Huo Lin hadn't forgotten that his brother, who was searching for answers in his own world, was an expert at treating those who couldn't stand up and couldn't live independently. He wished he were here.
Since I have a way to get here, will they come with me?
Huo Lin thought it was possible more and more, so he started to have people keep an eye on Lin Qingyan, or perhaps a medical expert who could treat people who couldn't live independently.
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Fu Xi was in such a good mood when she came home for the first time. She couldn't help but talk to her mother more during the meal. It was a rare occasion for the mother and daughter to have a proper conversation, and they were both so happy.
Fu Xi keenly noticed that her mother was in a particularly good mood today. "Mom, how was your work today?"
"You know what, I had the best luck today. The last person who got promoted had to go home to take care of his child and couldn't manage much, but I suddenly got promoted."
As Mrs. Fu spoke, the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile; this was probably the happiest thing for her this year.
I've never been a lucky person, but today it's like I've struck gold. After climbing to this position, not only is my salary much higher, but my job is also much easier.
Moreover, as long as you work hard, there's a high chance you'll get promoted.
"Oh, congratulations!" Fu Xi was also very happy that her mother had been promoted. If her mother was in a good mood, she would get scolded less and wouldn't be disliked by her mother all the time.
I've mastered all the lessons I missed today, and I can even understand the lessons in class. It feels like all the good things have come together today.
These good things started happening the day Wen Xiyang appeared; he's like a lucky star.
Fu Xi ate her food with her head down. After finishing her meal, she pushed open the door to her room, turned on her computer which she hadn't used in a long time, and logged into her account.
Suddenly, a flood of inspirations came to her mind, and she wrote quickly, more inspired than ever before.
The monotony of daily life almost made her forget that beauty existed in the world, and she couldn't even write stories anymore. But today, she picked up her pen again.
After finishing writing, he realized that he had written the wrong story. The events of today had been exaggerated and modified, and the male protagonist was based on Wen Xiyang himself!
The female lead was based on herself, and upon realizing this, Fu Xi couldn't help but blush.
How could she have such thoughts! Teacher Wen is so kind, and she teaches her so many subjects.
"Fu Xi, don't play on the computer for too long. Get some rest. You have class tomorrow." Fu's mother came out of the kitchen and saw that her room was still lit.
I couldn't help but walk over, open the door and tell her what to do, afraid that she would play for too long.
"Okay." Fu Xi nodded in agreement. Normally, her mother would have scolded her for playing on the computer, but not today.
Thinking of this, Fu Xi instantly felt much better.
I slept very soundly that night.
When Fu Xi woke up the next day, she was still the first one to arrive at the classroom. She thought she would be the only one in the classroom today, but she didn't expect to see Teacher Wen on the podium when she walked into the classroom.
"Hello, teacher."
“Fu Xi, I’m only three years older than you. When we’re not in class, you can just call me Xi Yang. Calling me teacher makes me sound old.” Wen Xi Yang didn’t even look up from his book, but he could tell exactly who had come in.
His tone of voice remained gentle; you could listen to that voice for a lifetime and never get tired of it.
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