At this moment, the caregiver, Xiao He, brought out a bowl of freshly washed green tea.

"Let's eat green grapes," Xiao He said with a smile.

Lin Xiao reached out and grabbed a few, slowly peeled them, and then went over to his aunt and watched for a while out of courtesy.

He nodded, a nonchalant smile on his face: "Yeah, she really is beautiful. It's a shame such a wonderful girl is with me!"

Tong Chunni didn't think so. In her mind, her nephew was exceptionally outstanding, and any girl who married him would be very happy.

She laughed and scolded, "You're talking nonsense again! Don't underestimate yourself. Once I'm gone, you can live a good life and you'll be no worse off than anyone else."

"Auntie, if you leave, who will take care of my child in the future? Don't always think about abandoning me and running away!" Lin Xiao said in a coquettish tone, and fed the peeled grapes to his aunt.

Tong Chunni opened her mouth to take it, feeling a warmth in her heart, her eyes welling up with tears, and she said with a smile, "You child! You're always teasing me!"

Grandma Liu squinted at the scene, pondered for a while, and said, "Xiao Lin, how about this, you add my dear granddaughter's contact information first, you two chat first, and if you think it's suitable, then meet in person."

Lin Xiao: "..."

ah?

Is that alright?

Before Lin Xiao could refuse, Old Madam Liu instructed the bodyguard Dali, "Give Miss's contact information to Xiao Lin."

“Okay, ma’am!” Dali took back her phone, quickly pulled up her green bubble QR code, and shoved it in front of Lin Xiao.

"Please scan me."

Lin Xiao's brow twitched, and he popped a green grape into his mouth. "Let's not add it yet, I'm afraid it will delay your young lady."

Dali's smile froze: "Don't worry, it won't be delayed!"

Miss, you're already being kind by not inconveniencing others!

This lady is not someone just anyone can win over!

All the men who pursued her unsuccessfully and still can't forget her could form a football team!

Unexpectedly, Tong Chunni snatched the phone away, and she was as happy as a child who had won the lottery, overjoyed.

"I'll scan it." Tong Chunni knew her nephew's phone password; it was her birthday.

Lin Xiao hadn't seen his aunt laugh so freely in a long time. His hand, which was reaching out to grab the phone, froze in mid-air. He then casually turned to the bowl of grapes beside him, picked one up, and popped it into his mouth.

Sweet.

And so, Lin Xiao was passively added to the green bubble of Grandma Liu's granddaughter, Chu Yingying.

The note I added when adding Chu Yingying was: I am Lin Xiao, Grandma Liu asked me to add you to chat.

Of course, his aunt did all of this using his phone.

He simply condoned it all.

Chu Yingying met Lin Xiao through his friend on his way back to Jiangda University by subway. At noon, he ordered takeout from a private restaurant and had lunch with his aunt before leaving.

He originally wanted to rent a place off-campus, but then he realized that he had already blocked Ji Ran, the only crazy woman who asked him to stay overnight, and he figured he wouldn't have the chance to work the night shift again, so there was no need to waste money living outside.

Anyway, he's already used to living at the school.

Eating at the cafeteria is very cost-effective; you can eat very well for around ten yuan.

Ordering takeout involves cutting-edge technology and sophisticated techniques.

From medical waste takeout boxes to beef and mutton made with various additives, gutter oil, and even the meat of a 100-year-old zombie, every unscrupulous merchant is helping to send him to another world.

So, if you don't want to cook, you either have to eat expensive food or eat in the cafeteria.

Lin Xiao didn't want to flirt with a senior who was three years older than him, so even though he saw that Chu Yingying had accepted his friend request, he didn't send her any messages.

His thought was, "Let's just leave it like this for now, and then secretly delete each other after a while."

Not long after, Chu Yingying sent him a message.

Let's chat. What do you want to say to me?

Lin Xiao raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that he didn't want to talk to him either, so he pretended to be busy and read the message but didn't reply.

On the other side, inside the hematology department office of Jiangcheng Ancient Building Hospital.

A girl with a pure and beautiful appearance, delicate features like a porcelain doll, and a tall figure, wearing a white coat, is resting her chin on her hand, frowning as she looks at the WeChat chat box that has yet to receive a response.

She was furious.

Damn it. It's not like he's dead, is it so hard to reply to a message?!

Why would Grandma introduce herself to such trash?

Wait a bit longer. If he still pretends to be dead and doesn't reply after tonight, then I'll delete him!

This woman is none other than Chu Yingying, the granddaughter of Old Mrs. Liu.

She is a third-year graduate student at Jiangnan University School of Medicine. She started her internship in the second semester of her second year of graduate school, and she wanted to rotate through different departments.

She has already completed internships in dermatology, rheumatology and immunology, geriatrics, ophthalmology, and cardiac surgery, and is currently interning in hematology.

She might go on to do an internship in nephrology next.

Also, I'll take care of Grandma.

Sitting diagonally opposite Chu Yingying was a tall male colleague with a square face, who kept stealing glances at her.

"Yingying, what's wrong? Is something bothering you?" the square-faced man asked.

Chu Yingying glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "Dr. Xu, please call me by my full name."

Xu Guozi's face froze for a moment, then he chuckled awkwardly, "Why? You don't need to be so aloof."

"Only my family can call me by my nickname," Chu Yingying said calmly.

Dr. Xu, with his square face: "..."

Was he being frivolous?

Back at school, Lin Xiao took a nap and woke up at four o'clock.

He worked on his graduation project for a while, and soon it was time for lunch.

While playing a two-word game, Bird asked routinely, "What about dinner? Canteen 1, Canteen 2, or Canteen 3? Pork trotter rice, roast duck rice, or spicy chicken?"

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