Yuan Qiang drove at breakneck speed, arriving at the medical university at 8:10 a.m.
Holding the ointment, he went to the school store and bought two cans of food and some candied fruit, which the girls loved to eat.
He rushed to Mao Xiangling's dormitory building and waited there.
To avoid drawing attention, he deliberately wore casual clothes that night.
But Yuan Qiang was tall and handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His short haircut made him look extremely energetic, unlike any other male student on campus.
The girls passing by couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.
Mao Xiangling went downstairs at the appointed time, still hoping that Yuan Qiang was joking with her, as it was not safe to run back and forth so late.
She walked out of the dormitory building and looked around.
"Xiangling, I'm here!"
Yuan Qiang stood under the tree, waving and shouting.
"Yuan Qiang, you actually came?"
"Hmm, is your hand feeling better?"
Mao Xiangling suppressed a laugh. "Didn't we just meet this afternoon? And you're already asking me if I'm feeling better this evening?"
"Yuan Qiang, you're really funny. We just met this afternoon, and we're already on good terms? I must be a god."
Yuan Qiang knew he was wrong; his mouth always failed him at crucial moments!
"No, I mean, does it still hurt?"
"I'm much better. I'm not that delicate. I'm a medical student, how could I not bear a little injury?"
Mao Xiangling spoke softly, her face flushed, which made Yuan Qiang feel very happy.
Jiang Ting noticed that Mao Xiangling kept looking at her watch. Finally, after going downstairs, Jiang Ting opened the window and looked outside.
The night was dark, and the faces of the people below could not be seen. Only Mao Xiangling could be seen talking to a boy.
"Hmph, shameless, going out to flirt with people late at night."
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