Chapter 390 Formaldehyde



Zhou Mo was a little embarrassed and tucked her flowing hair behind her ears. "You know, there's no salary for a PhD, so I make some extra money."

"So, what do you do to earn extra money?"

"Uh... sell something."

Cheng Yuan was curious, "What is it that's so mysterious?"

Zhou Mo unconsciously clutched the canvas bag tightly. "You are still young and don't understand. I will tell you when you are older."

Cheng Yuan: "I'm not much younger than you."

Zhou Mo: "You are not younger than me, so you are not married yet. Let's talk about it after you get married."

Cheng Yuan seemed to hear another meaning in Zhou Mo's words, "So, Senior Sister, you are married?"

There are not many students in the college, but gossip spreads quickly. Cheng Yuan has never heard that Zhou Mo is married, only that she has a boyfriend.

Seeing Cheng Yuan's inquiring eyes, Zhou Mo waved his hand, "Stop, stop guessing, it's not that."

"Huh? No?" Cheng Yuan was shocked.

Zhou Mo sighed, "Let's not talk about it. I did get married, but not to that person. It was my first love."

Cheng Yuan: “?”

Zhou Mo didn't want to talk about his own affairs anymore. He looked at Cheng Yuan's apron and asked, "Do you live here?"

Cheng Yuan nodded.

Zhou Mo: "This is the family quarters of the First Hospital of East China University."

Cheng Yuan: "I rented a house here."

Zhou Mo vaguely recalled, "Just now the security guard said, 'Wait for Doctor Lu.' Who is Doctor Lu? Your boyfriend?"

"..." Cheng Yuan didn't know how to answer, and she couldn't tell the whole story of her and Lu Tingchuan from beginning to end, so she just nodded slightly to deal with it.

Zhou Mo looked at Cheng Yuan with a strange look, "Don't tell me he's also a doctor at the First Hospital of Dongda University."

"This is the residential area of ​​the First Hospital of Dongda University, what do you think?" Cheng Yuan smiled with interest. "But, what do you mean by 'also'?"

Zhou Mo immediately distanced himself from Cheng Yuan, "Stay away from me. I'm having PTSD towards the people from the First Hospital of East China University."

"Um?"

Zhou Mo took a few steps back in panic, "Let's talk next time, I'm leaving first."

She retreated from the small path to the main road, and hurriedly left along the route into the community.

Cheng Yuan looked confused.

Zhou Mo left Century Garden in a hurry.

She was frightened by Du Moyu and Han Yu, who showed Zhou Mo the enthusiasm of the First Hospital of Dongda University.

Cheng Yuan is also in the First Hospital of Dongda University now. Zhou Mo is really afraid that if she finds out about the sale of goods, the situation will be out of control.

She just got in the car.

Han Chen sent a message: Are you in Century Garden?

Zhou Mo's heart skipped a beat: How do you know?

Han Chen: I went downstairs to throw away the trash and saw you and Cheng Yuan.

Zhou Mo: ...

Han Chen: Didn’t the security guard at the door stop you?

Zhou Mo: Stopped.

Han Chen: The property management has recently changed a group of people and the security has become stricter. Please let me know before you come.

Zhou Mo was very unconfident and replied: Oh.

Han Chen: The house in Yuanshangju has been cleaned up. My mother will go to check the completion status tomorrow.

Zhou Mo: Tomorrow is Saturday, so I can go over there too. I can ask my classmates to help measure the formaldehyde concentration.

Han Chen: Yes, thank you.

Zhou Mo looked at the words "thank you" and felt uncomfortable.

The more I look at it, the more alienated it becomes.

She was a little confused. Was Han Chen teasing her on purpose?

Thinking about it carefully, Zhou Mo felt that she and Han Chen had not quarreled or had any disagreement. What she said yesterday was very clear. Han Chen should not have had so many thoughts. He just wanted to say thank you. She was overthinking it.

Zhou Mo contacted his classmates again and asked about the indoor environment sampling tomorrow.

The School of Health Management has a teaching and research department called Environmental Health and Occupational Health. One of her classmates is studying for a doctorate there, mainly doing indoor environmental health monitoring.

He had previously asked Zhou Mo if his house had been newly renovated. He had instruments that could take samples of the environment and measure the concentrations of formaldehyde dioxide, sulfur dioxide, nitrogen dioxide, etc. He could also collect data along the way.

After Zhou Mo contacted him, he agreed readily.

The next day.

Live in the garden.

Zhou Mo sat with Liang Xinyu in his home for a while.

Fang Shuo came hurriedly.

The key to the opposite door is with Fang Shuo, so we have to wait for him.

"I need you to come over on Saturday, thank you for the trouble," Liang Xinyun said.

"It's no trouble, Aunt Liang," Fang Shuo said as he opened the door. "Where's Doctor Han? Why didn't he come today?"

"I'm at the outpatient clinic."

"Thank you for your hard work on the weekend," Fang Shuo said, opening the door. "Take a look. Is there anything you're not satisfied with? I'll have someone fix it."

Liang Xinyun and Zhou Mo entered the room.

The layout of the house is still the same as before, but the style has changed a lot, becoming much more fashionable and simple.

The previous house was old-fashioned in style. Although the decoration, furniture and appliances were not cheap, it had a plastic feel of a nouveau riche.

After Liang Xinyun bought the house, she moved in directly. The previous decorations were left by the previous owner.

"It looks much better than before," Liang Xinyun said, standing in the living room, looking around the orange-gray house. "I remember the previous owner's son was your classmate, right?"

"Yeah." Zhou Mo said.

"He was your and Han Chen's high school classmate, and he had a good relationship with Han Chen." Liang Xinyun asked again: "How is that young man now? Is he still in Dongjiang?"

Zhou Mo shook his head. "I don't know. We haven't been in touch for a long time."

Liang Xinyun: "Don't you have QQ? I remember you all loved adding each other on QQ back then."

Zhou Mo: "I don't know if my account was hacked. After graduation, he deleted me as a friend."

Liang Xinyun: "Is that so? I was thinking that if he were in Dongjiang, I'd ask Han Chen to get in touch with him more often. Han Chen didn't have many friends since he was a child, and it's rare that he makes the few friends he does in Dongjiang."

Zhou Mo: "I'll ask Han Chen if he has any other friends."

As a native of Dongjiang, Zhou Mo should have the advantage of being a local, as he should have more or less connections with his classmates in Dongjiang.

But Zhou Mo is not the kind of person who likes to take charge, nor is she the type who is liked in social situations. On the contrary, she is the passive party in social situations.

The people she can get along with are basically those around her who are close to her, such as neighbors like Han Chen, fellow disciples like Zhao Xiaoshuang, or Shen Pan who has shared joys and sorrows with her.

As for his high school classmates... to be honest, Zhou Mo couldn't even remember the names of many of them.

When we were in high school, all we did was study. Our interactions only existed at school. After leaving school, there was nothing memorable, and it was difficult to form deep friendships.

Especially for someone like Zhou Mo who is not good at actively interacting with others, her high school classmates are at most strangers who she knows only by name.

Liang Xinyun sighed, "Times have really changed. Even though we haven't kept in touch with our former classmates, whenever we see each other, we're still as welcoming as old friends. Our former class leader would search far and wide for our classmates and always organize get-togethers. When I was in college, we even had dances. After class every day, we'd go dancing. I learned my ballroom dancing at a dance."

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