I and the dog-licking heroine are one body and two souls

Chapter 42 Envy, Jealousy, Hate

After thinking about it, Song Muming couldn't find a way to meet Tang Shiyong.

F University invited him to give a lecture, but F University is not a medical school, and giving lectures is undoubtedly a waste of time, and it would be too deceitful to go now.

But Tang Shiyong has never been to the National Medical University since the last time he came to deliver persimmons. Fang Rongrong was the only one who came to look for Zhong Yu every time, and Song Muming gradually stopped going to the National Medical University.

The "[-] Elite Training Program" not only requires experiments to put forward arguments, but also needs a lot of practical experience to support the arguments. As long as they are students of Song Muming, they can practice in Song's Hospital if necessary.

During this period of time, Song Muming did not announce the change of mentors, so they were still interns at Song's.

On this day, Song Muming checked their medical records for the week as usual. The top ones were still Zhong Yu and Jiang Mu, and the rest of them were already showing signs of fatigue. It seemed that changing their supervisor had a greater impact on them.

Song Muming silently read the names of several people, took off the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and asked, "Why isn't Tang Yaqian's case included?"

Hearing this name, many people looked up, and even Jiang Mu, who had always hated her, couldn't help but look at Zhong Yu, only to see the latter's steady report: "Because it was another doctor's consultation at the time, so I didn't record it. In my report."

He is just an intern doctor, not qualified, and the first aid is someone else.

Jiang Mu frowned, how did the master know?Did you also know that he refused to go to rescue that night?
But Song Muming didn't ask again. After he scolded them last time, he won't criticize them again for the same mistake.

Let them all go out, keep the reports for themselves, and study slowly.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Song Muming said.

It was Zhong Yu who came in, holding a small box in his hand, and said: "Master, this is my girlfriend's roommate a few days ago, and I asked her father to send me some sweet persimmons from the northwest, specially for you to taste." taste."

On that day, Lu Rui said he wanted more persimmons, but Song Muming only asked about the situation at that time, but didn't want any more. Seeing the persimmons, the "sister" in Song Muming's mind started dancing again.

"Thank you." Song Muming thanked: "Did she change her name?"

After Zhong Yu put down the persimmon, he was taken aback for a moment when he heard Song Muming's question before he responded and said Tang Shiyong.

Nodding and saying: "Yes, I heard that New Year's Day and her father went home and changed their names. She and Jiang Mu used to be neighbors. Maybe the video incident hit her hard. After going back to change their names, she and Jiang Mu Not too familiar."

This is Zhong Yu's official talk about the personal relationship between Tang Shiyong and Jiang Mu in front of Song Muming. The school tutors have their own styles. Song Muming doesn't like to joke or gossip about private affairs at school, so they rarely talk about their own personal affairs.

I just don't know, the master knows how much Jiang Mu is playing with Tang Shiyong's feelings.

Unexpectedly, he still remembered Tang Shiyong's name.

"The incident of the National Medical University video is that our laboratory is sorry for her. We invite her to the hospital as soon as possible to have an examination for her. The cost will be counted in my name." Song Muming arranged that Tang Shiyong's examination originally fell on his family member's quota. , but now Tang Shiyong has nothing to do with him, so naturally he can't use his quota to come here.

The previous examination was three months ago, and she needs to be checked again to understand her physical condition.

"This...is it okay to arrange it on the weekend of the next week?" Zhong Yu asked: "My girlfriend said that she often has a part-time job on weekends, and she will perform for the opening of a shopping mall this weekend, so she can only wait until next weekend."

The physical examination has to be done in the morning, and some items require an empty stomach. Tang Shiyong has to go to the National Conservatory of Music during the week, and only has time on weekends.

It's already Friday afternoon, it's too late.

"It's all right." Song Muming has no objections, as long as he can call her here.

As for a part-time job, it might be a way to meet her.

"Well, it happens that my girlfriend and Tang Shiyong are looking for me at school tonight, so I'll tell her right away."

As soon as Zhong Yu went out, Song Muming picked up his mobile phone, and Tang Shiyong in the circle of friends was shouting that the specimen frame would not be able to keep luck, and he would have soaked in formalin if he knew it.

Three leaves of that withered and blackened four-leaf clover fell off.

Song Muming thought it was funny, soaking plants in formalin, this awareness, a bit of common sense in medicine.

