Marrying an old-fashioned scientific researcher

Professor Jiang has high requirements for students, hoping that they will succeed in their studies, instead of spending a few years in college with the mentality that everything will be fine after receiving a diploma.

Students privately say that Professor Jiang is cold-blooded and ruthless, and this is true. In terms of academics, the rigorous Professor Jiang doesn't think there is anything human to say.

As for the criticisms of students who fail every year, Professor Jiang may or may not have heard of it, but he doesn't care.

For Jiang Jianzhi, to do what he should do, as for what other people think, is not within his scope of consideration.

Everyone came from school days, and Qi Bai could understand Jiang Jianzhi's approach. After all, he had also seen the teacher arrange twenty sketches, and pile them all up until the last night.

Qi Bai used to laugh when someone said that Jiang Jianzhi was cold-blooded, but now he is not so happy:

Where is Mr. Jiang cold-blooded?

Kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs, those students who don't know what is good or bad know what a fart!

Professor Jiang didn't waste time on this topic, there was still a lot of time before the afternoon, so Jiang Jianzhi asked Qi Bai what he planned to do next.

Qi Bai: "...I don't know."

The tourism industry in Chengxi Town has not yet developed, and the following attractions are cheap and perfunctory, and the tickets are still expensive, neither of them thought about going there to pass the time.

Jiang Jianzhi thought for a while, and asked him if Bai Sang's receipt from Chengxi Town Hospital was still there.

Reminded by Jiang Jianzhi, Qi Bai remembered that before Bai Sang was hospitalized in Xiacheng No. [-] Hospital, he was diagnosed with cancer in the town hospital and stayed in the hospital for a few days.

Before coming here, Chen Shaojiao had mentioned this matter to Qi Bai, and asked him to go to the hospital in the town to complete the medical insurance reimbursement that Bai Sang had not completed before.

Bai Sang has tidied up all the receipts since he fell ill, and gave them to Qi Bai together with the bank card and door keys in a thick stack.

He had forgotten all about it, but Jiang Jianzhi did not expect Jiang Jianzhi to remember it.

Qi Bai took the receipt and Bai Sang's identity certificate, and drove with Jiang Jianzhi to the only hospital in the town.

The management of township hospitals is not as strict as that of urban hospitals. Most of the patients are elderly patients. At a glance, the people queuing up to pay for medicines are basically old people with gray hair and stooped backs.

This dilapidated hospital consisted of two small buildings. The front was for consultation and the back was for hospitalization. There was no canteen, garden, and artificial lake. Most of them were plainly dressed patients and their family members who came and went in a hurry with payment slips.

There are all kinds of life and all kinds of bitterness in the world, and hospitals account for half of them.

After entering the hospital, Qi Bai immediately saw a middle-aged woman wearing a hospital gown queuing up at the medicine collection window. Her hand was still infused with liquid, and three bags of different liquid medicine were hung on a simple bracket.

The hands of the infusion can’t move much to avoid backflow of blood. After the woman handed the prescription and proof of payment to the person in the glass room, the pharmacist quickly prepared the medicine she needed in a basket and handed it to her, instructing:

"The bag is for oral administration, and the rest are put on the nurse's desk."

Township hospitals have very limited manpower of doctors and nurses. The left-behind elderly often suffer from senile diseases and chronic diseases. There are many people who see the doctor every day, and the nurses are too busy. Therefore, patients need to go to the nurse's desk to get the medicine for infusion every day.

Most of them are family members queuing up, and the patients who come to get the medicine after infusion are only middle-aged women at a glance.

The middle-aged woman responded, put a basket full of medicines under her arm and left, walking very slowly.

The hospital didn't even have an elevator, there was only a barrier-free passage for wheelchairs and stretcher carts next to the steps, and the steps turned into slopes.

Without saying a word, Qi Bai watched the woman go upstairs with a bottle in one hand and medicine in the other.

When Bai Sang was hospitalized alone, did she also walk slowly like her?

Just as he was thinking, Qi Bai suddenly felt that his hand hanging by his side was lightly touched by someone. He regained his composure and looked away, seeing the comfort in Jiang Jianzhi's eyes.

