No matter what time she slept last night, early in the morning, Tang Yiyi woke up at 6 o'clock on time, and it was difficult to change the long-term biological clock.

She lay on the bed and stretched, and woke up in a new place the first day feeling very grounded.

I jumped out of bed, did a few stretches on the side of the bed, went into the bathroom to wash, cleaned up, put on my running shoes and walked to the platform.

The weather was fine, and the glow was shining through the clouds, illuminating half of the sky with life. Tang Yiyi took a few deep breaths on the platform, and the morning mist was deeply inhaled into her lungs with the fragrance of flowers.

took out the mobile phone and turned it on, and the new information prompt sounded ding-dong, and in a lot of news and advertisements, there was a new message from Wang Yufeng: It's good to be happy. Looking at that message, I felt both comforted and lost.

She looked up at the sky, put her phone in her fanny pack, walked to the platform, supported the railing with her hands, did a few semi-push-ups, and was about to turn around and go downstairs when she saw a tall man coming out of the platform on the second floor next door.

He took off his shirt as he walked, his shoulders were broad and his waist was thin, and his arm muscles were tight and smooth, making him feel strong and powerful.

There was an operating table on the platform on the second floor, and a sink next to it, and he walked to the sink and bent down to wash his head and face with the faucet. After washing and standing up, the water ran down his neck and onto his back, and a few drops snaked down his spine but quickly into the waistband of his pants.

He shook his dripping hair like a puppy, raised his hand and pulled a towel from an iron single rack next to him to wipe his face, as if he felt that something suddenly stopped, and he suddenly looked up in the direction of Tang Yiyi.

Tang Yiyi was so frightened that she turned around and ran downstairs, patting her chest and muttering: What a sensitive man.

Walking into the living room, Xu's wife was cooking porridge in the kitchen, and she was a little surprised to see her: "Get up so early?" ”

"My wife got up early at 6 o'clock every day, and I got used to it. Yesterday, I heard my aunt say that when I went out, I turned right and walked to the end of the riverside trail, and I wanted to go for a run. ”

"Let's go, have breakfast at 7 o'clock, you watch the time come back, don't run far, if you get lost, we are Huang Juelan Lane, remember?"

"Well, I remember."

Coming out of the small door and closing the door, Tang Yiyi identified the direction at the door, the alley that entered from the direction of the yellow cypress orchid tree yesterday, that is the downtown area, and now it is going in the opposite direction, it used to be the riverside, and the yard next door that I just saw should be in this direction.

Tang Yiyi looked up and saw a plaque hanging on the door next door: Qin Ji Hoof Flower Noodles. This is the noodle restaurant that my aunt said yesterday. It's strange that it's breakfast time and the noodle restaurant is closed.

Most of the people in Yicheng are noodle-based for breakfast, especially a kind of dry noodles called ran noodles, which almost everyone loves to eat.

Because of its love for noodles, although Yicheng is located in the southwest, it has developed dozens of different flavors of noodles, such as fat intestine noodles, mushroom noodles, raw pepper beef noodles, pea noodles, eel noodles and so on.

The most important thing is that the noodles are different from other places, they are not dry noodles, not hand-rolled noodles, but a kind of alkaline noodles called water leaf noodles made by a noodle machine, why they are called water leaf noodles, she also does not know.

Tang Yiyi didn't think much about it, and ran straight to the river.

She started running in the morning in the third year of junior high school, and she has been persisting since then, she didn't do it deliberately, she just likes to run and like the early morning air.

Later, she saw a report that scientific studies showed that after exercising, people will produce a substance called dopamine in their bodies, which is exactly the same as the substance produced by people when they are in love, so people will feel happy from body to heart. After reading it, she only had one question, what do scientists do all day?

At six o'clock, Huang Juelan Lane is fresh and clean, there are almost no passers-by, the shops on both sides are also closed, and the teahouse, bakery, barber shop, and fruit shop all the way to find a small alley but also all-encompassing.

Out of the alley across the street, down more than ten meters is the riverside trail, installed a rubber runway. There were not many runners, and Tang Yiyi looked left and right at the scenery by the river while running.

Yicheng is located in the southwest, the plants are lush all year round, the scenery is pleasant, and the Yangtze River runs through the center of the city, which is why Xu Bin proudly said yesterday that Yicheng will never be short of water. Once she became familiar with her surroundings, she began to recite the formula.

From the morning jog in the second month of TCM school, her prescription recitation began.

There are about 400 prescriptions that must be memorized for university exams, and she has memorized nearly 1,000 prescriptions in a few years.

When Professor Huang first started teaching them, he said: Chinese medicine must have rules and regulations for the treatment of diseases, reason, law, prescription, medicine, and reason, and the reason is dialectic. And Fang's skillful use has no other way than memorization, and there is no shortcut.

When the pedometer number approached 5,000 steps, she turned and ran back, reaching her goal of 10,000 steps a day.

Back in the alley, the sisters' barber shop at the entrance of the alley was open, and the young lady with messy hair yawned, and saw Tang Yiyi nodding curiously and friendly. Tang Yiyi smiled at her, continued to run forward, and saw Xu Bin leaning on the door frame of the medical hall smoking a cigarette with a haggard face.