The Modern Life of Yu-Yi Xie

"Huh, Mr. Li is really a big devil of procrastination. He procrastinated for another 15 minutes and starved to death. Hurry up." Zhou Yang complained while rubbing his stomach, urging Xie Fuling and Lou Zijun who were packing up their books.

However, when the three of them were about to leave their seats, they were stopped by a figure.

After seeing that the person who came was Zhao Xiaoying, Lou Zijun and Zhou Yang beside Xie Fuling had different expressions. Compared with Zhou Yang's expression of gossiping and watching the show, Lou Zijun was more worried that too much contact with Zhao Xiaoying might make people feel uncomfortable. Xie Fuling remembered that sad incident.

Two people, no, it should be said that three people including Zhao Xiaoying were waiting to see Xie Fuling's reaction.

"What's the matter?" Xie Fuling asked calmly.

Zhao Xiaoying was taken aback for a moment, she had expected many possibilities, but she didn't expect Xie Fuling to be so calm, as if she was just a stranger to her, so she gritted her teeth and said with a look of grievance: "Xie Fuling, why don't you want to see me?" , Do you still remember what happened back then?"

Lou Zijun felt that something was wrong when he heard it, and quickly turned to look at Xie Fuling, afraid that he would suddenly think of something.

Zhou Yang looked puzzled.

"I just don't think it's necessary." Xie Fuling remained calm.

In fact, because of Lou Zijun's strange words last time, he searched carefully in the original owner's memory, and then remembered who Zhao Xiaoying was, but the original owner's blame was meaningless to him.

Zhao Xiaoying stared at Xie Fuling's eyes, trying to find a trace of unusual emotions in them, but there was nothing. Xie Fuling was telling the truth, he really just felt that it was unnecessary to see him.

Discovering this, Zhao Xiaoying immediately restrained her former little girl's demeanor. She is not stupid, on the contrary she is very smart. Since Xie Fuling no longer has any feelings for her, it is useless for her to play old cards, so it is useless to pretend. There would be no effect, so she resolutely gave up the earliest strategy, and said to Xie Fuling sincerely: "I really need you for something, can you give me some time?"

Women may sometimes be more suitable for the term "flexible and stretchable".

Xie Fuling thought about it for a while. He felt that Zhao Xiaoying didn't look like someone who would give up easily. If she didn't agree this time, she might be entangled in various ways in the future. Hey, it's so troublesome. After thinking about it comprehensively, he nodded, I agree.

Zhao Xiaoying secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Facing the eyes of the people who slowly began to pay attention to this side, she couldn't bear it any longer. Fortunately, Xie Fuling finally let go.

So, Xie Fuling and others followed Zhao Xiaoying to a teahouse with a good environment near the school, and went into the box to order food.

When the meal was almost finished, Zhao Xiaoying put down her chopsticks, took a deep breath, and told her why she came.

"I heard that you have a long scar on your right cheek, is it true?" Zhao Xiaoying pointed to her right cheek and made gestures.

Lou Zijun's expression changed, and just as he was about to say something, Xie Fuling answered directly.

"It's true." Xie Fuling put down the mustard chicken feet that he was about to gnaw with some regret, and wiped his fingers stained by the sauce.

"Sure enough..." Zhao Xiaoying's eyes lit up, and her tone became more urgent, "So you really managed to get rid of the scar yourself?"

"Yes."

"Can your prescription go away with any scar?" Zhao Xiaoying leaned forward unconsciously in excitement.

Xie Fuling was silent for a while, and said honestly, "It's not possible."

Zhao Xiaoying's eyes suddenly darkened, and even her body sank as if she had been discouraged.

"For any disease, it is important to prescribe the right medicine. One prescription cannot solve everything. It depends on the specific situation." Xie Fuling explained.

Zhao Xiaoying's eyes lit up with hope again, and she asked cautiously, "Can the scars caused by burns be healed?"

"I'll have to see the wound to be sure."

After hearing this, Zhao Xiaoying bit her lower lip tightly, as if hesitating for something, and stared straight at Lou Zijun and Zhou Yang beside her.

Just when the two of them were so stared at and almost shouted that they could dodge completely, Zhao Xiaoying slowly rolled up the sleeves of her clothes, revealing her fair arms.

