Pushing open the door of the microbiology laboratory, Su Lingfei, who was wearing a white coat, was sitting in front of the sterile operation table and working. Su Lingfei, who was wearing a white coat, looked exceptionally delicate and charming, but her face looked a little haggard, and she had two small pimples, but the pimples did not damage her beauty at all.

"I'm back. Su Lingfei saw that it was Zhang Weidong, a smile appeared on her face, and her face, which was originally slightly haggard, suddenly became vivid and beautiful, but her voice was a little hoarse.

"What's wrong with your throat, something seems wrong. Zhang Weidong saw that he had only been away for a few days, and Su Lingfei not only had pimples coming out, but also that her throat was wrong.

"What's the matter, don't you blame you for it? Go and be merry and leave everything to me!" Su Lingfei glanced at Zhang Weidong angrily, then took out the inoculated petri dish from the sterile table, got up and put it in the incubator.

"No, I've only been away for five days before and after, as for so much work, isn't there still Dong Yunjie and Zhao Minghua to help?" Zhang Weidong was puzzled.

"As soon as you walked on the front foot, Zhao Minghua entered the infirmary on the back foot. Su Lingfei said.

"How did he get into the infirmary? and how is he now?" Zhang Weidong hurriedly asked.

"It's okay now, but it's still a little inconvenient to eat and drink. The specific reason seems to be that when I went out to play at night, I was beaten by a group of people inexplicably, it is estimated that young people are jealous or aggressive, you also know that Zhao Minghua is different from Dong Yunjie. Su Lingfei said angrily, obviously having a lot of opinions about Zhao Minghua going out to fight with others.

"Although Zhao Minghua is a little lively, after all, he is a person who is studying for a master's degree and engaging in scientific research, and I think there should still be some sense of proportion. Zhang Weidong helped Zhao Minghua to get free. In my heart, I have already decided to ask for clarification later. Zhao Minghua is now regarded as his subordinate no matter what he says, where can he allow others to fight when they say it.

"Okay, let's not talk about him, let's talk about you, is the martial arts conference fun? Did you get any little sister?" Su Lingfei was obviously more interested in fighting, and didn't want to talk more about this matter, or subconsciously she was more interested in Zhang Weidong's affairs.

"I've soaked several, I'm satisfied with this answer!" Zhang Weidong glanced at Su Lingfei angrily, he couldn't figure out why this woman was so desperate to think that he was a big wolf?

"Cut. How many little sisters, a few street girls, right?" Su Lingfei said disdainfully.

"You?" Zhang Weidong almost froze. "Alright, don't pretend to be wronged. Why are you in such a hurry to come to the lab, why don't you go back to Méng and get some sleep? Su Lingfei glanced at Zhang Weidong and said.

Zhang Weidong finally felt a little more comfortable when he heard this, and thought, no matter what. This woman still cares about herself.

"I'm not tired. Zhang Weidong said.

"You've soaked a few little sisters, won't you be tired? Okay, okay, don't hold on, go back and have a good rest first." Su Lingfei glared at Zhang Weidong when she heard this, and then stretched out her hand to push him out.

Zhang Weidong looked at Su Lingfei completely speechless, he didn't know if this woman really cared about him, or was she deliberately sarcastic about him?

"Alright, I'll go myself. That's right. Open your mouth for a moment. Zhang Weidong waved Su Lingfei's hand away and said.

"Why are you opening your mouth?" Su Lingfei said with a blank look at Zhang Weidong.

"Look if your throat is red?" Zhang Weidong said. In fact, he could judge Su Lingfei's general condition by looking at her qi, but he didn't know why he still made this request, maybe he wanted to fight back against her, or he was concerned about it.

"Cut, you're not a doctor, can you understand? Besides, doctors will use a wooden stick to press down their tongues when they look at their throats, and they have to take a small flashlight to shine it in, okay?

"I'm an owl. The night vision function is very good, and I can see it clearly no matter how dark your throat is. Zhang Weidong said with a smile.

"Your throat is black!" Su Lingfei glared at Zhang Weidong, and then finally opened her mouth at him obediently.

Zhang Weidong found that Su Lingfei's throat was really a little red, and he was inexplicably distressed, but he said, "Okay, brush your teeth more when you have time!"

After speaking, he hurriedly walked out, and sure enough, Zhang Weidong arrived at the door. Su Lingfei's angry voice sounded behind him: "Zhang Weidong, you, you give me a stop!"

Zhang Weidong laughed, but how could he listen to her, and he walked without a shadow in three or two steps.

