That is, in the conversation, Ling Xiao learned some things.

This Zhou Zhe is the vice chairman of a large company in the provincial capital, and the chairman is none other than his father. This Zhou Zhe went abroad to study, studied business management, obtained a doctorate, and is a real rich and handsome, social elite, and socialite.

Tang Meiyu's identity is not simple, she is a well-known writer. Her works are very popular, and some of them have been adapted into film and television dramas, such as "The Boy We Chased in Those Years", "Palace Heart", "Flying Over the Qing Palace" or something, which have been hyped up and have many fans.

When the costume drama "Flying Over the Qing Palace" was on the air, Ling Xiao was still living in the house of Uncle Ling Mangui, and he still remembered that Liu Yuxiu watched this TV series every day, and he was very addicted. He also watched a few episodes, but at that time he didn't know who the author of Lu Dao was, and at that time he never imagined that one day he would stand with the original author of this TV series and talk and chat.

No wonder when she saw Tang Meiyu for the first time, Ling Xiao felt that her eyes had a very special spirituality, which was probably cultivated by her profession, right?

is also an intellectual woman, Wen Tingting's bookish atmosphere is very strong, and she is also quiet and quiet, and she feels very natural and comfortable when she is with her. Tang Meiyu has a very special spirituality, just like the spring water in the mountain stream and the vines on the treetops, which always give people a sense of elusiveness and hard to grasp.

Talking and chatting, Ling Xiao also ended his treatment.

Zhou Zhe's spirit was much better, and he finally had a smile on his face, "Meiyu, you just stay and talk to me." ”

Ling Xiao was still beside him, and the first thing Zhou Zhe said was not to thank the doctor who treated him, but to pick up a girl. Although Ling Xiao is very open-minded, he is a little unhappy with Zhou Zhe's personality and attitude. He was busy and didn't take a penny, at least, he had to say a word of thanks, right? Zhou Zhe is good, not only did he not say a word of thanks, but also directly ignored him as a doctor, your sister!

"Brother Zhe, you should rest more, you can sleep." Tang Meiyu said.

"I'm not tired, I want you to talk to me." Zhou Zhe said, and then glanced at Ling Xiao, "Doctor Ling, thank you, by the way, are you still in trouble?" ”

Does this kid still think I'm standing next to me and getting in the way? Ling Xiao cursed secretly in his heart, but with a smile on his face, "Something." ”

"What's the matter?" A flash of impatience flashed in Zhou Zhe's eyes.

As soon as the cold flashed, Ling Xiao's silver needle pierced the Baihui acupoint above Zhou Zhe's head, and the internal force shook, and Zhou Zhe suddenly fell asleep.

Tang Meiyu was taken aback, "Brother Zhe, he ...... What happened to him? ”

Ling Xiao put away the needle and said calmly: "It's okay, I'll just let him sleep." You see, he is so seriously injured, but it is not easy to recuperate and rest, and he does not follow the doctor's instructions, and I do this for his good. ”

Tang Meiyu looked understanding, and said with a smile: "Oh, so that's the case, then I'll go back to the house to rest." My phone is out of battery and I need to recharge it. If anything, just knock on my door. ”

"Well, good night." Ling Xiao said.

"Good night." Tang Meiyu left Zhou Zhe's room.

Ling Xiao also left Zhou Zhe's room and went back to his room to sleep. This time, he pulled two balls of cotton from the cotton wool and stuffed them into his ears. No matter how Miao Xiaohua knocks on the wall, or makes any strange noises, he will not be seduced again.

The next morning, I got up before dawn.

He practiced his fists and kicks by the hot springs and moved his muscles and bones. During this period of time, he was really busy, and he neglected to practice. However, he doesn't care too much about how powerful the kung fu of his fists and feet is, after all, this is the era of science and technology, a legal society, and he can't just beat people if he has kung fu. Besides, even if you have divine power to protect your body, people will still knock you down with one shot, how effective is good kung fu? Therefore, his attitude is to practice the kung fu on his fists and feet as a physical fitness, and practice it when he is idle. The medical skills on the "Yellow Emperor's Outer Classics", but he has been specializing in learning, and the progress is also obvious.

Hey-ha! Hey-ha! Ling Xiao punched, kicked his legs, punched and kicked the wind, and his body was flexible. He was shirtless, with bulging tendons and flesh, hard, full of wildness, and full of strength. Sweat poured out of his skin, one by one, piece by piece, and the white skin seemed to be smeared with a layer of oil, oily and slippery.

Click, click!

A strange voice suddenly came from the bamboo forest.

Ling Xiao stepped forward with his right foot, glared at the ground, and his whole body suddenly flipped up in the air, a beautiful backflip, his feet had not yet landed, his waist was twisted, and the whole person was flat in the air again, with his head in front of his feet and behind his feet, he reached out to grab the source of the sound.

"Ah......h

Ling Xiao realized that it was Tang Meiyu who was filming him with a single-lens reflex camera.

Tang Meiyu was stunned, she watched Ling Xiao's right hand grab at her neck in the shape of an eagle's claw, trying to dodge, but her person couldn't move as if she had been electrocuted. In just a blink of an eye, Ling Xiao flew to her, and his hand reached her neck.

Will he attack me? Is it just because I filmed him practicing? Tang Meiyu's mind flashed through this thought like a flash of carbide.

