Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

"There's nothing more to add. You've already given me a lot. From now on, our only way of communication will be through you, and I will do my best to help you." Jiang Qie said softly.

Weng Heqing was relieved when he heard Jiang Qie say that. After the two signed, Weng Heqing still asked the question he wanted to ask since they met, "Miss Jiang, how old are you this year?"

Jiang Qie was also stunned when he heard Weng Heqing ask this, but he did not hide it. "I just turned 18 this year and I am a senior in Yuncheng No. Middle School. This is why it is not convenient for me to go to North City."

Weng Heqing found it incredible that a boy had such a talent for mathematics in his third year of high school.

"So which school do you plan to apply to in the future? Are you interested in North City University? Let me tell you, the computer major of North City University is the best in the country in every aspect..." Weng Heqing didn't want to give up such a good student, and began to talk about North City University. If outsiders heard this, they would only find it incredible. It is the number one university in the country, and the outstanding students it has cultivated are shining in various fields all over the world. It can be said that it is the dream school of every No. 1 middle school student. Jiang Qi is no exception. North City University has always been her goal. "I will go to North City University."

Weng Heqing was suddenly stunned. The girl said I will go. She looked calm and confident. Weng Heqing suddenly smiled with relief. He felt that he would definitely meet her at North City University in the future. Suddenly he thought of something, put down his hand that had picked up the coffee, and asked, "I remember that Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School also has a quota for the National Mathematical Olympiad this time. If we win the first prize, we can be admitted to North City University."

Jiang Qie smiled as he listened but said nothing, but Weng Heqing knew that she would participate and was very confident that she would get the admission quota.

"Then I hope that the next time we meet it will be as a teacher and a student." He was looking forward to it, looking forward to how much surprise and shock this girl would bring to everyone.

After parting with Mr. Weng, Jiang Qie came to the hospital. He had frequent headaches recently and had to take painkillers quickly, so he needed to get some more medicine. But he didn't expect to meet Song Zhiyu again.

In the clinic, the previous doctor was urgently called to the emergency room, so Xie Xianqing came to replace the doctor as he was bored. He was a Ph.D. from the Medical Department of Beicheng University and was personally invited by the dean, so the doctor was very confident in taking over from him.

Jiang Qie obviously didn't expect to meet Xie Xianqing in such an occasion, but they didn't know each other at this time, so he just sat down calmly.

Xie Xianqing didn't expect to meet Jiang Qie today. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her leisurely. Jiang Qi felt confused by being stared at and just wanted to leave here quickly.

Xie Xianqing still had professional ethics. He changed his frivolous attitude and asked seriously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?" He glanced at the girl's previous medical records and frowned. The prescription showed that the medicines prescribed in the past were sleeping pills, painkillers, and especially central nervous system painkillers. You can't take too much of this kind of medicine. As a doctor, he still asked, "You should have had headaches for several years, but they haven't improved. Last time, the dosage was increased. In this case, you should consider hospitalization for more systematic treatment. You have developed drug resistance."

"I know, but I can't be hospitalized right now, so just give me some painkillers." Jiang Qie said calmly, his voice flat and calm.

Seeing Jiang Qie was so insistent, Xie Xianqing wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Qie also subconsciously looked back, and the person who came was Song Zhiyu. He had just finished a meeting, and his figure was straight under the light gray shirt under the white coat. Perhaps it was not a formal occasion at this time, so his shirt was a little loose and he didn't wear a tie, and the top button was undone.

Jiang Qie didn't expect to meet Song Zhiyu at this time, and Xie Xianqing obviously didn't expect the other party to end the meeting so quickly. "It's over so soon? Didn't those old guys keep you talking nonsense?"

Song Zhiyu nodded slightly at Jiang Qie, then looked at Xie Xianqing and said, "He found an excuse and left." Then he sat on the chair next to him.

From Song Zhiyu's angle, he could just see Jiang Qie's profile, his fair skin, and his thin body, which was too thin.

Jiang Qie could feel the gazes beside her, she just felt a little uncomfortable, her face was a little hot. Xie Xianqing wanted to say something, but Jiang Qie interrupted him and spoke.

"Just follow the previous prescription. Thank you, doctor."

Seeing how persistent she was, Xie Xianqing didn't say anything else and prescribed some medicine. Jiang Qie quickly stood up and was about to leave when Song Zhiyu suddenly said, "Let's go together. You should be off work too." The second half of the sentence was addressed to Xie Xianqing.

Xie Xianqing looked at the time and it was indeed twelve o'clock. He stood up quickly, took off his clothes, and left together.

In the elevator, Jiang Qie kept his head down, while Song Zhiyu was talking to Xie Xianqing about the meeting. Suddenly, the elevator became quiet, and Jiang Qie raised his head with a sense of something, and unexpectedly bumped into a line of sight. Song Zhiyu was looking at him, and the two of them were very close, and Jiang Qie could still smell the unique pine scent on Song Zhiyu.

Jiang Qie had been smelling the smell of disinfectant in the hospital for a long time, and suddenly he smelled the familiar scent of pine, and his brows relaxed.

Seeing that Song Zhiyu did not take the initiative to speak, Jiang Qie hesitated for a moment, and finally asked with gritted teeth, "Is there anything wrong?"

The girl raised her head, her eyes showing a trace of confusion and puzzlement. His eyelids trembled suddenly, and he felt the throbbing in his heart. He stared at her, and the corners of his lips gradually curved up slightly, "Nothing, Miss Jiang knows me?" His voice was low and pleasant, and Jiang Qi's heart trembled when he heard it.

"No...I don't know him." Jiang Qie felt guilty for once.

"Oh, then why did Miss Jiang keep staring at me in the elevator that day?" Song Zhiyu's insistence on getting to the bottom of things made Jiang Qi a little at a loss.

"What? What do you mean by staring? What are you whispering about?" Xie Xianqing suddenly interrupted and asked, breaking the strange atmosphere. Song Zhiyu saw Jiang Qi's guilty conscience, curled his lips, and did not continue to ask, turning his head away and saying nothing more.

When they reached the first floor, Jiang Qie grabbed Jiang Qie who was about to leave and held out his hand. Jiang Qie was stunned. Song Zhiyu looked at Jiang Qie in a daze and smiled helplessly and dotingly, "Can I have your phone number, Miss Jiang?"

Xie Xianqing’s eyes widened. Was this still the noble and unattainable Song Zhiyu he knew?

Jiang Qie looked at Song Zhiyu's outstretched hand in disbelief. His fingers were thin and slender. In his previous life, Jiang Qie loved playing with his fingers the most. Although they were a little cold, the joints were distinct and felt good to touch.