My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s - Chapter 377

Chapter 377: Chapter 370: Is He Sick?

“Well, what is it?” Tang Yuxin blinked, the curves of the young girl were gradually maturing, she already looked like a beautiful young lady. The faint fragrance that lingered around her seemed more noticeable when there were fewer people around.

“Can you share with us the recipe for the tea you served us?” Shen Fei cautiously asked. “Of course, we won’t take your recipe for free. You can ask for a price. We’re on the road every day and it’s very exhausting. It’s quite common for us to get heatstroke.”

“Hold on a moment,” Tang Yuxin went into her room and fetched a pen and paper. She wrote down the recipe right then and there. It wasn’t a secret, nor did she need to mention money. She wasn’t hoping to make any profit from it.

“Here you go,” Tang Yuxin handed the recipe she had written down to Shen Fei. It was just some inexpensive herbs. “I made it for fun. If you want it, you can take it.”

“What about the price…” After receiving the recipe, Shen Fei looked it over briefly. It included honeysuckle, wild chrysanthemum, and many other herbs he had never heard of.

“No need, no need,” Tang Yuxin took a sip of her herbal tea. “These herbs aren’t worth much money.”

Shen Fei put the recipe in his pocket. The pair sat there a bit longer. Shen Fei carried most of the conversation, while Gu Ning barely said anything.

He simply looked thoughtful, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. Occasionally, when his gaze fell on Tang Yuxin, there was an indescribable expression in his eyes.

It was only after the two of them left that Tang Yuyu heaved a sigh of relief.

How could there be a man like Gu Ning in this world?

Tang Yuxin tugged at her hair. She always felt uncomfortable under his penetrating gaze, somehow feeling seen through. And each time, she didn’t dare to meet his eyes. His gaze was too intense. She felt it was better to keep her distance from him.

It would be best if they never met again.

However, she never expected that this wish of hers would shatter so brutally, making her feel as if her life was thrown into chaos.

After the orientation for the new students, the rest of the students also started to come to campus. Compared with the freshmen, these students, who were fresh out of school just a while ago, were growing up at last.

Without saying, Tang Yuxin’s specialized knowledge was very strong. She was considered a rare genius in the medical department. Ting Yuan now had some qualifications as a doctor. Those who once didn’t even know how to give an injection now found it easy. As for Lin Yile and Song Qingtong, they were starting to become professional nurses. But the only constant was the good relationship between them. When Tang Yuxin couldn’t go home, she would stay at the school, specifically in her old dormitory. Her friends still considered her as part of the dormitory group, never treating her as an outsider just because she didn’t live on campus.

Tang Yuxin went to the cafeteria and ordered a meal for herself, a typical sweet and sour pork ribs, a sour fish, a braised lion’s head, and a stir-fried Chinese cabbage.

Just as she had sat down, a person joined her without greeting and sat opposite her. Tang Yuxin didn’t mind. After all, the tables didn’t belong to her. Whoever wanted to sit was free to do so.

As she was eating her meal, she conveniently took out her notes for the day. But after just a moment, she felt a prickling sensation in her back.

Upon raising her head and seeing the person sitting opposite her, she instantly lost her appetite.

Zhang Yong’an, why was it Zhang Yong’an again?

Just looking at Zhang Yong’an’s face now made her feel sick.

The more she used to be good to him, the more it proved how foolish she had been. And now, the more she despised his face.

Zhang Yong’an grinned, looking more lecherous. His eyes were still focused on Tang Yuxin’s meal.

“I heard you broke up with your boyfriend?”

Tang Yuxin ignored him. She looked around, hoping to find another vacant spot. However, it was lunchtime when the cafeteria was the most crowded. There were barely any empty seats.

So she could only stay in her current spot.

“I knew it wouldn’t last long,” Zhang Yong’an continued speaking to himself across the table. “You two aren’t suitable. He looks like a successful man, and you’re just an ordinary university student.”

Tang Yuxin picked up a rib and continued to eat leisurely. She was still reading her notes while eating. Who could say she had ever been responsive to anyone?

Zhang Yong’an poked at his bowl of noodles in front of him. A clear soup with noodles, nowhere near as extravagant as the meal Tang Yuxin was having. Several types of meat were included. She must be wealthy. This meal must have cost a significant amount of money. And she eats like this every day. If it were a guy, it’s not so bad since guys generally eat a lot. But for a girl to eat so much every time, it might be laughed at.

“I still feel it’s best for you to find a student,” he continued to speak, interpreting Tang Yuxin’s silence as affirmation.

“Isn’t it great at school? We can eat together, study together, and help each other. When we graduate and start working, we can depend on each other. Neither of us are locals to Beijing. If you want to make it here alone, it will be very difficult.”

Tang Yuxin put her chopsticks in front of her, but she didn’t eat. As she loosened her grip, the rib fell onto the table. Zhang Yong’an swallowed his saliva tightly.

Tang Yuxin furrowed her eyebrows, pushed the rib to one side, and decided not to eat it anymore. She really had no appetite, listening to a voice that made her want to vomit.

Zhang Yong’an couldn’t help but swallow his saliva again, his eyes glued to the fallen rib. “I think we’re quite suitable. Don’t you think? We’re from the same school, and we understand each other very well. I don’t mind that you’ve had a boyfriend before, as long as you treat me well in the future, I’ll treat you well. Do you think this is fate? Regardless of the number of times we’ve been through this in the past, in the future…”

Before he could finish his sentence, a bowl of soup was poured over his head.

“You…”

Zhang Yong’an wiped his face. The moment he saw that it was a tall, strong male student, his temper flared. With a snort, he stood up. He was almost a head and a half shorter than the other student.

“What are you doing?”

“Pervert!” The tall male student was about to go over and beat him up, but was held back by someone next to him.

Meanwhile, the conversation of a few people nearby could be heard.

“Why are you hitting him?”

“He’s sick.”