Su Lingfei looked at Zhang Weidong's back as he left in a hurry. He waved his pink fist vigorously at his back, until Zhang Weidong disappeared, then he pouted and stomped his feet and said: "Guy with no conscience, I really went back to rest! I don't want to think that people haven't had a good night's sleep in the past few days! Hey, is there a smell in my mouth or something between my teeth?"

Zhang Weidong went out of the laboratory to call Zhao Minghua, and the phone rang for a while before a weak voice rang: "Who?"

"It's me, Zhang Weidong. Zhang Weidong frowned slightly, he could hear Zhao Minghua's voice not because of illness, but because of depression.

"Ah, Teacher Zhang, are you back?" Zhao Minghua heard Zhang Weidong's voice, and his spirit seemed to be better.

"I just came back, I heard that you were beaten, where are you now? Zhang Weidong asked.

"No need, it's no big deal, I'll ...... after a few days of rest," Zhao Minghua hurriedly said.

"Stop talking nonsense, where are you now?" Zhang Weidong interrupted him without saying anything. Zhao Minghua, a master's student, was beaten, and as a teacher and deputy leader of the research group, Zhang Weidong was angry.

"In the Graduate Student Residence Hall, Room 309. Zhao Minghua saw that Zhang Weidong's tone was not good, so he had to reply honestly.

"Okay, I'll be right over. Zhang Weidong hung up the phone, then strode towards the graduate dormitory building, and when he passed the school fruit stand, he hesitated and bought some fruit.

Room 309 is a little messy, the chuáng is full of clothes, quilts and other things are piled up, this is a common phenomenon in men's dormitories, and master's students have not become as hygienic and tidy as girls because of their higher education.

Zhao Minghua was alone in the room, with some bruises on his face and some gauze wrapped around his left arm. Seeing Zhang Weidong coming in, Zhao Minghua stood up a little embarrassed, and he seemed to be a little unsure of what to say.

Zhang Weidong's eyes were sharp, and he almost knew that Zhao Minghua's body was basically fine, and it was estimated that the biggest problem was still a psychological problem, so he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, put the fruit on Zhao Minghua's desk, and then asked directly: "Tell me what's going on?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I was beaten up for some reason. Zhao Minghua lowered his head and said, but his eyes could not suppress a trace of humiliation.

Don't forget that although I am younger than you, I am also your teacher and the deputy leader of the research group. If it's the other party's fault, as a teacher, I will definitely do justice for you. Zhang Weidong's face sank slightly.

Zhao Minghua could hear that Zhang Weidong's tone was a little stern, and he raised his head with his head down, and said with a wry smile at him: "Teacher Zhang, just forget about justice." But although you are younger than me, I have always respected you, and since you say so, then I will tell you about it, and you will forget if you have heard of it. ”

Zhang Weidong couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart when he heard this, how could his Zhang Weidong's students be bullied by anyone and beat anyone? But he still held back, nodded with a calm face and said, "You say." ”

"Some time ago, I met a girl from the School of Business Administration in the English corner of the school. Zhao Minghua said, his originally depressed face slightly red.

Universities in China usually have an English corner, and the English corner of Wuzhou University is on the large lawn in front of the gymnasium, where English lovers can gather every Tuesday night to communicate in English. This is a major scenery in the school, and it is also a place that many wolf friends like to go to. Because in the English corner, you can openly talk to any student you like about the reason of practicing spoken English, of course, provided that your spoken language is not too inferior, otherwise you will stammer, and it is estimated that not many people will be willing to communicate with you. So during the time when he was in college and graduate school, Zhang Weidong's roommates often went to the English corner to mingle, and one of them really got a crush in the English corner. However, Zhang Weidong has not been to the English corner in college or graduate school for several years. It is precisely because of the lack of communication with people in English that Zhang Weidong's spoken English is not good.

"Liked?" Zhang Weidong couldn't help but think of the former roommates, although they didn't communicate much, but now they look back on it with more warmth.

"Hmm!" Zhao Minghua nodded a little embarrassed.

"What about later?" Zhang Weidong became curious, could it really be that Su Lingfei said that it was jealousy between young people?

"She also has a crush on me, and we have a good chat every time, and we even went out for a few supper times after the English corner a few times. Zhao Minghua's face lù a hint of sweetness of memory, but soon his face turned clear.

"Then a man popped up, claiming to be her girlfriend, and warned me not to associate with her. Afterwards, I asked her, and she said that she was the son of the owner of the Dingfeng Hotel where she interned in the summer, or a junior at the School of Economics and Trade of our school, which was a little interesting to her, but because she heard from the people in the hotel that he had enlarged the stomachs of several waiters, she kept her distance from him. ”

"You mean he's looking for someone to beat you?" Zhang Weidong raised his eyebrows and asked, his voice a little cold. ！。