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What Zhou Xi said was that his hand didn't hurt, and it was only in a normal relaxed state.

When I picked up the pen, I realized that writing was a problem.The contracted palm muscles squeezed to the wound, causing his fingertips to tremble uncontrollably due to the pain.

What kind of glass is smashed, delaying things.

"No." Zhou Xi put down the pen, "I still can't hold it steady."

There was a table of visa materials in front of the two of them. When he let go, the pen cap just fell off and landed in front of Lu Xiangyang.

"Why don't I come?" Lu Xiangyang pushed the cap of his pen aside, rolled up his sleeves to pick up Zhou Xi's pen, "Say, I'll write."

"That's fine." Zhou Xi looked at the half of the ballpoint pen he was holding, and restrained himself for a while, but couldn't help but pick up the pen cap and put it back on.

A pen without a cap looks like a pen with no ribs.

Lu Xiangyang's handwriting was maintained in a friendly manner in his student days, neat and neat.Not to mention even the pen, he has to carefully draw the point of the vertical hook.

"If you write like this, you can finish the exam questions?" Zhou Xi felt a little funny.At this speed, it seems that he has never experienced the strong winds and waves of key classes. According to his writing style as an old cow dragging a broken car, he may not be able to finish the homework assigned every day.

"For the exam, there are more people who don't know it than those who know it." Lu Xiangyang admitted generously, "I will choose those who can write and write. The old class said that I will give two more impression points for writing well."

It's not unreasonable.

Gu An writes very quickly, with extraordinary momentum, but there are always teachers who think it is troublesome to read the exam, and pick him up and circle him with ambiguous typos.

Such complaints until he successfully integrated into the big cursive family of doctors.

Maybe the next step is to advance to Tianshu - not a single word of his handwritten prescription can be understood.

There is a song how to sing, circle circle circle circle...

Zhou Xi agreed and took out the next form to be filled.

"Why are there more?" Lu Xiangyang tried his best to lie on the table and traced for a long time, "You also need to prepare so much when you go to study abroad?"

"Yeah." Zhou Xi put the watch in front of him, "After finishing these things, I have to go to the embassy for an interview later, and I have to make a trip."

"Ah." After Lu Xiangyang finished speaking, he put down the pen and squeezed his hands. He blankly looked around at the material pages all over the table, and his joints rattled. "Before, you were all on your own?"

Zhou Xi nodded.

"Get used to it." Zhou Xi said, "It will be uncomfortable for the first time."

Lu Xiangyang glanced at the blank watch, picked up the pen again and sighed: "Hey, both you and Brother Sen have much better experience in this field than I do."

In this regard, he especially admires Wu Sen, who is so energetic that he can carry a suitcase and run around the world.

Oh, and financial resources are extraordinary.

"By the way." Lu Xiangyang suddenly remembered, "Brother Sen is also going to have an interview?"

"Him?" Zhou Xi shook his head immediately, "He doesn't need it, it's not the first time. I heard from him that he flies there every year."

Per year?This frequency is the rhythm of visiting relatives.

Lu Xiangyang was stunned involuntarily: "...What is he going to do? He also has an American relative?"

"I didn't ask." Zhou Xi tried to close his right hand, causing a dull pain. He frowned slightly, "Maybe."

This set of materials has been tossed back and forth for a month.

It doesn't take long for many things to change.

For example, cumbersome visa processing, such as gradually growing wounds, such as classmate Xiaohua's cake wipe technique.

She persisted in wiping the foam model for a month, and now she is a qualified wiper, and it is extremely silky with a knife.

Although during this period, Teacher Lu Xiangyang, who was teaching by hand, was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood.

"Okay, your hands are steady." Lu Xiangyang watched her fighting against a six-inch cake on the operating table in the store, and clapped her hands with satisfaction, "I'll teach you when you become proficient at wiping the cylindrical ones." Next."

