Bai Zhixi:
"It's almost noon now, let's go have a meal!"

Bai Zhixi nodded, she looked at Su He, and asked:

"Speaking of eating, where do you usually eat? The school cafeteria?"

Su He pulled up Bai Zhixi and walked outside, saying as he walked:

"It didn't matter what I ate before. The important thing is that now that I have a girlfriend, I must take her to eat the best food!"

Bai Zhixi felt sweet in her heart, but she didn't want Su He to spend too much money, so she offered to propose:

"Let's not go too far, how about just eating in the western restaurant outside the campus? I sometimes eat there, and the taste is not bad."

The two of them walked towards the outside of the school while talking. From the auditorium to the school gate, the short journey was filled with the chuckling laughter of Su He and Bai Zhixi, which was blown far away by the wind.

The students passing by saw it, and there was another burst of jealousy and envy.

This is what they imagined, the real campus love!

Bai Zhixi took Su He to the western restaurant, and the two of them ordered today's special set meal, discussing that in the afternoon, they would go for a stroll outside the school.

At the same time, in an old house in Jinling.

From the quaint incense burner, there are bursts of cigarette smoke, which is pure sandalwood fragrance.

Over the years, pure sandalwood has become less and less, not to mention, good wood that can be used to burn incense is definitely a priceless good.

Surrounded by sandalwood, the mahogany furniture with a heavy classic atmosphere is smudged, and the whole old house exudes a magnificent atmosphere.

It also shows how extraordinary the owner of this old house is.

At this time, the smell of traditional Chinese medicine came from the hall of the old house.

In the hot air, there were two elderly figures.

It was in the morning, the old man and the little old man who presented the medicinal materials in the pharmacy.

The old man's name was Murong Yi. He was sitting on a chair drinking tea, looking like an old god.

Seeing the little old man cooking Chinese medicine while fanning the wind, Murong Yi said:
"Zhang Ming, I forgot to leave the contact information of that little guy this morning. That little guy is quite interesting."

While Murong Yi was thinking, Su He's appearance flashed in front of his eyes.

The old man admired such a handsome young man, his temperament, and the calmness he displayed.

Zhang Ming next to him also paused when he heard the old man's words, and then said:
"I do love talents, but judging by the posture, such a person is either worshiped by a famous teacher, or born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine."

Whether it's Zhang Ming or Murong Yi, it can be seen that Su He has a very good foundation in pharmacology.

How many young children today are sincerely willing to learn these good things left by their ancestors?
So seeing such a young man, both of them have a heart of love for talent.

It is precisely because of this that the old man feels so regretful that he did not leave any contact information with Su He.

Zhang Ming suddenly let out a long sigh, his eyes were fixed on the jar of traditional Chinese medicine, and he said very cautiously:
"The blind medicine that the child gave is also pharmacologically reasonable.

However, the specific effect is still not guaranteed. "

It's not that Zhang Ming is not good at studying medicine, but that he has never seen such a combination among the various prescriptions handed down since ancient times.

To be honest, even Zhang Ming felt a little thumping in his heart.

At this time, the traditional Chinese medicine was ready, so Zhang Ming got up and poured the soup into a bowl.

With his movements, the aroma of traditional Chinese medicine in the room became more intense.

On the other hand, Murong Yi didn't seem to care much, he nodded slightly, and said with a smile:

"It's okay, didn't that little guy say it firmly?"

Besides, routines are meant to be broken, and if you haven't done it before, it doesn't mean the effect is bad.

Murong Yi took the medicine bowl that Zhang Ming handed over, picked it up and drank it.

Seeing that the bowl of medicine had bottomed out, Zhang Ming asked with concern:

"How is it, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Murong Yi couldn't help but wave his hands, and said:
"I just drank it, how could I react so quickly...Huh?"

When Murong Yi said this, he suddenly stopped.

He only felt a hot current swirling in his stomach, and then it flowed in the direction of his limbs and bones.

Following the surge of heat, Murong Yi felt that his body was extremely comfortable, and a thin sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Murong Yi felt that he hadn't felt such a refreshing feeling for a long time.

"What's the matter, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhang Ming asked eagerly from the side.

Murong Yi shook his head, the expression on his face changed from surprise at the beginning to ecstasy, and he said happily:
"It's not uncomfortable, but comfortable like never before! It's the first time I feel so comfortable after taking the medicine for so long. This feeling is amazing!"

Murong Yi is very sure that such a slight adjustment has a completely different feeling than their previous prescription.

what?
Hearing Murong Yi's description, Zhang Ming was shocked.

It works so well?
Could it be that the young boy today is not aimless, but a master who really understands Chinese medicine?
Zhang Ming is an old doctor of Chinese medicine. He naturally knows a lot of powerful doctors of Chinese medicine. He can see the patient's illness at a glance through other diagnostic methods.

But such a person must be an experienced old man. How old is that young man today?
With all the calculations, I am afraid that he looks like he is in his 20s!
Murong Yi looked at Zhang Ming excitedly, and said in a very solemn tone:

"This prescription, compared to the previous medicine, has a much better effect!"

Murong Yi is very aware of the changes in his body, and has been relying on the effects of the medicine to hold on.

The current feeling made Murong Yi feel the hope of recovery for the first time!
The more Murong Yi thought about it, the more excited he became, and his breathing became even heavier.

It was also the first time for Zhang Ming to see Murong Yi like this, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he was immediately filled with joy.

His heart was filled with various shocks.

Such a result was indeed something he did not expect.

According to Zhang Ming's thinking, the result of such a dressing change would at best be the same effect.

But they never expected that this result gave them a surprise.

Zhang Ming let out a heavy breath, and said with great emotion:

"It seems that sometimes you really have to break the rules in order to get a different return!"

Mr. Murong Yi felt the comfort his body had never had before, and said with great regret:
"It would be great if there is a contact method, and I can also thank that little friend."

However, Mr. Murong Yi also knew that when Su He said this change plan, it was probably for the sake of giving medicine to him.

This cause and effect is actually over.

Thinking of this, Murong Yi didn't think too much, after all, people come and go because of fate.

When fate comes, we will naturally meet again.

Murong Yi picked up the tea and took a sip, he yelled in the direction of the door, and a middle-aged man came in.

"Master, what are your orders?" The middle-aged man bowed and said very respectfully.

Murong Yi asked directly:

"Tomorrow's Jinling banquet, how are the preparations going?"

The middle-aged man quickly replied:
"Master, don't worry, everything about the banquet has been prepared!"

After all, this is a big event that they have been preparing for for a while now.

Murong Yi nodded, waved his hand to the middle-aged man, and said:

"Okay, you go down first."

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