However, when the sleeves were rolled up to the arm closest to the shoulders, there were a large number of circular scald scars on the white and tender skin, some of which could even be seen to be overlapping old scars and forming new ones. The scars, at first glance, are densely packed and very scary.

Zhao Xiaoying tilted her head, she didn't want to look at her arm, she just stared at Xie Fuling, and asked with a trembling voice, "Can it be removed?"

Both Zhou Yang and Lou Zijun immediately realized that the circular scald marks should be the unique shape caused by cigarettes, and they couldn't help but secretly startled, no wonder Zhao Xiaoying never wore clothes with sleeves above the middle, and never saw her even on hot days Wearing suspenders and the like, but who would be crazy enough to leave so many traces of cigarette butts on the arms of a beautiful girl, it is horrifying to think about it!

Xie Fuling put his hand on Zhao Xiaoying's arm, and obviously felt the owner of the arm tremble a little, but he didn't care about it, he just observed those scars carefully, and even touched them with his hands, before letting go of them after a long while. Arm, sitting in place, said in a very ordinary tone: "It can be removed, but the process may take a long time, and you need to avoid food during the treatment."

Zhao Xiaoying almost thought that she was hallucinating, and she never expected that the words she had been looking forward to for so long would not come from the mouth of any doctor in a big hospital, but from the mouth of Xie Fuling, who had never made her look high in front of her.

"No matter how long it takes, as long as it can be completely removed, I can do anything." Zhao Xiaoying shouted unconsciously, then regained her senses, and asked with some uncertainty, "Are you really sure?"

"You can choose to believe it or not." Xie Fuling said indifferently.

Zhao Xiaoying: "..." Is it really okay for this person to have such a bad attitude?

"...Okay, anyway, I have no other choice, so I just trust you once!" Zhao Xiaoying finally made up her mind.

After Zhao Xiaoying said this, Xie Fuling stretched out a hand to Shi Shiran.

Looking at the pair of fair and slender hands in front of her, Zhao Xiaoying was a little puzzled: "...?" What do you mean?

Xie Fuling said: "One patch of medicine is one hundred and fifty. If I need to make ointment for you, add another fifty."

Zhao Xiaoying & Lou Zijun & Zhou Yang: —O—

Although Zhao Xiaoying didn't expect to take the scar-removing medicine for nothing, but when Xie Fuling said it in a business-like tone, she suddenly became a little annoyed and funny.

Zhao Xiaoying swiftly put down her rolled-up sleeves, straightened her hair, rolled her beautiful eyes, revealing a beautiful white eye, took out 200 yuan from her bag, put it in Xie Fuling's open hand and said: "Here ,two hundred."

Then, the moment Xie Fuling was about to stop, he grabbed his wrist and said through gritted teeth, "If it doesn't work, don't blame me for being rude."

Xie Fuling looked at his grasped wrist, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, you won't have that chance."

"That's the best." Zhao Xiaoying's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly thought that Xie Fuling's smile was too lethal. Then she stabilized her mind, let go of Xie Fuling's hand, turned her wrist, gently picked up the menu on the table and stood up, using Looking down, he said to several boys, "I'll treat you after the meal. You can sit down for a while. Xie Fuling, I'm waiting for your ointment."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his long hair, stepped on his high-heeled shoes and left with a thump, leaving only a trace of perfume.

"Phew, I'll go, I didn't realize that Zhao Xiaoying's aura was so strong before, I didn't dare to speak!" Zhou Yang exaggeratedly slumped on the chair and spoke out of breath.

Lou Zijun rolled his eyes at him as usual, and then said to Xie Fuling worriedly: "Is it really okay for you to boast about Haikou? If it doesn't work, Zhao Xiaoying probably won't let you go."

Xie Fuling was grabbing the chicken feet with mustard that he was going to eat before and gnawed happily. The taste was very fresh to him, and he seemed a little addicted. After hearing Lou Zijun's question, he nodded with the chicken feet in his mouth and said: "Huanqing (rest assured)."

Lou Zijun: If you put down the chicken feet in your mouth and talk to me, I might be more convinced.