The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"Go along here and you'll find the exit."

Ye Xuewei brought Tang Jiao to the place where the two met, pointed to the turning in front, and after saying that, she was ready to leave.

Tang Jiao called her: "Ye Xuewei!"

Ye Xuewei's mouth twitched and she glanced at Tang Jiao, "I'm not deaf."

Tang Jiao was embarrassed and said at the top of his lungs that he was used to it and didn't come back for a while.

She smiled sheepishly, looked at Ye Xuewei and said seriously:

"Thank you very much today. These are very important to me and you helped me a lot."

Ye Xuewei said indifferently: "I said it's not necessary, it's just a business."

Tang Jiao didn't care about her attitude, smiled and thanked her, and prepared to leave.

But Ye Xuewei suddenly said: "If you take the pharmacology test, you can't beat me."

Tang Jiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously.

"Yes, your medicine is very powerful."

Ye Xuewei simply punched the cotton with a punch, mumbled the words "heartless" in her mouth, turned around and walked away to the other side.

Tang Jiao heard it, but he wasn't worried at all.

Looking at Ye Xuewei's arrogant back, she suddenly felt that she was not jealous as Wan Meimei had mistakenly thought.

More like a stubborn person who never admits defeat.

It is not surprising that a student with excellent grades wants to do better in the field he likes and wants to be the first.

Although Tang Jiao has been desperately participating in various competitions and projects, maxing out her grades, all in order to get competition bonuses and scholarships to use for tuition and living expenses, who can say that she doesn't want to win.

She also wants to win, to become excellent, and to stand at a higher place.

It would be best... to be in Xiao Jingchuan where you can see her at a glance.

Tang Jiao carried four large bags of medicinal materials and walked out with inexplicable fighting spirit.

There seems to be a lot of stuff on hand, but the medicinal materials are not weighed, and they are not very heavy to carry. Especially after two bags are made into coarse powder, the size is much smaller, and it is not so strenuous to hold.

It was almost 5 o'clock, and there were many people waiting for the bus outside the market.

Tang Jiao simply planned to walk outside for a while and take a taxi where there were less people.

As soon as she turned the corner, she saw a stall selling fragrant pears, the kind that the old lady had given her in the afternoon.

The sweet feeling in his mouth seemed to well up again. Tang Ziao immediately knelt down, bought a small bag and took it away.

People with a weak stomach should not eat more pears as they are cold in nature.But it is very suitable to make sugar water with cut apples, delicious and nourishing to the stomach!

Tang Jiao walked forward carrying large bags, thinking about how to take care of Xiao Jingchuan's stomach in the future. She had little knowledge of nutrition and stomach problems, so she still needed to find someone to introduce her to some books. Just watch.

"Hey, sir, are you okay?!"

"Ouch! What's wrong? This is it!"

Suddenly there was a loud exclamation from ahead.

Tang Jiao looked up and saw several people gathered around the flower bed in front of him. It seemed that someone had fainted.

She quickly dragged her things and ran over quickly.

"Please, please, let me take a look."

Tang Jiao squeezed through the crowd and found a man kneeling on the ground, trembling violently.

Tang Jiao quickly put the things in his hands on the ground and squatted down to check.

"Sir, sir, can you hear me?"

The man seemed to be in a semi-coma state. He looked about 35-[-] years old and had a somewhat feminine appearance. At this moment, his face was very pale, his face was covered in sweat, and his limbs were still twitching and trembling.

Tang Jiao suddenly made a preliminary judgment.

She raised her hand and touched the pulse point on the side of the man's neck with two fingers. Her pulse was very fast, she was sweating profusely, had chills, and her lips were white.

Then he reached out to the man's half-closed eyes and opened his eyelids to observe.

"How's it going? Is it epilepsy?"

"No, is this a cerebral infarction? Little girl, are you a doctor?"

"Yeah, he looks like he's good at studying."

The enthusiastic people watching around were poking their heads and talking a lot.

After Tang Jiao checked it, he let out a sigh of relief.

It's hypoglycemia, but the symptoms seem a bit serious.

"Is there any candy? Does anyone have any candy? Please spread it out and let the air circulate."

She raised her head and asked quickly, waving people away.

Everyone shook their heads and spread out in cooperation.

At this time, the man had twitched and collapsed completely on his side.

"Ouch!!! I fainted! Little girl, will someone die?"

Tang Jiao didn't bother to answer and shouted, "Please call 120!" while reaching out and grabbing the bag of pears.

He reached out and took out a pear, smashed it hard on the ground, and the abundant juice immediately splashed out.

She broke open the cracked pear and pressed the man's trembling and cold chin hard, trying to squeeze the pear juice in. Unfortunately, the man seemed to be very resistant in his semi-conscious state and clenched his teeth tightly.

She shouted loudly without raising her head: "Someone help open his mouth!"

Everyone was hesitant and reluctant, but a Mediterranean man stepped forward.

"I come!"

The two worked together and finally squeezed half of the pear juice into the man's mouth.

It didn't take long for the man's twitching to gradually subside.

"Oops! No more smoking!!!"

"Awesome! This pear is so useful!"

Tang Jiao raised his hand to wipe the sweat from the back of his hand and sat back on the ground.

The Mediterranean uncle stood up amidst the praises of the crowd, picked up his fitness circle, and left quickly as if he was hiding his merit and fame.

The aunts and uncles were so surprised that they asked Tang Jiao where he bought this pear, it was so magical.

Tang Jiao waved his hand and said, "He has hypoglycemia. Just replenish the sugar in time. But if you delay for a long time, your life will be in danger."

As he spoke, the man's convulsions had completely subsided and he showed signs of waking up.

Seeing this, the onlookers dispersed one after another.

Only then did Tang Jiao notice the man's appearance.

His hair reaches his shoulders, and he is wearing a pure black silk suit. He looks very restrained and cold, and his hands are tightly covered with shining white gloves.

Very... unique dress.

Maybe it’s some kind of niche style?Or a special occupation?

There were some inconspicuous stains and wrinkles on the front of his clothes. I wonder if they were stained when he fell down.

Tang Jiao was making random guesses in his mind. As soon as his eyes moved to the man's face, he met a pair of narrow, cold, extremely dark and eerie eyes.

Tang Jiao's face didn't show this unexpected glance, but his heart tightened.

It felt like being stared at by a poisonous snake, and it took a long time not to scream.

But the next second, the man's eyes were full of gentle confusion, as if it was just her illusion.

"Where is this..."

Tang Jiao frowned almost imperceptibly.

his voice...

It looked like it had been scratched countless times with a knife and polished several times with sandpaper. It was very scratchy and rough.

It has an inexplicable dark and eerie color, which is very scary. It will inevitably make people feel uncomfortable when listening to it for the first time.

Tang Jiao's eyes unconsciously moved to his neck, which was pale and thin with a few old light scars.

His vocal cords must have been damaged for a long time.