He was in a daze for a long time, and Jiang Jianzhi beside him didn't know what he was thinking.

Qi Bai twitched the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile at Jiang Jianzhi, signaling that he was fine.

It was still very early, the sun had not yet shown its full face, and there were already a lot of people queuing up, most of them came from various villages.

There are no buses or taxis in the town. From the village to the town, the common means of transportation are motorcycles and passenger vans, but most people are not willing to spend the few dollars for the fare, and would rather walk a few kilometers or even a dozen kilometers early in the morning Kilometers to town.

At this time of year, they got up before dawn, came to the town to finish their errands, and then walked back, not daring to delay——

There is also poultry farming at home waiting.

Qi Bai and the others were at the end of the line, and within 2 minutes, an old man in his 70s stood behind them.

The old man was not idle when he was queuing, and he was making a phone call with an old phone with a very loud speaker:

"I still have clothes on the roof that haven't been dried, you can help me look, there are still ducks to be released."

Both Professor Jiang and Qi Bai had no intention of prying into other people's privacy, but the uncle behind him was too loud, and the elderly machine also leaked sound seriously, so it was hard for them not to hear.

The old man spoke the authentic Xiacheng dialect, which Qi Bai could understand as a local, but Professor Jiang only had a half-knowledge.

A few minutes later, Professor Jiang even guessed that he should be calling his family.

The phone was hung up, and the uncle dialed again after a while, still loudly, still talking about clothes and chickens and ducks, and the person on the other side seemed to be the same.

The uncle seems to have a hearing problem, and keeps repeating those few words and 'hello' to the elderly machine:

"I heard that, the clothes will rot when soaked."

After less than 10 minutes in line, he made three phone calls in a row and said the same thing.

The phone hung up again, and someone next to him couldn't help but said to the uncle:

"Deaf Yang, Xiulin is a village official, not your nanny. He called someone early in the morning to dry your clothes and feed your chickens and ducks. I owe you."

Chengxi Town is not big, and the patients basically know each other.

The uncle named Deaf Yang was confident and confident, and said loudly:

"He eats the food of the country, so he should serve us people."

The man: "It's not that you are childless, you asked your son to do it."

Speaking of his son, the uncle smiled: "My son has to go to work, so how can he be free?"

The man answered: "As for your son, he's called Hammer Class. If I were Xiulin, I wouldn't even answer your call."

Uncle: "So you didn't become an official."

The uncle and the people behind you said to each other, the voice was not like a conversation, but more like a quarrel.

The two of them spit, and people around them joined the battlefield from time to time. Qi Bai was afraid that the spittle would affect Professor Jiang, so he pulled his wrist to switch people in front of him.

When Jiang Jianzhi turned his head, he saw Qi Bai squinting his eyebrows and looking at the uncle behind him, obviously not in a good mood.

Following his gaze, Jiang Jianzhi asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Qi Bai glanced down from the corner of his mouth, saying that he was not happy to see Yilao peddling the old and domineering people.

It is true that respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue, but some people really do not deserve extra affection, whether it is respect or sympathy.

Professor Jiang, who couldn't understand the Xiacheng dialect, didn't understand the ins and outs. Hearing this, he glanced at the uncle behind them again.

……

Soon it was Qi Bai's turn in the team. During the process, he kept listening to the old man named Deaf Yang proudly telling others how he usually manipulated those village officials who were officials.

He even called Xiulin again, and learned that the other party had put ducks and dried clothes for him early in the morning. Not only was he not grateful, but he also said to other people in a bragging manner:

"Look, what's the matter with eating the national food, it should serve us, and telling him to go east doesn't mean he dares not go west."

Hearing his tone, Qi Bai silently rolled his eyes like everyone else.

***

Until Qi Bai and Jiang Jianzhi came out of the hospital, the uncle was still showing off his "brilliant deeds" with others.

Jiang Jianzhi asked Qi Bai what happened, and the latter realized that the other party was not from Xiacheng and could not understand their dialect.

Since meeting Jiang Jianzhi, Professor Jiang has been so omniscient that Qi Bai subconsciously thinks that Jiang Shen can do everything. For a long time, he never thought of translating for him.

