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The woman standing next to the old man surnamed Pei was wearing a khaki long down jacket. She was slender, with long dark curly hair spread in front of her. She had curved eyebrows and bright eyes, slightly pursed red lips, and said with a somewhat forced smile,

"Yancheng, long time no see."

Feng Yancheng nodded coldly and just replied,

"Sister Pei Xuan."

Seeing the alienated attitude of the person in front of her, Pei Xuan's expression was slightly sad. She was silent before speaking,

"Yancheng, I came back this time to take my teacher to see your illness."

As he spoke, he introduced a lean man on the other side to Feng Yancheng, who was the person Jiang Xueyi bumped into before.

"This is Mr. Matsuura. He is a very famous teacher in the medical organization of country A, and he is also an expert in genetic cytology. He is very knowledgeable about your disease. I invited Mr. Matsuura here this time just to ask him to help. Take a look."

Speaking of this, even Grandpa Feng looked over. His son and daughter-in-law were no longer here, and he only had a grandson who was in poor health. Naturally, he paid special attention to it.

"Sister Pei Xuan, you don't know that I'm almost cured of my illness when you're not at home. Please worry about me this time."

Pei Xuan was slightly surprised,

"All right?"

She had been involved in the treatment of Feng Yancheng's disease for a long time, and could only keep recuperating. It was impossible to cure him completely.She knew that Feng Yancheng had been using traditional Chinese medicine to stabilize his condition, but when it came to recovery, even Mr. Wang from Yu Yaofang didn't dare to say that he could achieve it.

"Yeah, good luck."

Hearing Feng Yancheng's words, Pei Xuan covered the lost light in her eyes and smiled again,

"It's good that you're fine, but since Mr. Matsuura is here, you can come over and let him have a look if you have the chance."

Feng Yancheng just nodded and did not speak. On the other hand, Mr. Matsuura walked over with a smile. He was lean, short, somewhat bald, with a narrow face and a high nose. He had a typical appearance from the R country, and spoke Chinese that he was not very proficient in. explain,

"Professor Feng, I've heard your name for a long time, my surname is Matsuura. I'm glad to meet you. I'm also very interested in your condition. If I have the chance, I still want to study it."

"I appreciate Mr. Matsuura's kindness. I would be honored if given the opportunity."

Feng Yancheng's tone was modest, with a cold politeness on his face.

"Okay, when will you go back?"

Grandpa Feng interrupted them and asked Feng Yancheng.

"We will go back as soon as we send the little girl to the hotel."

"Hotel? How can a hotel be as comfortable as staying at home? I will come back with the little girl later."

After hearing Feng Yancheng's answer, Grandpa Feng gave him a serious look and led the others away first. Looking over carefully, he saw that his steps were much brisker.

"Your grandpa is quite interesting."

Looking at the retreating figure, Jiang Xueyi said again with a sly smile on her face,

"That's it, suitor? Why didn't I know?"

Feng Yancheng patted her head, with a serious look in his eyes, and said in a calm voice,

"You're still little, I'll wait in line first and wait until you're older."

Jiang Xueyi blinked and asked jokingly,

"When did you grow up?"

"After graduation!"

Hearing Feng Yancheng's solemn answer with a magnetic voice, Jiang Xueyi thought for a moment and said seriously,

"After graduating from high school, I will graduate from college. I may take the postgraduate entrance examination, and maybe study for a doctorate. Let me do the math. How old will you be by then? Hey, if you are too old, you may be passed by me. It seems that you have no hope. Got it!"

Feng Yancheng's eyes gradually darkened, and his cold face was particularly serious.

"No matter how long it takes, I can wait. I will be the best person around you and won't let you have the chance to fall in love with someone else."

Jiang Xueyi burst out laughing, her eyebrows slightly raised, and her lips filled with a joyful smile.

"Just kidding, but you have to behave well, Professor Feng."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward, his hair shimmering in the sunlight.

The fading sounds in the alleys in winter are still clearly audible,

"Really old?"

"Not old, not old at all."

"I might get really old in the future."

"You are so handsome. You are so old. You are also an old handsome guy."

"Isn't it popular to have fresh meat now?"

"Really, then I still like little fresh meat!"

"No, I mean, you are still young, study hard."

"whispering sound!"

***

Hotel entrance

Feng Yancheng sent Jiang Xueyi to the downstairs of the hotel and handed her the hot milk tea he just bought. Jiang Xueyi took the milk tea. The warm warmth just melted away the coldness of winter. She held the milk tea cup in both hands. He said jokingly, "Why, you really won't take me back!"

Feng Yancheng arranged the scarf he put on her just after getting off the car, and then he spoke leisurely,

"I feel a little regretful now. I shouldn't worry about you living too far away because you have an exam tomorrow."

Jiang Xueyi held his hand that was still being sorted and smiled softly,

"There's no point regretting it now, I'm in."

Feng Yancheng's low voice sounded,

"I'll come and pick you up tomorrow morning for your exam."

Jiang Xueyi let go of her hand, waved to him, and walked towards the hotel. A clear voice came, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Leaving the man alone looking at the girl's back, Feng Yancheng rubbed his hands that seemed to be a little hot, feeling the abnormally beating heart in his chest, and chuckled.

As soon as Feng Yancheng stepped into the house, he saw an old man sitting on the sofa in the living room, pretending to read the newspaper, and looking at the door from time to time.

Seeing his grandson approaching, Feng Laoqing coughed and glanced behind him through the newspaper before turning back and continuing to read the newspaper.

As a result, the grandson was almost in front of him and no other footsteps were heard.

Feng Laocai put down the newspaper, looked at Feng Yancheng with squinted eyes, and asked in a bad tone,

"What about the little girl?"

Feng Yancheng walked to the side and sat down, poured himself another cup of tea before answering unhurriedly,

"Sent back to the hotel."

Mr. Feng was anxious, "Our Feng family has no place to live. Is it safe to let our little girl stay in a hotel alone? With your status, how can you catch up with me? Do you want to be a bachelor for the rest of your life?"

Seeing the old man's angry look, Feng Yancheng said helplessly,

"Grandpa, she has an exam tomorrow. Our home is too far away from the exam venue, so it's inconvenient to go back and forth."

Mr. Feng looked at the only grandson in front of him with some doubts.

"Really? What test?"

Feng Yancheng took another sip of water before speaking,

"National Competitive Examination."

"This time is not the time for your school's competition, right?"

Feng Lao thought for a while and said with some doubts.

Feng Yancheng said calmly,

"High school."

Feng Lao stood up immediately, feeling that he might not have heard clearly, so he asked again, "What did you just say?"

Feng Yancheng said again as expected, "Grandpa, you heard me right, from high school."

Mr. Feng raised the crutch next to him and smashed it over, "What did you say? Say it again? How can a man of your age have the nerve to let an old cow eat young grass?"

A crutch fell firmly on Feng Yancheng's back. Mr. Feng withdrew his hand, angrily slammed the crutch on the ground, and gasped,

"Are you stupid? You don't know how to hide anymore?"

Feng Yancheng helplessly helped the old man sit on the sofa, "Grandpa, don't worry, she's still young, I know what's appropriate, and besides, I haven't even succeeded yet!"

Mr. Feng looked at him with hatred, "In the past, you only studied your studies and your research, and no girl would even take a look at it. Now that you understand, why are you so shameless? You are such a good little girl." , I was targeted by you."