Qin Keyi smiled and nodded, "So, uncle and aunt, don't worry. Xiaoting's good fortune is yet to come!"

The attending doctor wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

...

s laboratory.

Song Hua has been working continuously for eight hours.

Li Weiwei was helping.

He was a little worried. In the past eight hours, Song Hua had not taken any water or even taken a break.

Even a grown man like him felt a little tired, let alone a girl like Song Hua.

Li Weiwei walked to Song Hua and said, "Boss, please take a rest. Leave this place to me for now."

"I'm not tired." Song Hua continued: "Go and observe the cell changes in test tube B, and then make a record, which will be used in the meeting tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay." Li Weiwei nodded.

The two continued to be busy in the laboratory.

In the blink of an eye, another three hours passed.

Song Hua finally walked out of the laboratory.

She took off her lab coat, and Meira immediately handed her a cup of milk tea, "Brother Hua, thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you." Song Hua took the milk tea and took a big sip. She suddenly felt like she was alive again.

The only way to relieve worries is milk tea!

Meira looked at Song Hua with a look of envy in her eyes, "Brother Hua, you drink milk tea every day, why don't you look fat?"

When she drank milk tea, she felt like she was blowing up a balloon.

But Song Hua didn't look fat at all.

Hearing this, Song Hua smiled slightly and said, "If you insist on getting up early every day and exercising for an hour, you don't have to be fat."

Meira immediately shook her head, "No, no, no, I can't hold on."

Song Hua gets up on time at 5:30 every morning.

Meera also tried to persevere.

In the first three days, she could still insist on getting up at 5:30 every day, and then it became 6:30, 7:30, 8:30...

In the end, when there were no classes or experiments, I almost stopped getting up.

I lay down in the dormitory for half a day.

At the same time, this is what she admires most about Song Hua.

Song Hua drank half the cup of milk tea in one breath, "Then there's nothing I can do. There is a saying in China that you can't have your cake and eat it too."

After saying that, Song Hua seemed to remember something, "Did you say someone was looking for me in the afternoon?"

"Well," Meira nodded, "you were too busy at that time, so I asked them to come back at one o'clock tomorrow afternoon. There were three people in total, a middle-aged couple from China, and a person from P, who seemed to be

I have something very important to tell you, and I don’t think they are joking, so I postponed the time until tomorrow afternoon.”

It just so happens that Song Hua has no plans tomorrow afternoon.

One o'clock is just right.

"Okay." Song Hua nodded slightly.

The next day came in the blink of an eye.

Half past ten in the morning.

Xisha took Jiang’s parents to Jingzhou University.

But they did not enter the laboratory.

Instead, he has been waiting in the pavilion on campus.

It was not yet one o'clock, and they were afraid of disturbing other people if they entered the laboratory directly.

Father Jiang kept looking at his watch.

It's also very strange.

Time that usually slips away in a flash, but today passed extremely slowly.

At this moment, Meira, who was passing by, saw the three people in the pavilion and walked over in surprise, "Didn't we agree to meet at one o'clock? Why did you arrive so early!"

It's not even eleven o'clock yet.

"We're afraid we'll be late. Miss Song is waiting anxiously." Xisha replied.

Seeing Meila coming over, the Jiang family's parents immediately stood up.

Meira looked at her watch and then said: "It's still early now, you must not have eaten yet? Come with me to the cafeteria to have a meal first."

Xisha quickly refused, "No, no, we just ate it."

"Have you really eaten it?" Meera asked.

Kyochow University requires a campus card to get food from the cafeteria.

Xisha nodded, "I really did. Thank you for your concern."

Meira continued: "Then you go to the lounge and wait! It's too hot outside!"

Today’s temperature on Kyushu Island is as high as 38 degrees.

"OK."

Xisha took Jiang's parents to the lounge.

Twelve fifty.

Song Hua and Meira came to the lounge.

Although they were far apart, Xisha still saw Song Hua at a glance, and immediately turned around to remind Jiang's parents in a low voice, "Uncle and aunt, Miss Song is here."

Hearing these words, the Jiang family's parents immediately cheered up.

"Where is it?" Jiang's mother asked.

Xisha continued: "The pretty girl next to Meira in the direction of the door is Miss Song."

Jiang's parents looked towards the door.

With just one glance, they saw Song Hua standing next to Meira.

Nothing else.

It's all because Song Hua's looks are so outstanding and her temperament is so extraordinary that people can't ignore her even if they want to.

Jiang's mother couldn't help but sigh, "Oh my god, Miss Song is so beautiful!"

Her knowledge is limited and she can't think of other words to describe Song Hua.

For a moment, there were only two words in front of Jiang's mother's eyes.

Fairy.

She was simply more beautiful than the actors she had seen on TV.

A moment.

Meila took Song Hua and walked to Xisha and others.

"Miss Song, Miss Meira."

Xisha immediately stood up and said hello.

"Miss Song, do you still remember me? I am Xisha. We met on the cruise ship before. I listened to your advice and avoided the shipwreck."

"Remember," Song Hua nodded slightly, "Hello."

Xisha was a little excited, she didn't expect that she could still be remembered by the goddess!

But Xisha also knew that now was not the time to get excited, so she turned to look at Jiang's parents, and then said: "Uncle and aunt, this is Miss Song."

Jiang's mother wanted to stretch out her hand to shake Song Hua's hand, but felt that her hands were too dirty. She wiped them on the corner of her clothes and wanted to extend her hands, but was too embarrassed to do so.

After all, Song Hua is like a fairy in her eyes.

At this moment, Song Hua took the initiative to reach out to her, "Hello, I'm Song Hua. What do you want to do with me?"

Very standard Mandarin.

The tone is clear and light, like the breeze in April in the world, refreshing.

In an instant, Jiang's mother forgot all her embarrassment and stretched out her hand to hold Song Hua's hand, "Hello, Miss Song, I am Jiang Xiaoting's mother...Wang, Wang Cuihong."

Because she was so nervous, Jiang's mother even spoke with an accent.

In order not to embarrass her daughter when she goes out, she has practiced Mandarin for three years following TV. When she talks to others, she doesn't have any accent at all.
To be continued...