Qi Bai briefly told Jiang Jianzhi what happened in the hospital just now, and then concluded:

"I treat my son as a treasure, and I don't want to let my son do any work. In the end, I use the village official of the National People's University University as a nanny, and make four or five phone calls for trivial matters..."

He also asked the other party to do it immediately after receiving the call.

Jiang Jianzhi: "..."

He also saw the disdainful eyes of other people around him when they looked at the old man just now, and he didn't understand why, and now he heard it and found it incredible.

Qi Bai counted the bad habits he saw on the old man just now with Professor Jiang:

"Vulgar, mean, selfish, emotional, double-standard, vain, greedy, arrogant..."

Seeing the noble-looking Professor Jiang frown, Qi Bai's eyes moved, and he suddenly said:

"Of course, no one is perfect. People have more or less bad habits, and so do I."

Facing Jiang Jianzhi's gaze, Qi Bai raised his brows slightly, and changed his words with a smile:

"Of course, our God Jiang is not an ordinary person."

As soon as the words "Our Jiang Shen" came out, Jiang Jianzhi's eyes narrowed, and he stared fixedly at Qi Bai. After a while, Professor Jiang asked him:

"How are you like him?"

Qi Bai subconsciously refused to compare with the old man just now, but he stared at Jiang Jianzhi's lips, and suddenly felt a little thirsty——

Professor Jiang's lips are beautiful and kissable, but they are soft when he pats.

It's like a slightly hard jelly, but it's still sweet...

Looking at Professor Jiang, Qi Bai's thoughts wandered for a second, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he subconsciously licked his dry lips.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Jianzhi heard Qi Bai speak slowly:

"I have a bad temper, I'm lazy and don't like to do housework, I'm possessive and have double standards, I'm troublesome and I'm still an advanced stage of procrastination."

Qi Bai counted his shortcomings one by one, remembered the degree of cleanliness of the other party, and added another sentence at the end:

"I don't like to be clean."

The unfinished potato chips are put on the coffee table, the reason why the socks are retired is that they can never find another one, and the changed clothes can be saved for two or three days to wash together...

A few seconds later, thinking of waking up in Jiang Jianzhi's arms this morning, Qi Bai continued to add: "The sleeping posture is not good."

Qi Bai thought Jiang Jianzhi couldn't see his living habits like these.

In the past, Qi Bai didn't care much about his image in Jiang Jianzhi's heart, but now he has other thoughts, and it's impossible to say he doesn't care.

Some bad habits can be changed, but Qi Bai is used to being loose and casual in his bones. He knows what kind of dog temper he is. He and Jiang Jianzhi are very different in personality, work and family.

It can even be said to be the complete opposite.

With the current situation of the two of them, Qi Bai had to confirm Jiang Jianzhi's attitude before taking the next step.

The master of theory has one thing after another. Last night, he was sure that he had a good impression. Although he was not sure whether the next step was to advance or retreat, he had already secretly poked at Professor Jiang's tone.

After finishing speaking, Qi Bai smiled at Jiang Jianzhi, and slowly drew out the tone:

"Look, I have so many bad habits."

After hearing Qi Bai's words, Jiang Jianzhi stared at him silently for a moment, then asked:

"Who sees you in this?"

Qi Bai answered quickly: "Qi Bai told himself."

Jiang Jianzhi: "..."

Professor Jiang shook his head slightly: "You are not like this in my eyes."

Waiting for Jiang Jianzhi's words, Qi Bai tried his best to keep his tone calm and unconcerned, and asked along the way:

"Then what do you think of me?"

Jiang Jianzhi was not stupid, he looked at the person who was about to stick the word "waiting for praise" on his forehead, his eyes shimmered, the corners of his lips lifted up, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he called him softly:

"Speak."

Qi Bai was first dazzled by the fleeting smile on Jiang Jianzhi's face, and then he was stunned by his 'words'.

Qi Bai, who is beautiful and charming, and who is obsessed with sex, speaks slowly: "...Huh?"

Seeing his dumbfounded look, Jiang Jianzhi moved his fingers slightly, but finally couldn't hold back, and raised his hand to cover his head.

"In my eyes, you are fine."

Qi Bai heard what Professor Jiang said.

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