Chapter 62: The Scumbag Who Justifies His Name

"Bag, bag?" Liu Zihua only thought it was funny, she didn't need to be supported by rich people at all, her own family was a rich family.

"Maybe in the eyes of a beautiful person like you, it is common to take care of it, but we are just traditional people, and we are studying medicine, so we are naturally more sensitive to germs and something. You can understand how we want to protect ourselves, right? ”

The other party said so eloquently, no matter how stupid Liu Zihua was, she could guess that someone must have deliberately spread rumors outside, but she couldn't imagine who she had offended.

"Did you guess for yourselves what was wrong with me? Or did you hear about it? ”

Qingqing thought that she was settling accounts, so she immediately explained: "Naturally, someone told us, we can't slack off even if there is even a hint of this kind of thing."

Liu Zihua was angry and funny: "I usually don't communicate with you much, it's my fault." ”

"So you're going to communicate with us now?"

Liu Zihua naturally went home on the weekend, but it was not her mother's house that she went back to, but Lin Miyang's home, and Liu Zihua didn't want people to know that she had a problem with her eyes, she always felt that this was a miserable thing.

So she didn't know how to explain it.

"No wind and no waves, Zihua, although we also want to believe you, but if you don't do these things, there will be no rumors in the class."

Liu Zihua didn't know how to defend himself, so he simply stopped talking.

Probably God gave him a Lin Miyang, and he always had to take away a little luck from himself, this little rumor will not knock him down.

It's just that......

"I'm just afraid of the trouble of you moving around, after all, you've been together for so long, haven't you?"

Qingqing: "......"

We want you to move away, not yourself!

However, as a decent person, of course Qingqing would not say this kind of thing, she just looked at the problem very rationally and advised Liu Zihua to turn back in time.

"I guess any of you have already told the counselor about this, but the counselor didn't agree to transfer me, so you came to tell me and let me move out on my own initiative?" Liu Zihua guessed.

Qingqing's heart suddenly agreed with a sentence, and sure enough, the scumbag's brain in other aspects is still very good, and he can even guess this kind of thing.

But Tian Qi didn't know about it, so he denied it: "We didn't tell the counselor. In fact, we don't care what your personality looks like, we just want you to do a good job of hygiene. After all, it's a group life, so you always have to think about everyone. ”

Liu Zihua was speechless in his heart.

Who the hell said he was outside!!

She's married, and even if she's married, she's never behad anything like that with her husband.

"This disinfectant should be sprayed when no one is around, otherwise it will harm the body." Liu Zihua kindly reminded.

After the roommate talked to him, Liu Zihua became even less fond of staying in the dormitory and ran to the library all day long.

Lin Miyang didn't seem to notice Liu Zihua's changes, so he suddenly called Liu Zihua.

He said: "Zihua, I forgot to tell you before, Director Meng Xu has your name every time he publishes a paper on the topic you are researching, if anyone mentions it, don't be stunned." ”

Yes, Liu Zihua hasn't seen it recently

"However, I haven't been researching this topic for a long time, and Director Meng Xu's papers and research still bear my name?" Liu Zihua was a little incredible.

"No, it's a paper from half a year ago."

Liu Zihua: "......"

What happened half a year ago, Lin Miyang now deliberately made a phone call to tell himself, it's too strange.

As a result, after saying this, Lin Miyang really didn't have anything else to do, so he hung up the phone directly.

Liu Zihua can only boil down to the fact that he couldn't see with his eyes at the beginning, so although his research has come out with results, no one will tell him, so as not to be sad. Now, Lin Miyang suddenly remembered.

After taking a diagnostic class in the afternoon, Liu Zihua understood the meaning of Lin Miyang's words.

The diagnostics teacher happened to talk about the diagnosis of head trauma in class, mentioned his research with Director Meng Xu, and mentioned his name by the way.

She said: "Nerve cell triple repair therapy is a relatively advanced treatment, but recently Director Meng Xu of Yinhua Hospital has developed a new way of operation for this therapy, and it has been clinically affirmed. ”

When it comes to Director Meng Xu, there is naturally a little boiling below, such a famous expert, and it is in the hospital of this city, there are many people who regard Meng Xu as their goal, and when they hear the diagnostics teacher say this, they are naturally quietly communicating their understanding of Meng Xu.

"Zihua, let's tell you about your research results."

The sudden roll call of the diagnostic teacher made Liu Zihua fall into a momentary hesitation.

Not only was she hesitating, but the whole class was confused by the diagnostics teacher's words.

How did Director Meng Xu invite a scumbag to tell about such a profound research, isn't this deliberately embarrassing people?

But the attentive students even heard the key word, "Your research results." "What is your research results, and does Liu Zihua have research in this area with anyone? But even if there is, it's not something on the table.

Seeing Liu Zihua hesitating, the diagnostic teacher smiled and said, "Why, you forgot, a series of papers on this principle, your name is behind Director Meng Xu!" ”

What, what?

The whole class of students with glasses was shocked, and the paper published together with Director Meng Xu?

Obviously, these students in the clinical class don't read the papers very much, and the things in the professional class are enough to give them a headache, where is the time to study the profound papers of Director Meng Xu?

But what did the diagnostics teacher just say? A paper published by Liu Zihua and Director Meng Xu?

How can it be?

Liu Zihua's hesitation was just thinking about a phone call Lin Miyang made to him this morning, if he didn't have the ability to predict, then he must have asked a diagnostic teacher to correct his name as a "scumbag".

But why does Mr. Lin's behavior feel so naΓ―ve?

Liu Zihua stood up and began to search out the series of things he had studied from his mind. After all, it's also something that runs out of my brain, and although I haven't been in contact with it much after half a year, it's still easy to come by.

She said she was happy, but the classmates listening next to her were not happy at all, not to mention that they couldn't understand it when they were connected, even if they said the nouns alone, it was difficult for people to understand.

Liu Zihua didn't deliberately say something that others didn't understand, but she didn't realize that the textbooks and theories in her junior year couldn't get in touch with such professional things at all, and if she wasn't someone who had read a lot of papers, she wouldn't understand what she was saying.

I don't know how to do it, everyone looked at Liu Zihua and talked endlessly, and they all had the idea that Yizhong was extremely disgusted with herself, why didn't she know what she said? Some words seem to have been seen somewhere, but I can't remember them?

It turns out that the scumbag in everyone's impression is actually a hidden scholar?