In the afternoon, Su Xiaoling had a public class at Qingcheng Medical University.

She prepared classes according to the habit of Qingcheng Medical University students, and started classes on time at 2 p.m.

As the best doctor in Qingcheng Cardiac Surgery, Su Xiaoning has absolute confidence that this class can be taught very well.

But in the afternoon class, she met a vexatious female student.

"Teacher. ”

In the student question session, the female student stood up and looked at Su Xiaoning, "Are all heart diseases treatable?"

Su Xiaoning nodded, "Theoretically speaking, if the heart is not riddled with holes, then our modern medical methods can be treated." ”

The female student squinted at Su Xiaoning, "But, if a heart is originally bad, will this heart become better under your skill?"

Su Xiaoning immediately reacted that the "heart" in the mouth of the female student and the "heart" she talked about in class were not the same concept.

But she still smiled and smiled, "A person's heart can't be bad from the beginning, as the saying goes, hateful people must have pity, maybe they have been traumatized." ”

"But I think that since I think this person's heart is bad, it is better to stay away. ”

The female student wanted to say something, but the classmates on the side had already held her down, "Xu Qian, you don't have to make trouble! The teacher is giving a good theoretical lesson!"

The girl named Xu Qian glanced at Su Xiaoning with some grievances and didn't speak again.

After this little episode, the rest of the class went well.

At the end of the class, there was a huge applause in the lecture hall, "Thank you, Mr. Su!"

Su Xiaoning smiled and nodded at everyone, and just as she was about to leave, a courier appeared at the door.

The courier was holding a large bouquet of red roses in his arms.

There was a burst of exclamations in the classroom.

"What a big bouquet of roses!"

"Wow, who is this flower for?"

"It's romantic!"

Su Xiaoning smiled and made way for the courier, "Whose boyfriend sent the flowers?"

Love on college campuses has always been brilliant and beautiful, and it is not uncommon for Su Xiaoning to send flowers in front of the whole class at the end of class.

Sometimes she also sighed, when she was in college, why couldn't she think about it and didn't talk about a vigorous love?

"This bouquet of flowers is for Miss Su Xiaoning. ”

The courier glanced at the list in his hand and looked up at the classroom, "Who is Su Xiaoning?"

Su Xiaoning was stunned, send her?

"Behind you!"

As soon as they heard that the flower was for the teacher, the students in the classroom began to heckle, "It's the teacher behind you!"

The courier stuffed the large bouquet of roses into Su Xiaoning's arms, "Miss Su, this is a flower given to you by someone." ”

"He asked me to tell you that you are the brightest sunshine in his life, and his love for you has never stopped. ”

Su Xiaoning: "......"

She looked at the bouquet in her hand a little dazedly, which ...... Who sent it?

The first thing she thought of was Lin Zhexuan.

When she first came to the university as a lecturer, she was very apprehensive.

Not only did she prepare for class three days in advance, but she even asked Lin Zhexuan to be a student and listen to her lectures over and over again.

Later, in his first public class, Lin Zhexuan gave her a large bouquet of lily as encouragement.

Later, there were dozens of classes in a row, and in each class, Lin Zhexuan would remember the time to send her a bouquet of flowers, sometimes lilies, sometimes lavender.

There was never a time when it was a rose, let alone a bouquet of red roses that large.

Besides, since she and Lin Zhexuan said not to send it a year ago, he hasn't given her flowers for more than a year.

"Teacher, did your husband send it?"

A girl sitting in the first row looked at Su Xiaoning with a smile, "The teacher is so happy!"

Su Xiaoning laughed awkwardly twice.

Because she has two children, she is always asked about the children's father.

Later, she simply reached an agreement with Lin Zhexuan, and externally, she declared that she was married and Lin Zhexuan was her husband, which not only turned away those men who pursued her, but also saved herself from the trouble of telling others why she was a single mother every time.

So in the eyes of many people, Lin Zhexuan is her husband, and only a few people know that Lin Zhexuan is actually like a brother and sister to her.

"Cut. ”

The female classmate named Xu Qian, who got up to ask questions before, sneered, and said coldly in the voices of envy, jealousy and hatred for Su Xiaoning, "She is happy, what about the people who have been hurt by her?"

"Hypocrisy. ”

Although Xu Qian's voice was not loud, it was enough for everyone to hear.

So the classroom fell silent, and everyone's eyes focused on Xu Qian.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not wrong!"

She rolled her eyes and glanced at Su Xiaoning coldly, "Teacher, you should remember what you did yourself, right?"

Su Xiaoning frowned, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

Over the years, she has been conscientious and never feels like she has hurt anyone.

"Hehe, I don't remember so soon. ”

Xu Qian sneered, "You are really a hypocritical person. ”

With that, she got up from her seat and turned to leave.

The classmate next to her grabbed her, "Xu Qian, you make it clear!"

"Teacher Su, what's wrong with you, why do you want to slander Teacher Su like this?"

Xu Qian coldly shook off that person's hand, "What she has done, she knows best!"

After speaking, she walked slowly to the door of the classroom, and when she passed by Su Xiaoning's side, she sneered and took out something from her coat pocket.

Su Xiaoning only felt a cold light flash in front of her.

In the next second, a black shadow rushed over, and her whole person was blocked behind her.

With a "bang", the knife in Xu Qian's hand fell to the ground.

When the frightened Su Xiaoning saw the man's back, a hanging heart instantly quieted down.

"Why are you here?"

Mo Shenyu neatly controlled Xu Qian's hands and handed them to the campus security guards on the side, and smiled faintly, "The flowers I sent, of course, you have to secretly appreciate what kind of expression someone will have when they receive the flowers." ”

Su Xiaoning: "......"

How could she have forgotten that the large bouquet of red roses in her hand was similar to the bouquet he gave her in the hospital that day.

Xu Qian was restrained by the security guards.

She stared at a pair of blood-red eyes and looked at Su Xiaoning coldly, "You really have a lot of men!"

"The person who sent you flowers this time is not the same person who sent you flowers before!"

Su Xiaoning frowned, "How do you know?"

Although Lin Zhexuan often sent her flowers before, he always asked the courier to deliver them and never showed up.

Xu Qian sneered, "Of course I know!"

"Your heart is bad! You've been treading several boats since the beginning!"