When Shen Qing got into the car, the middle-aged driver turned his head to look at her.
"Ms. Chen, do you still remember me? I asked you for an autograph before, when you weren't famous yet." The driver was so excited. What a fate it was to meet you a second time.
Shen Qing was slightly stunned, "I have some impression."
Along the way, the driver talked non-stop. He first scolded the flying pig, and then began to praise Shen Qing. Shen Qing didn't say much along the way, but it didn't prevent him from talking to himself.
"Ms. Shen, can you sign an autograph for me again?" the driver asked rather embarrassedly.
"Well, no problem." Shen Qing got out of the car, took the pen and paper from the window, and wrote his name on it.
The driver took it happily, but the flamboyant handwriting was still difficult to decipher.
"Ms. Shen, you have to write carefully during the exam so that you can get a good grade on the paper." The driver kindly reminded her. The whole network knew that Shen Qing was a poor student.
Personal ability is important, but academic qualifications are also a stepping stone.
"Okay, thank you." Shen Qing nodded politely, then turned and entered the airport.
The driver took out his phone and posted a message on WeChat Moments, signing it: What a coincidence! Second time seeing a celebrity in person!
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The plane landed, and with the kind guidance of the flight attendant, everyone got off the plane in an orderly manner.
The assistant sent by Mr. Qi came to pick him up early, and when the time came, he held up a sign with "Chen Qing" written on it.
The assistant had never seen Shen Qing before, and thought that this Miss Shen should be an older leftover woman in her thirties who had not found a partner yet, so her eyes kept scanning the older ladies.
“Let’s go.” As soon as Shen Qing came out, he quickly walked to the assistant.
"Where are you going?" The assistant glanced at Shen Qing, didn't take it to heart, and continued to look towards the exit.
“I’m Shen Qing.”
The assistant was stunned, looking at the tender girl in front of him, very surprised, "Are you Shen Qing?"
"How is Zhongyi?" Shen Qing glanced at him and walked out of the airport.
When the assistant heard Zhong Yi's name, he was sure that she was Shen Qing.
No one except the insiders knew that Zhong Yi came to the medical organization to study.
The assistant kept up with Shen Qing's pace and said as he walked: "There is no serious problem with his health."
The two returned to the medical team building. Old Qi was waiting at the gate. Seeing Shen Qing, he trotted over excitedly.
"Slow down, don't let your old bones fall apart." Shen Qing glanced at the old man with slightly gray hair and spoke expressionlessly.
"Hey——" Mr. Qi suddenly stopped, glared at Shen Qing, and then slowly walked towards her.
The assistant was watching in amazement. Mr. Qi was the one in charge of the medical team, yet he was completely controlled by this little girl.
"I'll take you to see Zhong Yi first." Old Qi asked Shen Qing for his opinion.
"Um."
Hearing the response, Qi Lao walked in front and took Shen Qing upstairs in the special elevator.
The floor was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant. As soon as he got out of the elevator, Shen Qing frowned badly.
Mr. Qi smiled and opened a door.
"Old Man Qi...Sister!" Zhong Yi's eyes lit up when he saw the girl behind Old Man Qi. He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.
"Don't move." Shen Qing frowned and glanced over.
"Oh." Zhong Yi responded softly, covered himself with the quilt very obediently, and sat on the bed.
Old Qi glanced at Zhong Yi's vexed expression and sneered, "Look how excited you are! Isn't this old man good to you?"
Zhong Yi ignored what Qi Lao said, lifted a corner of the quilt, and patted the bed, "Sister, you sit here and let the old man sit on the bench."
Old Man Qi: ...
Shen Qing walked over slowly, then sat on the stool next to him and glanced at Zhong Yi with an expressionless face.
The boy's complexion was not very good, and his lips were pale, but his facial features were clearer than when he left Fancheng. He had lost his childishness and his skin had become much whiter. If he were in school, he could be the school idol.
"Sister? What's wrong?" Zhong Yi felt uncomfortable being looked at. When he was a child, Shen Qing would look at him like this every time before he was beaten.
Shen Qing retracted his gaze, pursed his lips, and tapped his right index finger lightly on his knee, and Zhong Yi's heart trembled.
"Why did I send you here?"
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