Sure enough, in the following days, Yang Chen actually sent milk to Liang Lei early in the morning, at first it was only delivered to the school gate, and later even breakfast was sent downstairs in the dormitory. Liang Lei's other three roommates in the bedroom are really sour, but what can you say when you see Liang Lei's beautiful little face? Isn't that normal? My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

In the blink of an eye, it was late autumn, and no matter how much milk and delicacies Yang Chen sent, Liang Lei still lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye. Studying medicine is quite painful for her, even if she has been fully prepared before, but she is still unavoidably afraid and uncomfortable.

This night, Yang Chen brought dinner again. It's only been more than two months, and the food in the school cafeteria can no longer satisfy Liang Lei's taste, plus she has all kinds of discomfort after just starting class. Yang Chen simply rented a small rental house next to the school, which was not large in size and had simple furnishings, but the key was a kitchen. Since he was a child, his difficult life has trained him to be proficient in all eighteen martial arts, and he has learned to cook very early, after all, he can't sit and wait to starve to death.

It was already past seven o'clock, and it was completely dark, and the two of them sat in the pavilion by the school lake. With the help of the street lamp, Yang Chen opened the lunch box and handed the chopsticks to her.

"I'm really not hungry."

"Eat as much as you want, you're such an adult, you can't just drink milk to live."

"Ugh." Sighing, he picked up a piece of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yang Chen looked anxious, but he also knew that it was useless. "Is it still hard today?"

"Well, it's uncomfortable." In front of this boy, he is too lazy to pretend and be reckless.

The words behind "I'm going to ...... again today" didn't come out, because Liang Lei suddenly raised her head and stared at her.

In fact, Liang Lei studied Western medicine clinical major at the University of Chinese Medicine, because her father said that her family is all Chinese medicine, and it is enough for her to be exposed to it since she was a child and he will guide and teach in the future.

However, isn't it fatal to ask a girl who has to hide three miles away from even killing chickens and fish since she was a child, and is afraid of seeing blood, to study Western medicine? In the first semester, she hadn't started the anatomy class, but she only saw some pictures in the textbook, and after a few classes in the laboratory, she had completely collapsed, and the effect of psychological suggestion was too powerful. Halfway through, my father and mother came to see me once, but there was no other way but encouragement and comfort, since I decided to study medicine, this is a psychological obstacle that I must overcome.

The first time I entered the laboratory, I didn't see a corpse in the real sense, just some organs or animals soaked in formalin, plus the atmosphere and smell, Liang Lei successfully vomited. The professor was a middle-aged man in his early fifties, bald on the top of his head, with only a few stubborn, thinning hairs remaining on his temples. I was already surprised by such a scene, and I glanced at this beautiful little girl indifferently and shook my head, but it was a pity. Some of the students covered their noses, some were excited, and some were silent with serious faces. But after two months, most people have returned to calm, and there are no more people like Liang Lei who are still half-dead.

It's just that her personality is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, she looks like a soft and cute girl's skin, but she is very stubborn on the inside, even if she is angry with herself, she has never lost.

Putting down the chopsticks, he leaned on the table with his head in his hands, and quietly looked at the sparkling lake.

"Eat a little more, you like shrimp the most, I'll peel it for you." Yang Chen looked at the girl who was in a trance again, and had no choice but to open his mouth to comfort her.

"I really don't have any taste, you can help me open the milk."

Even though she was helpless, she obediently unscrewed the milk and put it in front of her, and there was still warmth.

"Yang Chen, do you also think I'm particularly useless." Even the milk only took a sip and put it down.

"Why, everyone has their own things to be afraid of, it's normal. But you're brave, you're persevering, you're overcoming, time may be long or short, but so what. He was used to seeing her proud and high-spirited appearance, and such a decadent expression made him very distressed.

"Yang Chen......" Liang Lei raised her head and looked at the boy in front of her in a daze. From knowing him to now, he has changed a lot, and now he has taken off his braces and changed his hairstyle, and the acne on his face has long been clean and refreshing. Moreover, in the past two months, he has been running back and forth like this every day, and he has obviously become much stronger, and the baby fat on his face has disappeared.

"Huh?" also looked at the girl in front of her, she was still so beautiful, especially under such a street lamp, as if her eyes were reflected with a faint light. The sick demeanor makes me feel more and more pitiful. Seeing her quietly looking at herself, she seemed to have something to say, and put it in her mouth. Yang Chen's face turned red again, fortunately it was night and he couldn't see it.

"I want ice cream." came back to her senses, and sure enough, when people were not feeling well, their brains were also short-circuited, and they actually thought he was good-looking, and Liang Lei began to be arrogant again.

……

"Okay, you wait for me here, I'll buy it." Resolutely stood up and ran into the distance in the night.

Looking at the background of his disappearance, Liang Lei picked up the chopsticks again, took a peeled prawn and put it in her mouth. While chewing, he muttered in a voice that he could only hear, "Why are you so nice to me......"

On the way back to school, the evening breeze was gentle, Yang Chen was slowly swaying alone, in a good mood, and in his backpack was the lunch box that Liang Lei had used just now.

Raised his left hand, his index finger was wrapped in medical gauze, the wound was already no longer painful, but his heart was sweet, because Liang Lei helped him change it just now.

When she put the ice cream on her hand, she noticed the wound on her hand. It was accidentally scratched when I was cooking at night, and I used a band-aid at the time, so I didn't take it to heart. But Liang Lei insisted on rebandaging him, saying that he was studying music, and his hands were used to play the piano, so he had to be protected.

So she bandaged him again, although the mouth was not deep, but she insisted, and said that she had just learned to bandage the wound and wanted to practice on herself. Then he naturally sat down obediently, stretched out his hand, and let her 'pound' seriously and hard. Feeling her slender and slightly cool fingers rubbing inadvertently in his palm and the back of his hand, his body also softened, and finally he simply lay on the table, looking at her quietly.

Afterwards, she solemnly told him not to touch the water, not to eat spicy food, and to rest early. laughed uncontrollably, and then got her coquettish eyes, and at that moment, Yang Chen was happy in his heart.