Chapter 391: Autumn Wind Beauty Picture

Bypassing the corner of the stands of the football field, Ye Zhengyang saw from a distance that on the shore of Daming Lake, under the shade of the weeping willows, a young girl in the flower season stood slim in the distance.

Ye Zhengyang has never admired Song Yun's back from afar.

It's fascinating. I saw that Song Yun was wearing a goose yellow dress, and her long hair hung down from her shoulders like a black waterfall. The breeze blows, the long hair flutters in the wind, and the skirt sways in the wind. Song Yun's height is already very tall, such a dress, a girl, like a clear water out of hibiscus, naturally carved and decorated, it is really beautiful! It's like a picture of an autumn lady.

Song Yun has always had the title of campus civilian school flower, these days, some of it is because of Song's mother's barbecue stall, she has earned a lot of money, and Song Yun has begun to have the capital to dress up.

This long dress should be newly bought by her, and the long hair is already of good quality, so there is no need to do it again. Ye Zhengyang estimated that it was so beautiful to comb it with a comb.

"Song Yun!" Ye Zhengyang shouted from afar.

As soon as Song Yun turned around, her long hair flicked and she hugged her neck. It's really looking back and smiling, and the six palaces have no color. Ye Zhengyang used such a famous quote to describe Song Yun, almost a little overshadowed, beauty, it is impossible to describe it in words. That kind of beauty can only be seen with the eyes, the pupils are wide open, the imagination of people can be seen, and the men are ashamed of themselves.

Of course, Ye Zhengyang is not ashamed of himself. Song Yun is the person he knows best, although the two of them have been bumping and bumping all the time, but overall. The relationship is reasonable.

As soon as Ye Zhengyang shouted like this, Song Yun immediately turned his head. Smiling. walked towards Ye Zhengyang.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Ye Zhengyang asked knowingly, such a beautiful atmosphere. If you don't have some foreshadowing in the early stage, Ye Zhengyang doesn't know what to say.

It just so happens that the vicinity of the basketball court is relatively remote, and there are few people nearby. Song Yun was not as restrained as usual.

She smiled, and said to Ye Zhengyang: "Hmph, who let you put your clothes in my house?" If I hadn't sent you clothes, I wouldn't have come to you! ”

After Song Yun said this, her face turned red. The skin is delicate and cute, and the girl in the flower season is really happy to see it.

As he spoke, Song Yun handed over Ye Zhengyang's clothes.

"Oh haha, my torn clothes, you even washed them, it's really hard for you!" When Ye Zhengyang took the clothes, his fingers lightly touched Song Yun's jade hand. Both of them hurriedly retracted their hands as if they had been electrocuted.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I don't know on purpose! This ambiguity made Ye Zhengyang blush and heartbeat.

"I didn't ...... Never mind. Someone's body, you ...... You've touched it all, are you still afraid of this little bit of contact? Said this. Song Yun had already replied shyly.

"Huh? Haha, that's actually to treat you. The nature is not the same. Ye Zhengyang also laughed stupidly, "That's right." Is this your new dress? It's beautiful! ”

Ye Zhengyang remembered that the love saint Fang Xiaoxuan once said that a girl's new clothes must be praised, so that the girl will like you more and fall in love with you even more.

"Well, this is my latest outfit, it looks okay!" Song Yun took the opportunity to gently pull up the hem of her skirt, turned around on the spot, and danced like a beautiful butterfly.

"Wow, it's so beautiful, it's like a fairy descending to earth!" Ye Zhengyang looked at the saliva that was about to flow down, this is a sincere compliment, Ye Zhengyang has never admired a girl's clothes so heartily.

"Hehe, this dress is quite expensive! Actually, thanks to the barbecue recipe you gave us, my mother earned a lot of money during this time, and my life gradually became more prosperous. Therefore, there is extra money to buy clothes and cosmetics. ”

Song Yun's simple words made Ye Zhengyang very emotional, in fact, he could give Song Yu a sum of money every month, but Song Yun may not necessarily accept it, after all, if the name is not right, how can Song Yun, a girl, accept a boy's help in vain?

"That's great, let your mom keep doing it, and your family life will gradually improve. At that time, I will be able to enter the ranks of middle income like everyone else. Your family can also buy a house here, buy a car, and live like a city person. Ye Zhengyang encouraged.

"Ah, really? I can't even think of such a life! Song Yun was obviously very excited when she heard this.

"What is there to think about, your barbecue business is now doing well, earning more than 100,000 yuan a year, it is already easy, in less than two years, your family will come out of poverty, think about it, that kind of life is not far away."

