In the blink of an eye, the calendar turned to early September.
Lu Qingyang stood at the construction site in the eastern suburbs that had already taken shape.
The foundation of the factory building has been laid, and the thick steel frame has risen from the ground.
Sun Xiangqian, wearing a safety helmet, was carefully counting and checking the neatly stacked building materials with a razor, without missing a single detail.
In the distance, the area belonging to the future laboratory has been leveled, waiting for more detailed construction.
Looking at the bustling and gradually taking shape scene in front of him, Lu Qingyang felt both relieved and a little urgent.
I silently calculated the time: it was September 10th. Only five days until September 15th.
He took a deep breath and walked towards the quiet compartment next to the construction site—Lao Bao’s temporary studio and medicinal material sorting room.
Old Bao was hunched over his desk, wearing reading glasses, staring at a few yellowed medical books and a pile of medicinal samples. His brows were furrowed, and he would sometimes weigh with a scale, and sometimes pick up a pen to write something on paper, muttering to himself.
The table was filled with the familiar aroma of medicinal herbs.
"Old Bao." Lu Qingyang called softly.
Hearing the sound, Lao Bao raised his head, rubbed his sore eyes, and his face showed the concentration of a researcher:
"Qingyang, you've come just in time! I was just thinking about the dosage and preparation of the frankincense in your blood-activating and blood-stasis-regulating patch. Roasting it with vinegar seems to be more effective than directly powdering it..."
Lu Qingyang interrupted, "Old Bao, thank you for your hard work on the prescription. It's urgent at this moment. I... I came to tell you something."
Lao Bao put down the scales in his hand and looked at Lu Qingyang's slightly serious expression, a little confused: "What's wrong? What happened? Is it Kong Laoliu's side..."
"It's about Kong Laoliu." Lu Qingyang shook his head, organized his words, and tried to speak calmly, "Yes... I have to leave Suicheng for a while and go back to the capital."
Old Bao suddenly understood and showed an understanding smile on his face:
"Going back to the capital? Oh, yes! Miss Shen has started school, right? Of course, of course. I'm here, don't worry! I have a plan for the prescription, and I'll keep an eye on the construction site often..."
Lu Qingyang interrupted again, his voice was loud, but it made Lao Bao's next words stuck in his throat: "It's just because Shen Mo has started school, I... I have to go back to school too."
"Ah?" Lao Bao didn't react at once, and his gray eyebrows were twisted together.
"Going to school? You...you're managing a textile factory and also running this pharmaceutical factory? What's the point of going to school?"
Lu Qingyang scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "This matter... is my fault. I was so busy that I forgot to tell you that I took the college entrance examination this year."
"College entrance exam? You...you're taking the college entrance exam?"
"Yeah." Lu Qingyang nodded, his tone still calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary, "I passed the exam."
Lao Bao suddenly stood up from his chair, causing the chair legs to rub against the ground and make a "squeaking" sound.
"You... you passed? You... which university did you get into?"
Lu Qingyang tried to speak in the calmest tone possible: "It's... Jingcheng University."
"King...Kingcheng University? You...you you you..."
Lao Bao pointed at Lu Qingyang, his fingers trembling slightly, with a word stuck in his chest.
"Did I hear correctly? Is this really Jingcheng University?"
Lu Qingyang was a little amused by Lao Bao's overly intense reaction, and quickly supported Lao Bao, who was shaking with excitement.
"Don't get excited. Sit down and talk. Sit down and talk."
"My dear son, Lu Qingyang, you're really good at hiding it. Such a big thing, such a happy occasion, and you... you didn't even say a word? And you're still here with us, working on the construction site and making prescriptions with a gloomy face?
Oh my god, Jingcheng University! My ancestors were so lucky to get in, and you… you actually got in? And you act like nothing happened?
Old Bao was so excited that he was incoherent. He suddenly stood up again, "Great, great, that's great, Qingyang! I've lived for most of my life, but I never thought I would be able to see a college student from Beijing University next to me, and someone I would follow to build a career. This... this is really... really..."
She was so excited that she could only find the right words and patted Lu Qingyang's shoulder hard.
"You're exaggerating. I was just lucky enough to pass the exam. From now on, we'll still rely on your skills to manage our pharmaceutical factory."
"Don't worry! Don't worry!" Old Bao was full of enthusiasm at this moment, patting his chest.
"Just focus on your studies. I'm here with you, an old man like you. I'll take care of the prescription."
"Okay, then I'll leave this to you!" Lu Qingyang solemnly shook Lao Bao's hand.
"Go ahead, study hard and bring honor to us." Lao Bao shook hands vigorously, his eyes full of expectation and pride.
After giving the instructions, Lu Qingyang left the construction site and left Suicheng.
On September 10th, 놛 boarded a train heading north.
When the train finally arrived at Beijing Station, the familiar northern autumn air with a hint of coolness blew over me.
After a month's absence, the capital city seemed to have not changed much, with gray walls and green tiles, and a constant stream of bicycles.
But Lu Qingyang knew that for 놛, a brand new stage was about to begin.
Back in the capital, Shitou and Yu'er seemed to have grown up a little, and they started babbling when they saw me.
As soon as he came back, he first expressed his gratitude to Fang Zhongwen and Panyun: "Mom and Dad, you guys are so kind and sent all the money to me. That's also your retirement money, right?"
"It's okay. What's the point of retirement? Your mom and I aren't retired yet. We're still getting paid. We can still make money, but if you miss an opportunity, it's gone."
Lu Qingyang was very happy to have such considerate parents.
The next few days will be a short rest and important arrangements.
After Lu Qingyang and Shen Mo discussed it carefully, considering that their home was too far from Jingcheng University and the medical university where Shen Mo was studying, and the commute was convenient, and that there were elderly people and children at home who needed to be taken care of, they unanimously decided: either live on campus or go directly back home.
This decision was strongly supported by Fang Zhongwen and 굜 Panyun. Having two more young people in the family would only make it more lively and lively.
Shen Mo officially began her student career at the medical university.
Thick medical books, human anatomy atlases... these were the books Lu Qingyang had shown her...
It allowed her to quickly adapt to the busy and fast-paced life.
At the same time, Lu Qingyang also entered Jingcheng University.
This is a place where outstanding students from all over the country can enter, so it is more competitive and the atmosphere is more tense than other universities.
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