"Hey, it's Master Lu who teaches so well." Xiaohua can always call him a lot of weird names, and some time ago, she didn't know who she learned from and started calling him Master.She glanced at Zhou Xi who was sitting by the window drinking tea from a designated paper cup, and subconsciously lowered her voice, "Mr. Zhou really wants to go back and have a look?"

"En." Lu Xiangyang raised his eyebrows, "When he leaves, I will go to the hospital to deliver lunch to Aunt Xu, so I hope our Huahua disciples can be more reliable."

Huahua clenched her fists and said, "Ollie! I will try to learn how to decorate flowers in the next half a month, so that I don't need Master to take over!"

"..." Lu Xiangyang looked at the young girl who was full of fighting spirit, "You have great courage, I hope so."

Lu Xiangyang's eyes went dark when he thought about Xiaohua's mounting technique.Judging by her progress in wiping her face, it might not be as simple as vomiting three liters of blood to learn it.

Maybe three hundred liters to spit out.

"I can be careful with the glass and the knife now." Xiaohua said quietly, "If I get it, I won't be able to help. Mr. Zhou's hands have been wrapped up for a long time..."

"Yeah." Lu Xiangyang said, "It's been a long time."

Suddenly there was the roar of a motorcycle engine at the door.

"Old Lu! Boss Lu!" Someone shouted into the store, "Small goods!"

Don't think about it, it's Brother Shun.

"Get out of here." Lu Xiangyang also roared towards the door, "Your whole warehouse is full of sluts!"

Young Master Zhou took a gentle sip of tea amidst the scolding between the two.

"Damn, come out and sign!" Brother Shun yelled, "I think it was sent by the American embassy, ​​so I brought it for you first—you went to the Statue of Liberty to pick up girls?"

"...Fuck me." Lu Xiangyang took off his gloves and went straight to the door of the store, "You will die if you don't talk!"

This is not a small item, just an envelope.

Thin, but heavy to hold.

"It's a passport." Zhou Xi said, "Let me see."

Zhou Xi's hand has recovered to its original state, without leaving any scars.He flipped through the passport, his fingers as long and handsome as ever.

Lu Xiangyang didn't expect how far it was before.Zhou Xi's going out has always been like a phantom, far-fetched, and has no definite whereabouts.Now that he got the passport, he finally felt that the matter had become clear and solid.

He will soon be flying to America to see the so-called blood family.

Lu Xiangyang was suddenly discouraged, he didn't have the joy and excitement of signing the contract, the feeling in his heart was hard to describe, most of it was depression, and there was something unclear.

It's too far away.

A flight of more than ten hours - he can't come back right away.No one except himself knew that Zhou Xi would travel thousands of miles to donate a tube of hematopoietic stem cells to his biological father.

He should have a physical examination, an injection to draw blood, be hospitalized for observation, or... In short, it's not something that can be done in just a few days.

Unlike what he himself said, you can come back just by looking at it.

Xu Qin hasn't left yet, she keeps the surrounding area of ​​Miancheng, and it is said that there are a few uncles and aunts who are still in the country and can be contacted for her to wander around.He hasn't been back since he left last time, and occasionally he will call to test out which step Zhou Xi is considering next.

I even heard from Gu An that when the two of them went to the interview, she brought a fruit basket to the hospital to visit Aunt Xu—but Dr. Gu was so angry that someone stopped her from going in.

"You..." Lu Xiangyang looked at the passport in his hand, "When are you leaving?"

"I'll take a look at the nearest air ticket." Zhou Xi said, "I should find Xu Qin to go with me."

The author says:

The preserved egg solo porridge I ate today! (Please speak up)

Preserved eggs are delicious!My favorite way to eat besides preserved egg porridge is cold salad!The cold preserved eggs are also delicious!When I was a child, I ate rice vinegar preserved eggs dipped in sugar. It is so satisfying to eat iced in summer.

Suddenly want to eat that side dish called preserved egg tofu!It’s time to eat tofu——

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