After the registration was over, the class held a class meeting, distributed books, organized courses, etc., a series of trivial matters that took up two classes.

Fortunately, there was nothing else to do, so we dispersed after we finished it.

"I say, where have you been for the entire summer? I couldn't even see your shadow." Mu Tingting held the book and prepared to put it back to the dormitory.

"It's okay. I'm going to go around and have a relaxing time in many years." Yang Lan'er smiled faintly, but she was not planning to go back to the dormitory. She had already forgotten about her three roommates.

The two talked for a while, and also mentioned Zhang Xiao's restaurant. After learning part of the current situation, Yang Lan'er suddenly realized that Bai Xin was unusually silent today: "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Mu Tingting pretended to understand and sighed, but did not speak to explain for Bai Xin.

"It's nothing actually. My grandfather was diagnosed with advanced cancer and has been hospitalized. He's not in a very good mood." Bai Xin was a little depressed.

"Advanced cancer? What kind of cancer?" Yang Lan'er frowned. Indeed, cancer is a terminal illness nowadays, let alone advanced stage?

"Stomach cancer." Bai Xin smiled reluctantly: "My grandfather had stomach problems when he was young, but I didn't expect..."

I didn’t expect that I would develop stomach cancer when I was old.

Yang Lan'er understood what Bai Xin had not said, and her heart moved. She opened her lips, but she didn't dare to say directly that she actually had a secret recipe. In this situation, no one would believe it!

Well, if it was before, she wouldn't have believed it. What is a terminal illness? How can a non-doctor just take a secret recipe and cure it? If so, all the experts who have done research on this in the world should cry.

Seeing Yang Lan'er's performance, Bai Xin thought that her friend was trying to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say, so she said, "It's okay, old man. Actually, we young people are prepared, but we didn't expect that grandpa would suffer like this."

Chemotherapy in the hospital is not pleasant, and it is even more of a burden on the elderly's body.

Because they had to rush to the hospital, Bai Xin soon parted ways with her two friends. Mu Tingting sighed for a while, looked at Yang Lan'er and said, "Lan'er, let's find some time to visit Bai Xin's grandfather..."

Yang Lan'er chuckled: "Well, actually, that's what I was going to say."

For Yang Lan'er, cancer is not without a solution. The most important thing is the patient's cooperation and trust.

No matter what, it is necessary to go and see with your own eyes the condition of Bai Xin’s grandfather.

After waving goodbye to Mu Tingting, Yang Lan'er thought for a while, found a quiet teahouse, ordered a cup of chrysanthemum tea, then took out her notebook and started searching.

Now that she has some extra money, Yang Lan'er wants to buy a house. Living in her own home is definitely more comfortable than renting one.

Speaking of money, Yang Lan'er also thought of the 10,000 yuan that Mu Feng had borrowed, and couldn't help but complain in her heart, where would it be returned soon? If it were the original owner, wouldn't he not even be able to pay the tuition today?

Yang Lan'er was not thinking about the ten thousand yuan, but felt that Mu Feng's behavior once again made her see clearly that this man was completely untrustworthy and he seemed to have never considered the original owner.

After searching for several ready-to-move-in properties, Yang Lan'er compared them, selected three, and immediately drove to the site to check them out.

Yang Lan'er plans to choose a fully furnished house that she can move into today. It doesn't matter how far the community is from the school. Courses are not that important to her anyway, and the final exam will not be difficult for her, so it's natural that she will not feel disappointed.

Just as Yang Lan'er was thinking about the final exam, she had just gotten in the car when she unexpectedly received a call from the class monitor Qiu Rui.

"Yang Lan'er, you ranked first in your grade last semester. The school scholarship, the college Dong scholarship, the department scholarship, and so on add up to a total of 15,000 yuan. I have collected them all for you. Remember to ask me for them tomorrow." Qiu Rui said in a good mood. There was only one special prize in the grade in the class, so she was naturally honored.

"Huh, so much?" Yang Lan'er was surprised. The original owner only won the second prize in the department in the first semester, and the prize money was only 1,500 yuan. Now it has increased ten times? The special prize is unique and the level is much higher. Why does she need to work part-time? The tuition and miscellaneous fees for a year add up to more than 7,000 yuan. Add up the two semesters, you can make a lot of money, right? "Hehe, the first place in the grade, many kinds of scholarships, only the special prize can have." Qiu Rui explained gently.

"Well, class monitor, how much will it cost to treat the whole class to a meal? Is this scholarship enough?" Last semester, meals were free. Yang Lan'er felt that there should be give and take. Even if there was no scholarship, she was planning to treat the whole class someday so that everyone could strengthen their relationship.

The unexpected scholarship was just right for spending.

"How can you afford so much?" Qiu Rui was surprised. "You want to use this money to treat the whole class to a meal?"

"Yes, I was taken care of a lot by everyone last semester, and this is what I deserve." Yang Lan'er smiled and said, "But, as for where to eat, I'll have to trouble the class monitor. I don't understand this, so the class monitor will arrange the time and place."

"You are so lazy!" Qiu Rui couldn't help but spit, and asked with reassurance: "Do you really want to treat me?"

"Of course, choose a good place. If it's not enough, the monitor should tell you directly!" Yang Lan'er suddenly felt that these classmates cared about her more than Mu Feng.

At least, the class monitor informed her as soon as she received the scholarship, worried that she would not have enough money to live on after paying the tuition.

"It's definitely not going to run out." Qiu Rui has been in charge of this area for a long time and is very familiar with the market situation.

"Refund more and supplement less..." Yang Lan'er had no awareness of being a hands-off boss at all.

Seeing Qiu Rui happily making arrangements, Yang Lan'er looked at her phone and smiled. This squad leader was really responsible and he enjoyed his work very much.

According to the plan, Yang Lan'er went to three real estate projects to look at them. She was mentally prepared, but she was very surprised. Why was it so easy for the original male protagonist to meet the best? It seemed that every time he bought a car or a house, he would always be ignored and despised. Then the original male protagonist would become arrogant and trample all the best people under his feet.

Now it seems that the best in the world are all trying to be the protagonist! After visiting three real estate projects, Yang Lan'er felt that the sales lady was unusually enthusiastic? She was not dressed particularly high-end, and she did not look like someone who could afford to sell a house. Moreover, after she asked to see the house, she was still not sure whether she wanted it or not, but she was still sincere and smiling.

Although the traces of professionalism are obvious, where is the disregard? Where is the contempt? Just say, the industry competition is so fierce, and the sales lady’s bonus is linked to performance. How stupid must one be to despise customers? Most importantly, this always happens to the original male protagonist, which is too much.