Despite the taxi driver's disgust, Wang Zhenjun pulled the wet Chen Zihan out of the car.
After getting off the car, Chen Zihan stood at the school gate, squinting his eyes at the familiar yet unfamiliar school gate, the blade-shaped Building 3, and then at the black boy who kept complaining about him.
Now he is no longer the director of the Department of Oncology, chief physician, and master's supervisor of the First Affiliated Hospital, a man whose time is running out; and the black boy Wang Zhenjun is no longer the head of a pharmaceutical company. Both of them are 19 years old and are newly enrolled medical students at the Zhijiang University School of Medicine.
The feeling of starting over is really wonderful!
"I'm starting my life over again. If I become a stupid doctor again, I'll be struck by lightning."
As soon as the thought came to mind, a loud thunder was heard above my head.
"Damn it, am I going to continue being a doctor for the rest of my life?"
A terrible flash of lightning struck near them. After the dull thunder, the little girl's screams could be heard.
"Hurry up, it's going to rain!" Wang Zhenjun pulled Chen Zihan and ran without saying a word.
The school had just started and the military training for the freshmen had not yet ended. Boys and girls with green military training uniforms and green faces could be seen everywhere in the school.
The thunderstorm is about to come, so everyone quickens their pace and runs.
Girls look very attractive when they run, and Chen Zi Han couldn't help but take a few more glances at them.
Life on a university campus is really something to be desired, with so many girls around.
After entering university, they have matured or are about to mature, and they gradually shed their youthfulness and reveal the purest beauty in their lives.
Feeling the youthful atmosphere blowing towards him, Chen Zihan couldn't help but sigh - it's great to be young!
Which middle-aged man doesn’t want to go back to his youth?
Now that you are back, you should cherish everything.
However, the memories of twenty years ago have long been blurred.
Except for Wang Zhenjun, Chen Zihan didn't recognize any of the people he passed by.
As the two of them ran back to dormitory 305 where they lived, panting, heavy rain began to fall from the sky.
The other four students in the dormitory were playing cards.
Young people have great physical strength. They are exhausted after military training during the day, but they become full of energy as soon as they return to the dormitory.
In 2001, mobile phones were not yet popular and computers were even rarer. Playing cards was one of the favorite entertainment activities for college students.
Especially freshmen.
"You two went out drinking, but how come you're all soaked?" Yang Xiaodong from Yanjing flipped a card and looked at Chen Zihan and Wang Zhenjun in surprise. "You're taking a beer bath?"
His face full of pimples gleamed in the light.
"Didn't you see it was raining?" Wang Zhenjun replied angrily. "You didn't even hear the thunder?"
Yang Xiaodong pulled off the headphones of his Walkman and pulled open the tightly closed curtains, looking a little surprised: "Hey, it really is raining, why didn't I notice it?"
"No one is dumber than you!" Another roommate named Cheng Jianhui immediately teased him, "You can't even hear thunder!"
"Get out! If you keep pushing me, I'll beat you up!"
"Who's afraid of who?" Cheng Jianhui put down his cards and stood up proudly. "I've always disliked you for wearing headphones to listen to music while playing cards."
As a result, the cards on the table were immediately turned over by Yang Xiaodong and thrown onto the table.
Cheng Jianhui got annoyed and reached out to grab Yang Xiaodong's cards.
So the scene became a mess.
Chen Zihan looked at the people playing and frolicking carefully for a while, matched the names in his memory with their appearances one by one, and then laughed.
"May you travel for half your life and still be a young man when you return." My heart is full of happiness.
Wang Zhenjun and Chen Zihan are both from Zhijiang Province, and come from the famous Wushang City, the world's largest small commodity distribution center.
There were four other people in the dormitory, two from the north and the other two were from Qiantang.
Although they had many unpleasant experiences during their seven years in college, they generally got along well.
After greeting everyone one by one, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.
In the bathroom, Chen Zihan stared at himself in the mirror.
A young and handsome face, two traces of black hair deliberately left around his mouth, strong chest muscles, and a flat abdomen.
I looked down and felt a sense of pride.
"Don't let your youth go to waste. Nothing can be wasted."
Life is short, so enjoy it while you can. Although it sounds decadent, for Chen Zihan, this is the true meaning of life.
Don't leave regrets until you die!
After taking a quick shower and shaving off the black hair at the corners of his mouth, Chen Zihan asked Wang Zhenjun, who was watching them play cards after changing his clothes, to go out for a walk.
"The rain has stopped, let's go out for a walk."
"Okay!" Wang Zhenjun sighed.
Who told him to be Chen Zihan’s best friend?
He rarely refused Chen Zihan's orders.
When Chen Zihan asked them to apply to Zhijiang Medical University together, Wang Zhenjun agreed without hesitation.
As a result, the two had only one point difference in their college entrance examination scores, and were both admitted to Zhijiang University Medical School and assigned to the same class.
The School of Medicine of Zhijiang University is the former Zhijiang Medical University. In 1998, it merged with Zhijiang University, Qiantang University and Zhijiang Agricultural University to form the new Zhijiang University.
The new Zhijiang University's comprehensive strength ranking is almost among the top five in the country, but many people still like to refer to the merged medical school as Zhijiang Medical University.
After the two of them walked out of the dormitory building, Wang Zhenjun asked Chen Zihan, "Where are you going?"
"I'm hungry, let's go have a midnight snack!" There are too many things to ask Wang Zhenjun. After all, twenty years have passed and his memory is fuzzy.
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