Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 896: Meeting You, I Am Back to Life 23

Lingyao's plan is to go abroad for two years for treatment and then return to China to get a diploma, but not everything is as infallible as the formulas in a computer.

Two years passed in a flash. Meetings of famous experts and professors in the medical field were held again and again. Lingyao also tried three plans of varying sizes. The experimental results showed that there was some effect, but not much.

Perhaps it was because Lingyao came to see Dr. Jos in advance, and Dr. Jos's medical skills were not yet so sophisticated and proficient at that time, and the medical level in California would not improve because of Lingyao's early arrival.

What's worse is that once Lingyao's treatment begins, it cannot be ended at will. Just like some drug-dependent patients, arbitrarily stopping medication is likely to cause the disease to relapse and worsen.

Although Lingyao was not drug dependent, the doctors did not dare to stop her treatment.

The long period of treatment made Lingyao's body look very fragile. Even Liu Yun, who came with Lingyao, always looked at Lingyao with a gloomy and misty look, as if Lingyao was in a heavy rain.

Not to mention the servants in the villa, they almost treated Lingyao like a glass doll. As soon as Lingyao raised her hand, they rushed over quickly.

Only Lingyao knew that her body was a little fragile, but apart from unavoidable illness, nothing would happen to her.

After dinner, Lingyao took the medicine box and water from the person beside her and threw them into her mouth like candy. After drinking the water and swallowing it, she glanced at the swinging clock on the wall.

It was six o'clock in the evening. With a nine-hour time difference, it should be three o'clock in the morning in Shen Qi's place...

It was indeed early morning in the country and Shen Qi was sleeping.

As soon as the sky turned pale, Shen Qi's biological clock automatically woke him up. He looked up at the alarm clock and it was five o'clock in the morning.

Almost subconsciously, Shen Qi calculated the time in California in his mind: eight o'clock in the evening.

Shen Qi sent her the usual greeting message, then quietly got out of bed and walked out of the dormitory.

Shen Qi did not go to high school in Nanhuai, but in the neighboring city of Nanhuai, Nanhuai City, which is also the capital of Nanyang Province.

Nanhuai No. 8 High School is the best high school in the province. Almost every year, the top scorer in the college entrance examination comes from here. Shen Qi's class is a Tsinghua or Peking University class with high academic pressure and fierce competition.

Not long after he got up, several boys in the same dormitory also got up one after another. However, none of them got up as quickly as Shen Qi. They rolled over and sat up several times before they broke free from the maltose that stuck them to the bed.

There was no way. Shen Qi, who studied so hard, put too much pressure on them. Although his grades were always top in the grade, he worked harder than anyone else. No one in the dormitory dared to take it lightly.

When people first heard that Shen Qi was admitted as the top scorer in the Nanhuai City middle school entrance examination, they did not take it seriously. After all, those who could get into the Tsinghua and Peking University classes were all the top scorers in the middle school entrance examinations in their respective counties and cities.

And when I saw Shen Qi for the first time, I felt that he was more like a nerd who only knew how to read.

They don't have anything against nerds, but the fact is that many times, students from better-off families have easier access to more educational resources, which makes it seem like they are learning easily.

This is something that small town test takers do not have.

But small town test-takers are not without advantages. At least in terms of persistence and determination, no one can beat them. Because they know that they lack educational resources and that everything they have achieved is the result of hard work, they work even harder.

Just like Shen Qi in dormitory 508.

Except for the initial test when I first entered the school, in which I ranked fifth in the whole school, I ranked first in every subsequent test.

After asking, the boys in Class 508 found out that Shen Qi ranked third in the province in the high school entrance examination.

The person who ranked first in the province, was remembered by everyone, and gave a speech on behalf of the freshmen was also in their dormitory.

So in the first and second years of high school, 508 was the most competitive dormitory in the eighth grade. The other two were followed by the others and lived up to expectations, ranking around 20th in the grade.

Shen Qi finished washing up first and was ready to go out. As soon as he took a step forward, someone put his arm around his shoulder.

"Let's go have breakfast together." The person who had his arm around his shoulder and was talking to him was none other than Yuan He, the top scorer in the high school entrance exam that year.

The performance of the two is just like the distance between them now. Shen Qi is always two or three points higher than Yuan He.

If it was much higher, Yuan He might have admitted defeat, but each time he was just two or three points short, which made Yuan He think that he could catch up with a little effort, but in the end he found out that it was a bullshit.

The next time it was still two or three points short.

Yuan He was convinced.

Although they are competing with each other in academic performance, Yuan He and Shen Qi have a good relationship. For example, they can occasionally have breakfast together.

In fact, Yuan He initially approached Shen Qi just to see how this boy studied and to see if he had any shortcuts to learning.

After observing for a few days, I found that this kid didn't have any shortcuts to learning. If their learning path was the smooth and pothole-free highway in the city, then Shen Qi's learning path must be the muddy and gravel-covered country roads.