Ye Zhengyang's words made Song Yun suddenly happy. Song Yun used to have a sad face, but now it's okay, the gloom on her face is swept away, and the brightness and joy of a girl are written all over her face.

"Brother Ye, in fact, you are really kind to my family, if I hadn't met you, my family would probably still be struggling below the poverty line! I don't even know how to thank you! Song Yun revealed her true feelings.

Why do you say these things? This is called fate, you don't have to feel that you owe me anything, the improvement of your living conditions is all the result of the efforts of your mother and daughter. I just gave you a secret recipe, it really didn't play much of a role, in fact, what you should be thankful for is your mother, she gets up early every day, works hard, and, for so many years, more than ten years like a day, is the hardest person! ”

When Ye Zhengyang said this, Song Yun was moved to tears, but she didn't expect that Ye Zhengyang was not only intellectual, but also so grateful, he was really a good boy in a million. This is called true affection and righteousness!

"Okay, don't say anything, you just have to study hard, and you don't have to think about anything else!" Ye Zhengyang said.

"By the way, Brother Ye, I have something to ask you!" Song Yun continued.

"What's the matter? You say! ”

"That day, after I was drugged, how did you get my medicine out of my body? Like, what kind of advanced kung fu has been used! I felt that a stream of heat spread all over the body, and then, every pore, felt hot, as if there was heat bubbling outward, if I didn't experience it myself, that feeling, I really couldn't imagine it......" Song Yun thought of the scene at that time, and felt very magical.

Ye Zhengyang's heart was shocked, at that time, he did use Zhengyang's magic skills to expel toxins for Song Yun, which was all the attention of the old man of Baomei. But the situation was urgent at that time, and Ye Zhengyang didn't have time to think about it, so he used Zhengyang's magic skills, who knows, although Song Yun looked anxious and looked abnormal, but his brain was still sober.

Therefore, when Ye Zhengyang was using Zhengyang Divine Skill, Song Yun knew it completely, and when that kind of energy was circulating in his body, it felt very obvious. Under normal circumstances, no medical technique can achieve such an effect. As a medical student, Song Yun certainly understands this truth, so she thinks it is very magical.

"Oh...... This, in fact, I just used a little acupressure and simple acupuncture, I used to learn a little qigong, qigong, you know? Saying that, Ye Zhengyang made a gesture of qigong luck, "Qigong is a very amazing thing, our science can't explain it clearly, so it will have such an effect." Ye Zhengyang deliberately made this thing more evil, which made Song Yun even more confused.

"Oh, really? That's amazing, too! Speaking of qigong, Song Yun also felt mysterious and abnormal, so he didn't ask too much, after all, this thing was asked too much, Ye Zhengyang couldn't explain it clearly, and he couldn't understand it. So, it's better to ask less, anyway, I don't know about it.

"Yes, if you want to know more about qigong, you can use your mobile phone to search for the basic knowledge, so that you will understand more!" Ye Zhengyang successfully covered up his Zhengyang divine skills.

"Your medical skills are superb, good people help to the end, can you do me another favor?" Song Yun continued.

"Oh, what else do you have to do?" Ye Zhengyang was afraid that she was asking about her Zhengyang Divine Skills.

"Lan Fang, do you know?"

"Of course you know, isn't it the one who jumped off the building a few days ago?"

"Yes, she is a very good girl, but in terms of spirit, some things are not normal, and there is still a little problem with her legs, in fact, I think, since we have such good resources, can you help her, a girl in the flower season, suffered such a big misfortune, in fact, we all want to help her, but we don't have that much ability, I think about it, I think, you will definitely have this ability......" Song Yun's big eyes were full of expectation.

"This ...... Part of Lan Fang's illness is a mental problem. This kind of disease is more tricky, if you think about it, her problem is in the head, the things in the head, the power of surgery and Chinese medicine, are difficult to achieve, and the technology of the hospital is so superb, isn't there nothing that can be done? Ye Zhengyang deliberately raised the difficulty of treatment first.

"Yes, but I think your level is far beyond the level of the hospital. You must have some way to cure Lan Fang's illness......" Song Yun's high hat buttoned Ye Zhengyang, and Ye Zhengyang felt very happy. However, how to treat Lan Fang's disease, whether he is sure or not, Ye Zhengyang really does not have a detailed treatment plan.

After all, this matter has little to do with him, if Song Yun hadn't mentioned it to himself in person, he wouldn't have thought about it, this kind of thing should be considered by the hospital. (To be continued......)