Vicious Docotor Beauty - Chapter 813

In recent days, I don’t know why, there are always new children who are sent to her class one after another. In front of her eyes, the originally spacious school is almost full.

Later, Chi Qingyu found out that it was the generals who had sent their children who had been brought up at home after listening to her lessons.

“They think that you know more than them, both militarily and culturally, so you can teach children better.”

The old general who was inquired about told Chi Qingyu this, and finally added a sentence.

“I think so, too. Xuyan’s child worships you more than my own grandfather!”

Chi Qingyu can’t laugh or cry. He never thought that he was determined to save the dying and heal the wounded. But in the end, he became a teacher

At night, the birds on the branches outside the window have entered the deep dream, but Chi Qingyu is still carrying the light to prepare for class.

Although teaching and educating people is not what she wants, since she has done it and shouldered the trust of so many people, she must take responsibility.

“Mommy, you’ve been working too hard recently. My father made soup for you to make up for you.”

The door squeaks and is pushed open. Xiaojing steps in first, followed by Xie Qiran, who is carrying the tall and straight body of the soup.

In his busy schedule, Chi Qingyu didn’t lift his head, and the ink in his hand didn’t stop, “put it first, I’ll drink it in a moment.”

“No, it won’t work if it’s cold.”

Xiaojing comes forward and pulls out the pen in Chi Qingyu’s hand, forcing her to stop.

Chi Qingyu has no choice but to raise his head. What he sees first is Xiaojing’s expression. He is distressed and still has a little fight for his father.

Her eyes are also constantly suggesting that this is the soup that my father has worked so hard to make. Mommy must drink it, not only drink it, but also remember to praise her father.

Chi Qingyu blinks, indicating that he has received the signal.

Xiaojing really gave up his body and quietly pushed his father forward.

Chi Qingyu takes the soup in Xie Qiran’s hand, and drinks it one by one under Xie Qiran’s gaze. Finally, he puts down the bowl after drinking a drop.

“The craft has grown a lot. It’s hard.”

With these words, Chi Qingyu saw Xie Qiran’s slightly tight jaw line loosen instantly.

“It’s not hard.”

It’s just a soup. He doesn’t feel hard at all. He’s mainly worried that Chi Qingyu won’t get used to it.

“Then Xiaojing will go back to his room to have a rest. Father, you stay here to accompany mummy…”

Xiaojing specially gives Xie Qiran a look in the eye and gives full play to his assists. Before leaving, he has not forgotten to take the door with him.

“I’ll grind it for you…”

It seems that he is afraid that Chi Qingyu will drive him away. Xie Qiran quickly volunteered to arrange a job for himself.

Chi Qingyu nods with a smile. They don’t speak any more. There is only the sound of grinding and the occasional sound of paper turning in the room.

I don’t know how long it took, Chi Qingyu finally raised his head and rubbed his sour right arm.

“It’s over at last…”

“I’ll press it for you.”

Xie Qiran put down the grinding stone, walked behind Chi Qingyu, put his hand on her shoulder and rubbed it gently.

I don’t know when, in front of Chi Qingyu, Xie Qiran no longer calls himself the king.

The strength of Xie Qiran’s massage is just right, which makes Chi Qingyu close his eyes comfortably.

“I was going to be a doctor, and what I wanted to teach was medical knowledge. Who knows that now I have used all the knowledge I learned in high school…”

Chi Qingyu half joked that the speaker didn’t want to listen, but the listener did. Xie Qiran felt strange again.

Doctor, high school

In retrospect, it seems that Chi Qingyu always has some novel words, some novel ideas, and even a lot of shocking practices.

What do you say about this feeling? It’s like Mingchi Qingyu is always by his side, where he can see and touch, but he always feels that he can’t catch her

Having not heard Xie Qiran speak for a long time, Chi Qingyu reaches out his hand and taps it back. Xie Qiran is still massaging his hand.

It is these two real and warm feelings that bring Xie Qiran’s thoughts back to reality.

This is a person who has accompanied him through countless difficulties and gone through life and death with him. How can it not be true?

“Tired? It’s really late. Let’s go back and have a rest. ”

Chi Qingyu motioned Xie Qiran to stop, and then got up to simply clean up the scattered books.

They blow out the lights, close the door, say good night to each other, and then go back to their rooms.

Chi Qingyu feels so tired that he can sleep until dawn, but he has a dream.

Dream is the time of high school, heavy schoolwork, one after another can never finish the test paper, short to a closed eye no break, and from time to time death gaze of the head teacher.But there are also happy times when I go to the toilet with my little sister holding hands, listening to idol’s new songs through earphones, or even a bowl of instant noodles at night.

Everything is so clear and fresh, but when I wake up, it’s so far away

Chi Qingyu sits up from the bed and remembers everything in his dream. He feels that his nose is blocked. I don’t know whether it’s sad or the omen of a cold.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, which made the whole house flash. Then there was a dull thunder. It seemed that a rainstorm was coming.

Chi Qingyu rubs his nose and gets out of bed to close the window. He thinks that the rain is really coming.

“Mommy, open the door quickly…”

A burst of late feather just came back to bed, and then he heard the sound of crying.

Just as a thunder burst in the sky, Xiaojing’s voice has been stained with crying.

Chi Qingyu quickly gets out of bed, opens the door and pulls Xiaojing into the room.

Xiaojing just wears a thin lining and runs over. His body is covered with a layer of coolness. Seeing Chi Qingyu open the door, he pours into Chi Qingyu’s arms.

“What’s the matter, Xiaojing? It’s so cold on me. Let’s warm up in the quilt with mommy. ”

When entering the quilt, Xiaojing still holds Chi Qingyu’s arm tightly and refuses to let go.

“Nightmares, right? I’m not afraid. There’s Mommy

Seeing Xiaojing’s reaction like this, Chi Qingyu guesses that in the past, every time Xiaojing had a nightmare, she had to run to her for the first time, otherwise she would never be able to sleep at ease.

“Well…”

Xiaojing nodded slightly aggrieved, and the tears in her eyes were not all gone.

“Xiaojing dreams of going out to play with his father’s mother. Originally, he was having a good time. As a result, his mother suddenly disappeared. My father and I can’t find her no matter how we look for her…”