Yuan He's family is relatively well-off. In his entire life, he has never seen anyone reuse a piece of draft paper with a pencil to write on it, nor has he ever seen anyone with such poor spoken English who can always score over 130.

Yuan He failed in his attempt to learn by stealing, and was even a little frustrated. He realized that if there hadn't been too much mud and gravel on Shen Qi's road, which stuck to his soles and punctured his tires, Shen Qi might have reached the finish line long ago.

Yuan He wanted to have breakfast with him, but Shen Qi didn't say anything. After all, he knew that he was probably just talking.

Indeed, after arriving at the cafeteria, Shen Qi swiped his card to buy two steamed buns as usual, while Yuan He took a look at the steamed buns and porridge at this window, and without staying for long, ran to another window to ask for a bowl of chicken noodle soup.

It is now late autumn, and Yuan Hezhen can't get used to eating cold steamed buns, so he has to eat something hot in the morning to warm his stomach.

However, after he bought it, he still carried the bowl to Shen Qi's seat.

The noodles were just served. Although the temperature was not scalding, my fingertips still felt a little hot when I held them in my hands.

Yuan He put it down and blew twice on his warm fingertips to disperse the heat.

"It's so hot, or maybe we got up too early. Auntie said this is the first pot of soup of the day, and it's just been made."

Shen Qi didn't know how to respond, so he just hummed.

Yuan He sat down, picked up the chopsticks and blew on it, watching Shen Qi chewing the steamed bun while silently reciting words, and really wanted to kneel down to him.

"Shen Qi, I really admire you. Don't be so tight on mealtimes, okay? Besides, you're already number one, there's no need to be so aggressive."

Shen Qi was a little puzzled: "I'm used to it."

Just like some people would have a sausage, a candy, and a glass of sweet water after every meal, these moments that others might think were too hard, but Shen Qi had actually already gotten used to them; they had become part of his daily routine.

Yuan He had a heart attack. Why couldn't he develop such a habit?

Perhaps it was because he was forced by his parents to attend tutoring classes and to get good grades since he was a child. Although Yuan He would memorize words and study hard and practice exercises, he treated these things more as a task.

He really admired Shen Qi a little bit, so he raised the hand that was not holding the chopsticks and gave him a thumbs up. His thoughts drifted quickly, and he thought of a topic that might allow him to talk more with Shen Qi.

He swallowed a mouthful of noodles and winked at Shen Qi, gossiping: "Shen Qi, why did Wu Lulu from the class ask you out last Tuesday? Did she confess to you?"

Shen Qi paused as he looked at the word: "No, don't make random guesses. It's not nice to her. She just invited me to her birthday party."

"Okay, I won't say anything. Are you going?"

"No, I don't know her well, there's no need to go."

Seeing Shen Qi's natural and frank look, Yuan He swallowed back the words he originally wanted to ask him if he was interested in Wu Lulu.

Wu Lulu is very beautiful, with an oval face, big eyes, fair skin and good grades. She is the pure type of girl who is very popular among boys of this age.

Previously, Wu Lulu and Shen Qi, as the top students in Class 1-2, had recited poems on stage together. A few days ago, Yuan He saw Wu Lulu coming to the class to find Shen Qi. He was wondering if Shen Qi was about to fall in love and was experiencing the immature fruits of first love.

This way they don't have to do this every day.

But looking at Shen Qi's calm face at this moment, not to mention blushing, he didn't even feel embarrassed or awkward. This... this is totally stupid!

Not to the point.

Yuan Heke had his first love in the third year of junior high school, but it was a seed that never bore fruit. He was busy sprinting to become the top scholar in the province at the time, and he and the girl agreed to go to the same high school. However, after the high school entrance examination, the girl suddenly went abroad to attend an international high school.

He was left alone in the country to become a curled up dog.

Thinking of this, Yuan He angrily poked the almost empty soup twice.

She was gossiping with amorous feelings just now, but now she suddenly becomes indignant.

"It's better to be like you, not like me. I met a heartless girl who went abroad directly after the high school entrance examination. She replied to my messages and chatted with me in the first few months, but then we contacted less and less. A few days ago, I clicked on her Moments and saw that she had blocked me. Damn it!"

Shen Qi's ears moved, and his gaze finally shifted from the vocabulary book to look at Yuan He, who was getting angrier and angrier as he thought about it.

"I can't reply in time, maybe it's because of the time difference when you chat."

Just like him and Lingyao, although they don’t have the kind of relationship that Yuanhe has, their chats are often interrupted by the time difference.

Many times it's like noodles broken into many pieces, and you need to use chopsticks to scoop them up one by one.

Some of them were so broken into pieces that they could not be picked up even with chopsticks.

If it weren’t for some other buffs, probably no one would like to eat such noodles.

And Shen Qi is the one who knows how to drink the soup. He drinks it till the end, and all the noodles are lying in the bowl waiting for you to scoop them out.

He wouldn't send Lingyao too many messages every day, basically once in the morning and once in the evening. Sometimes he would share good news with Lingyao.

Occasionally I would ask her about her life abroad.