……

In the afternoon, the intern left.

Song Muming's car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and when he saw Zhong Yu coming out, he immediately honked the horn.

Zhong Yu heard the whistle hint, walked over with his schoolbag on his back, bent down and asked, "Master?"

Usually he was the last to leave, but today he was waiting for him here.

"Go back to school? Or go home?" Song Muming asked. The National Medical University has a dormitory for graduate students, but as far as he knows, they are all renting houses outside, so they asked this question.

"Going back to school, my girlfriend is waiting for me at school." Zhong Yu said embarrassedly. He mentioned his girlfriend too many times in front of Song Muming today, and he always felt a little embarrassed.

"Come on, I'll see you off, and take the materials back for me by the way."

Hearing this, Zhong Yu opened the door and got into the car. With so many classmates following the master, he was the one who knew the master best, and he usually took the master's car back.

Classical music was playing in the car, and the cello played melodiously and steadily. Zhong Yu remained silent. He really couldn't think of anything to talk about with his master. Fortunately, he received a call from Fang Rongrong on the way.

"Rongrong... Well, I'll be there in 10 minutes... You and Tang Shiyong are waiting for me in Xinglin first, and we'll go eat your favorite fish together..." Zhong Yu looked at his watch while chatting with Fang Rongrong on the phone. Report trip.

Song Muming parked the car in the parking lot of the National Medical University, and the two walked to the Yiji Building with the documents.

As soon as I arrived near Xinglin, I heard a girl's soft wailing coming from inside.

"Ah... my luck is gone..."

"It's gone from me..."

Song Muming chuckled, little fool.

……

Speaking of the most depressed, Tang Shiyong is none other than Tang Shiyong. She has been busy with classes and piano practice recently. Today, she managed to settle some extra money in the WeChat part-time job group. She wants to come to the National Medical University with Fang Rongrong to have a meal and eat that pickled fish again.

Hearing from Fang Rongrong that the spicy diced chicken in the cafeteria is also delicious, she planned to invite Fang Rongrong and Zhong Yu back and forth.

Speaking of National Medical University, Tang Yaqian in her body couldn't help but think of Jiang Mu. Thinking of Jiang Mu, Tang Shiyong thought of the four-leaf clover found downstairs that day.

Who knows that it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, you find that the leaves of the four-leaf clover she put on the table have dried up, and the acrylic board is not installed firmly, and a leaf is broken under the friction.

She seemed to see that her luck was broken, and there would be no light tomorrow.

In my heart, I feel that the dog-licking time of Tang Yaqian's "comeback" is not far away from her.

So while it was still early, Tang Shiyong and Fang Rongrong first came to Xinglin to look for it, but within a month, the sparse four-leaf clover in Xinglin had withered, and the two of them searched for it all afternoon but couldn't find it.

No, Fang Rongrong found one.

Could it be that God is going to kill her?
Facing the gradually darkening sky, Tang Yaqian wailed, "Ah... my luck is gone..."

Why is she so unlucky?A blade of grass will leave her.

Except for changing her name, she has basically accomplished nothing during this period of time. She has been hooked on men, even Song Muming's hair has been hooked, and now she is a piece of grass, and Fang Rongrong copied it in front of her.

Could it be that she is destined not to rise to the sea in the future?Is Song Muming already the ceiling of her affair?
She is not convinced.

"Zhong Yu!"

When Tang Shiyong was lamenting his misfortune, the lucky Fang Rongrong had already discovered that Zhong Yu had come.

She took her four-leaf clover and ran towards Zhong Yu, showing off while running: "Look! I just found it! I didn't expect this to be here in winter!"

It's really unintentional, Tang Shiyong, the resentful kind, stares at the couple in front of her with resentment, and she is lucky to have a boyfriend, she is alone and wants to see their love, even if she doesn't eat pickled cabbage and fish, she will be sour enough.

So lonely.

Following Fang Rongrong out of Xinglin, Tang Shiyong saw Song Muming standing behind Zhong Yu at a glance. He was relatively far away, and he could barely see him wearing a dark wool coat. He was tall and straight, as if he was on the phone.

Holding a computer bag in his hand, he stood under the streetlight that had just been turned on. He didn't look to this side, but looked into the distance.

This temperament, summed up by Zhong Yu, they are not in the same dimension, a little less fireworks.

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