"Nianhui, I heard that you also know Chinese medicine. The plaster you gave me before is very useful."
An old man with messy hair said with a smile.
He looked a little fat, and the white uniform seemed a little tight on him.
Although this is the largest size work uniform, it still can't hide the man's fat body.
"Teacher, if it's useful, I'll give you more. As for what I've learned, it's just the basics. It's great that I can help you." Zhao Nianhui put down the reagent she was studying halfway.
I took a special look at the middle-aged man's legs, and they did look better than yesterday.
The man in front of him, who looked very unimpressive, was the teacher who had taught Zhao Nianhui for half a year.
In fact, her mentor was only in his forties.
But he usually doesn't pay much attention to dressing and tidying up.
He often has an untidy beard and doesn't pay any attention to his personal image.
He speaks neither hurriedly nor slowly, and often has a smile on his face, giving people the impression that he is a kind old grandfather.
Of course, when talking about their first meeting, Zhao Nianhui still finds it outrageous to this day.
Who would have thought that a professional professor at a well-known university would actually faint from hunger on the way to class.
If Zhao Nianhui hadn't discovered it in time, he might have lay down on the road for a while.
Zhao Nianhui bought food and water in time to replenish his strength, and then went to a master's class.
When she sat down in the classroom, she realized that it was the person she had seen on the street before.
Suddenly, my heart was filled with distrust. This person really looked like a reliable person.
Later, I was conquered by his profound knowledge and his pursuit of perfection in experiments.
At that time, the tutor had been busy in the laboratory for a day and a night.
The next day, he worked non-stop to teach the students who were looking forward to his class.
"Ahem, let's not talk about the past." Hu Xian patted his clothes awkwardly.
He wanted to take Zhao Nianhui as his apprentice, but the other party was extremely reluctant at first.
Later, after the master and disciple spent a long time together, Zhao Nianhui changed her prejudice against him.
A professor doesn't necessarily have to wear a white coat and look aloof and unapproachable.
He is just a little more approachable, and sometimes a little confused.
It’s still very reliable at other times, Hu Xian thought to himself.
"Teacher, you added too much reagent." Zhao Nianhui exclaimed.
The next second, with a bang, their reagents were smashed to pieces on the ground.
Zhao Nianhui stood up from the ground, staring at the debris all over her head.
They were studying an extremely unstable substance.
I didn't expect it to cause such a big explosion.
"Teacher, teacher, are you okay?"
A human figure with a black face stood up from the ground.
"Hehe, it's okay, not at all." Hu Xian said stubbornly.
When I turned around, I saw that his clothes had been affected by the explosion.
Fortunately, there were no obvious external injuries on both of them.
"Teacher, I really don't understand how you can..."
While eating, we mentioned what happened in the morning.
Zhao Nianhui's questioning instead made Hu Xian put on airs.
"Hey, you don't understand this. You know I have a good friend who studies medicine and has helped me a lot." Hu Xian seemed to be showing off.
So that's how it is. Zhao Nianhui understood instantly.
The teacher is lucky, not because he is lucky, but because he has a strong backer behind him.
By the way, Hu Xian had said before that he would take her to visit someone.
Faced with Zhao Nianhui's suspicious look, Hu Xian had no intention of hiding it.
He told her directly and frankly that the person he was going to take her to see was that good friend.
In fact, he discovered the ointment on Hu Xian's leg.
That's why I'm very curious about Zhao Nianhui. There are not many young people who are interested in traditional Chinese medicine.
There are very few people who are not only interested but also talented in this area.
"Ah, that's true. I guessed it right."
"Well, you little girl, you are trying to get the teacher's help again."
Both for his help to Hu Xian over the years and for his high praise for her.
Zhao Nianhui felt that she should go and meet someone.
During a free weekend.
The two, one big and one small, came to visit Hu Xian's close friend.
They did not bring any gifts.
Zhao Nianhui wanted to buy it, but was stopped by Hu Xian in the end.
"You don't need these when you go to that old guy. He won't be happy and will be angry."
From Hu Xian's words, we can tell that he is a person with a somewhat strange temper.
But wait until we actually meet.
Zhao Nianhui then realized that this person's image was completely different from what she had imagined.
When the door opened, the first thing I saw was a fat, furry cat.
The little guy saw the opportunity and prepared to sneak out.
Maybe it's because I often get stuck at home and I stretch my legs out of habit.
Then he picked up the kitten and put it into the house.
A person ran out in a panic, "Thank you, thank you, luckily Yuanyuan didn't run away."
This white cat has a chubby nose, round eyes, and even its head is like a round apple.
No wonder it has such a fitting name, Yuanyuan, it really suits it.
"Old man, the cat has gained a lot of weight." Hu Xian sat on the sofa carelessly.
They felt as if the people opposite them were the guests and they were the masters here.
The man opposite had gray hair on his temples, wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and had obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and on his forehead.
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