However, Ling Xiao's hand paused just as he was about to grab her neck, and his fingers were only a centimeter or two away from hers.

Ling Xiao's feet landed on the ground, and his right hand retracted.

He looked at Tang Meiyu.

Tang Meiyu also looked at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's eyes were calm and natural, with a sense of maturity beyond his years.

Tang Meiyu's eyes were not calm at all, full of surprise and admiration. For her, Ling Xiao was a miracle doctor with superb medical skills, which was enough to surprise her, and now that she found out that Ling Xiao was a martial arts master, she was completely attracted by the mystery of Ling Xiao.

The man and woman looked at each other, silent, but the first to lose the other party's eyes was the man Ling Xiao, who smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I don't know if it's Miss Tang, I thought it was a beast eating bamboo, and I was practicing kung fu, so I wanted to try my skills and drive the beast away." ”

Tang Meiyu burst out laughing and said crisply, "What, Doctor Ling, am I so much like a beast?" Am I like a panda that eats bamboo? ”

"I'm sorry, Miss Tang." Ling Xiao was really afraid of scaring her just now.

"Oh, don't be so polite, you call me by my name, don't call Miss Tang Miss Tang." After a pause, she said again: "Well, you can also call me Sister Yu'er, I seem to be a little older than you." ”

Another sister, Ling Xiao really wants to be born a few years early, so that he will have several younger sisters, Yu Qingmei is a younger sister, He Yue'e is a younger sister, Hu Lin is also a younger sister, Wen Tingting is also a younger sister, and this Tang Meiyu is also a younger sister. But these beauties are all sisters!

It's actually nothing to call Sister Sheng, but looking at Tang Meiyu, who is beautiful and lovely, and has an aura, Ling Xiao can't call it anything. He smiled shyly, not knowing what he was meant.

"Whether you call me Sister Yu'er or not, I can call you Ling Xiao." Tang Meiyu said with a smile, very kind.

Ling Xiao nodded, but still couldn't speak.

"By the way, Ling Xiao, what kind of skill did you practice just now? I have seen several action movie stars on the set before, even the most famous Zhen Zhidan, I have seen him perform martial arts, but I think that his martial arts are tangible and godless, just good-looking, and you are the real kung fu, really powerful. Tang Meiyu said in admiration.

"I'm just practicing casually, it's not famous." Ling Xiao said. He practiced the kung fu of "The Yellow Emperor's Outer Classics", and of course he would not tell others.

The corners of Tang Meiyu's mouth curled slightly, "Ling Xiao, you don't want to tell me, do you?" With such a powerful martial art, how could there be no way out. You, you are a very amazing person, you have a strong mysterious aura on your body, your medical skills, your kung fu, don't you want to say it, let me share your secrets? ”

He is worthy of being a writer, with strong analytical and observational skills, and even his speech has a unique sense of organization. However, no matter how nice she said and how much curiosity she had, Ling Xiao would never say what she couldn't say. He has his own principles.

"It's time for us to go back to dinner." Ling Xiao said, diverting the topic.

The corners of Tang Meiyu's mouth curled more obviously, "Please, just tell me your story." ”

"Let's talk about it when we have a chance." Ling Xiao said. He picked up his clothes on the grass and prepared to leave.

"I'll be waiting to hear your story." Tang Meiyu said.

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, her curiosity was really heavy.

Ling Xiao walked out of the bamboo forest, but Tang Meiyu was standing in the bamboo forest, she looked at the photos she had just taken, her eyes were a little strange.

As soon as she walked out of the bamboo forest, Wen Tingting walked over to her, holding a clean towel in her hand.

"I know that you are practicing in the bamboo forest, and you are sweating, this is a towel, take it to wipe your sweat." Wen Tingting handed the towel to Ling Xiao's hand.

Ling Xiao didn't say Xie Luxie, but just smiled at Wen Tingting, very kind.

Wen Tingting quietly watched Ling Xiao wipe her sweat, she was not Ling Xiao's wife, but her eyes at this time were like a gentle wife, waiting for her husband to wipe his sweat, she would take a dirty towel to wash it.

Some feelings, some feelings, can only be understood, not spoken.

"Ling Xiao, are you going to call the villagers to distribute medicine today? I'll go with you. Wen Tingting said.

"The medicine is to be distributed, but the villagers cannot be gathered. It's still unclear how the virus spreads, and large crowds can increase the risk of infection, so I'm going to go door-to-door to deliver medicine. Ling Xiao said.

"Okay, I don't have anything to do today, I'll go with you." Wen Tingting said.

"You'll walk a lot of mountain roads, aren't you afraid of getting tired?" Ling Xiao joked.

"I'm not afraid. Let's go after breakfast. Well, give me the towel. Without waiting for Ling Xiao to agree, Wen Tingting took the towel from Ling Xiao's hand.

Ling Xiao said a little embarrassedly: "Sister Wen, I'll wash it." ”

"There's nothing to do, there's nothing to do, I'll just come." Wen Tingting took the towel and left.

Ling Xiao shrugged helplessly.

Wen Tingting took the towel that Ling Xiao had wiped her sweat with but didn't take it to clean it, the special smell of sweat made her panic. After hesitating for a moment, she returned to her room and actually hid the towel that Ling Xiao had wiped off with sweat in her backpack. Then she laughed inexplicably again.

Why do you want to do this? In fact, she didn't know what to do.