Su Wenya looked at them and said, "Oh, Jiaojiao fainted and was later picked up by her boyfriend. I saw it."
But seeing Zhao Jiaojiao being criticized, she looked dejected, like an eggplant hit by frost. She didn't have the nerve to go up to her and see Jiaojiao like that.
"She was picked up by her boyfriend?"
And someone said it.
Comrade Ling, who was so gentle to Jiaojiao, had a sullen face. It was obvious that he was really angry.
"Will your beloved one hit her?"
Wei Xiangqin shook her head. "No, at most I'll just tell her once, and then I'll keep an eye on her every day to see who's bringing me food."
"Well, Comrade Ling is really good to Jiaojiao."
"I can't bear to hit her."
Several people discussed this matter.
Professor Wen had been waiting for Zhao Jiaojiao to come to his office, but no one showed up.
Where did this little girl go?
Back to the dormitory?
Or go directly to her new house.
Zhao Xinming returned home and lay motionless on the bed.
Dr. Ren was surprised to see his son looking tired when he came home from get off work.
"Xiao Ming, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Xinming shook his head and forced a smile, "I'm fine."
It was obvious that he knew her first, for more than two years, almost three years, and he had been paying attention to her since the day he first knew her name.
"Xiao Ming, the girl you like rejected your confession?" Doctor Ren is also an experienced person. She knows that her son is heartbroken. She and the child's father were in a free love relationship back then.
Zhao Xinming was stunned for a moment, then sat up and said, "Mom, I knew her first."
who is she?
"Is it Jiaojiao?" Doctor Ren asked tentatively, considering that his son had often mentioned Jiaojiao in the past two years.
She sighed, "Relationships are about coming first and then talking later. You had a crush on her in the first place, so you shouldn't have kept dragging it out. If you had expressed your feelings earlier, maybe you two would be together now."
Instead of regretting it too late and leaving regrets.
Zhao Xinming regretted it, but Zhao Jiaojiao already had a partner, and he couldn't snatch her away. He couldn't do such a morally unethical thing.
But he still couldn't bear to watch the girl he liked find a boyfriend.
"Well, if you missed it, you missed it. Maybe she is not your destiny?"
Doctor Ren patted Zhao Xinming's shoulder and said, "Cheer up. Mom will go cook."
Second courtyard.
"Brother Ling, A Rui, Rui Rui, I want to drink this medicine, it looks so bitter."
Ling Yunrui listened to her pleasant voice, looked down at the medicine in the medicine jar, and could smell the bitter taste.
"Yes, start drinking it today, and drink it after dinner. I've prescribed a week's supply of medicine for you today." Some of the ingredients in this medicine are not cheap.
Ling Yunrui suddenly thought of something. He coughed lightly, his face flushed slightly as he said, "Your period will come in a couple of days, so you can continue to take this medicine."
When Zhao Jiaojiao heard the word "menstruation", she looked at Ling Yunrui first. Seeing that his ears and cheeks were a little red, she suddenly laughed. In this era, these two words were still relatively subtle.
She immediately thought of what he said, that she couldn't escape the fate of taking medicine even during her period.
One month.
Just let her go?
Can't hold on.
Ling Yunshan was looking towards the kitchen and could vaguely hear sounds.
[Sister, Sister Jiaojiao wants to take medicine? ]
Ling Yunhui nodded, "Well, your sister Jiaojiao didn't take good care of herself, so the doctor prescribed her some medicine."
If something like today happens a few more times, she will be scared.
What's more, Xiaorui was really scared today.
The last time Jiaojiao fainted from heatstroke, Xiaorui didn't have the status to visit her. Although he was busy with the autumn harvest, Xiaorui was still sitting in the yard looking towards the town. If it wasn't for the busy farming season, I'm afraid Xiaorui would have gone to the county town to visit Jiaojiao.
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