"You are really a lunatic." Yan Xianjue commented.
Lin Shi: “I have never denied this.”
He did not insist on getting Yan Xianjue's answer.
He just talked about where he was going: "What a coincidence, I'm in the same city as Shen Fangli. When you go to see her, you can also stop by to see me."
Yan Xianjue said coldly, "I'm not that free."
Yan Xianjue was not surprised that they were in the same city.
Even if we exclude the relationship between the male protagonist and the female supporting role in the plot, with Lin Shi's grades, even if he doesn't score lower than Ji Xi, he will still be among the top students.
He sighed in his heart, even though the plot has become so weird, Lin Shi still hasn't changed his original intention.
Lin Shi chuckled. He was used to being disliked. He told Yan Xianjue the information he wanted to tell him: "Pharmacy major at the Medical University."
Yan Xianjue glanced at him with a look of surprise: "I thought you would choose clinical medicine."
But after thinking about it carefully, Yan Xianjue could somewhat understand Lin Shi's choice.
In the original plot, Lin Shi chose the clinic in order to kill Lin Rui.
Now Lin Rui is so angry with him that there is no point for Lin Shi to choose surgery.
Lin Shi was also surprised: "That was my thought a long time ago. It seems that you still understand me a little bit."
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes when he heard this.
Lin Shi said leisurely, "But your information is a bit outdated. I'm not interested in clinical practice now."
He pretended to rub the wrist that Yan Xianjue had removed: "I think I injured my hand back then. I always feel like I can't hold the scalpel anymore."
Yan Xianjue: “Huh.”
He just watched Lin Shi perform quietly.
Lin Shi sighed and said, "The clinical medical community is about to lose a genius like me. You are responsible."
Yan Xianjue: "You don't want your other hand either?"
He had been watching Yan Shan do experiments since he was a child. Although he didn't understand them, all those experiments using test tubes required steady hands.
If Lin Shi really couldn't do medical experiments because he had broken his wrist bones once,
That was his contribution to the medical community.
He saved the reputation of the medical community, which might have been dragged down by Lin Shi.
But unfortunately, it seems that Lin Shi is pretending.
Lin Shi politely declined Yan Xianjue's enthusiasm: "Forget it then."
"Although I don't really want to live, I don't like pain either."
He chuckled and said something he had never said to anyone before: "My pain nerves are very sensitive, several times that of a normal person."
"So I didn't resist, not because I didn't want to, but because my body wasn't up to it."
Yan Xianjue thought about his last semester in high school. The two rare times he attacked someone were both by the person in front of him.
He moved his lips. He didn't dare to think whether Lin Shi's sensitive pain nerves were innate or caused by acquired stimulation.
Lin Shi was much more relaxed than him: "I have a tutor who has taught me for several years. I have also been studying neurological drugs, but unfortunately, the only effect of the successful one so far is to drive people crazy."
The corners of Yan Xianjue's mouth twitched: "I thought you didn't need this kind of medicine, and many psychiatric drugs seem to be able to achieve this effect."
Lin Shi shrugged: "But you can give it to others, such as the one inside, if you need it."
"Thank you, but no thanks." He felt that no one in the Lin family needed this medicine. They were all naturally crazy, so why would they need this kind of acquired drug blessing?
At this moment, Lin Shi's assistant came over and reminded the two: "Boss Lin is awake."
He deliberately increased the weight of his steps as he approached, and Lin Shi and Yan Xianjue stopped their conversation in advance.
But Lin Shi sneered: "He woke up at the wrong time."
He made a gesture of invitation: "Young Master, don't you want to visit a patient? Please come in."
Yan Xianjue: “…”
Sometimes, he really thinks Lin Shi is more suitable to be an actor because he seems to have a lot of acting skills.
He nodded slightly to his assistant, took the bouquet from him, and walked towards Lin Lang's ward.
At the same time, he whispered, "Lin Shi, prepare a psychiatric evaluation report for yourself in advance."
Lin Shi pretended not to hear and walked into the ward half a step behind Yan Xianjue.
Having been reminded to this extent, it is up to Lin Shi whether to do it or not.
Yan Xianjue casually placed the flowers on the cabinet beside Lin Lang's bed.
"Mr. Lin, your driver's driving skills are not good." Yan Xianjue came up and turned the tables.
Lin Shi behind him and Lin Lang on the hospital bed both began to doubt their ears.
Lin Lang specifically asked someone to help him sit up because he didn't want to appear too weak in front of the Yan family.
What did he hear in the end?
The man who hit someone said that the man who was hit was not a good driver?
Lin Lang smiled coldly: "If this is the attitude of the Yan family, then there is no need for reconciliation."
He glanced at the flowers on the bedside, and the next words he was about to say were stuck in his throat.
Green peony, although called peony, is actually a kind of chrysanthemum, with a green color and yellow.
It is indeed beautiful, but it cannot hide the fact that it is a chrysanthemum.
What's more, the bouquet is surrounded by a circle of white chrysanthemums as a border and pine willows as embellishments.
Lin Lang thought again of the flower baskets that the Yan family sent when he was hospitalized last time.
Lin Lang gritted his teeth, having completely forgotten what he was about to say: "Yan Xianjue, did you do this on purpose?"
Yan Xianjue's mouth curled up: "How could that be?"
"Peony and chrysanthemum symbolize the perfection of life, white chrysanthemum represents purity, cedar is straightforward, and dragon willow attracts wealth and treasure."
Yan Xianjue asked him in return, "Mr. Lin, which one do you think has a bad meaning?"
Lin Shi put his fist to his mouth and forced himself to suppress his laughter.
No matter how much Yan Xianjue said, it could not cover up the fact that this was a set of four things for visiting graves.
Lin Lang leaned back on the bed. It was much more convenient to watch Lin Shi than to watch Yan Xianjue.
He threatened: "Lin Shi, Grandpa asked you to handle this matter, is this how you treat Young Master Yan?"
Lin Shi pushed Lin Lang's leg, which had just undergone surgery, to the side and sat down on his hospital bed.
Casually, "Oh, maybe it's because I'm not really here to work."
Lin Shi showed a bold and provocative smile: "I really hate Yan Xianjue, but I obviously don't like you, little uncle, either."
"So why should I break up a fight between you two?"
Yan Xianjue and Lin Lang were both convinced by him. What he said made so much sense that both of them believed it.
Yan Xianjue pulled out a bank card, placed it between the green peony flowers, and pushed it toward Lin Lang: "It's just a little nutrition fee. I advise Mr. Lin to stop while he's ahead."
He leaned back and crossed his legs. "My brother and I have different personalities. My brother likes to weigh the pros and cons when doing things, but I do things based on my own preferences."
He smiled at Lin Lang and said, "I don't care. I have nothing. But are you sure you want to fight me head-on?"
He pointed at Lin Shi and said, "If both sides suffer losses, Lin Shi is always ready to take the lead."
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