Ben Gong will beat people

"Hey, little apprentice Xiao Lin is here?" Lin Qianhe followed Guan Wen into the workshop, and saw a fat and familiar figure.

"Hello, master." The two greeted the room they entered respectfully at the door.This Professor Chen is nearly 70 years old, he is Lin Qianhe's father's teacher, and he is also one of the talkers in this place.He is also the only person here who can let Lin Qianhe do it without any objection.

Even knowing the difference between Lin Qianhe and Guan Wen, Professor Chen still likes to call her "Xiao Lin's little apprentice".

After all, Lin Qianhe's talent for ancient skills that he showed since he was a child won him a lot.The affiliation with a soft pen is so penetrating, even he himself sighs that it is not as good.

Lin Qianhe observed the scene in the workshop - it seemed that there was a big discovery this time, almost all went out, leaving only Professor Chen and his two or three assistants.I am afraid that the master is worried about handing over the work to others, so he must stay and sort out important materials.

"This time I got the new information about Ranchao, I knew you would come right away." Professor Chen rubbed his hands excitedly, carefully put down a booklet in his hand, and took out two sets of gloves and masks from the cabinet. Pass it to the two.

Putting on the equipment skillfully, he picked up a thinner booklet on the side, and carefully flipped through it.The booklet is made of blue leather and has no special features. The sealing thread has been broken in several places due to the years.

"This is the imperial doctor's private record book?" The private record book is equivalent to the medical record, the difference is that it belongs to an individual and does not need to be entered in the imperial hospital's database.So in such a record book, there are usually many things that cannot be recorded in the history book, mostly the dark side.

As for the private record book of the imperial physician, it is even more exciting.

The book in my hand is the content after I took office, and most of it is the medical history of some high-ranking officials' families.Because she is a queen and has no harem, there are a lot less things recorded.

"I don't know who it is, I just wrote the record book like a diary." Professor Chen carefully repaired the thick book in his hand, but found that the book only recorded the year and date but no signature.

"It's Wang Hui." The one who can record himself means that he has a history of healing himself in his previous life, and there are only a few people who can allow himself to be healed. Lin Qianhe recognized this handwriting in just a few glances.

"Wang Hui? You mean the academician of the Imperial Hospital during the reign of the Empress?" Guan Wen became interested when he heard this.There are not many records about this academician, and most of the materials in the Taiyuan Hospital are dictated, and medical records written by apprentice doctors.As for the prescriptions he wrote, only less than ten have been found so far.

Professor Chen didn't take it seriously: "Wang Hui's authentic works are very few, how can it be so judged at present? You can talk nonsense in front of me, but don't talk like that in front of those stubborn old people."

"Understood." Lin Qianhe nodded obediently.

She doesn't care if others know who it belongs to, as long as she knows it herself.

……

Mo Anning and Zhou Zhaowen walked down the street holding hands after dinner.

The two also wore black baseball caps, and Zhou Zhaowen also wore an extra pair of black sunglasses.After the sun goes down, such a dress can only be more eye-catching.

But in fact, they are not afraid of being discovered by passers-by. After all, they are an aboveboard couple, and the only thing they are afraid of is being surrounded by fans.

Obviously, fans are more sensible.Although Mo Anning heard screams from time to time and all kinds of whispers that were not whispers, no one came up to ask for autographs and group photos.

Mo Anning was taken to the nearest movie theater by Zhou Zhaowen, only to find that she had watched all the recent new movies with Lin Qian and Tang Mi.Under Zhou Zhaowen's inquiry, he really couldn't arouse any interest, so he let him decide.

In the end, he chose a relatively small and fresh literary romance film, and Mo Anning didn't object - last time because the plot was too boring, he fell asleep when the film was about a third of the way through, so try to finish watching it this time!

I bought a ticket for a couple's seat, but Mo Anning felt that although the theater was air-conditioned, wouldn't it be hot for two people to be so close together on the sofa on a hot day?Mo Anning raised his head and glanced at Zhou Zhaowen, who was watching excitedly, stared at the movie screen for a while, and yawned accidentally.

Sure enough, you can't appreciate this kind of art?

Before that, Mo Anning always felt that he was more suitable for small and fresh things, but now it seems that something is not right.Throwing the popcorn into his mouth again and again, Mo Anning felt that he should have chosen that comedy movie just now. Although he had already seen it, it would be good to watch it again.

At least it's better than cheering up now.

When the movie has been broadcast to the time when the male and female leads are giving candy, usually the couples watching the movie will start to feel sticky at this time. This may be the reason why Zhou Zhaowen chose this movie at a glance.Compared to hilarious comedies and screaming horror movies, he felt that this style might be more suitable for Mo Anning.

"An Ning, I...poof—I didn't expect you to be quite cute."

I wanted to take this opportunity to kiss her, but when I turned around, I saw Mo Anning puffed up his cheeks with popcorn, like a hamster preparing food for the winter, he unconsciously reached out and poked her.

It was only then that Mo Anning realized what he had done.Just now, he was just in a daze, and unconsciously stuffed the popcorn into his mouth without chewing, his cheeks naturally puffed up.Chewing the popcorn in his mouth and swallowing it, Mo Anning was a little dissatisfied with the other party's words.

She proudly raised her chin: "Of course I'm cute."

Due to his height, Mo Anning's sitting height was naturally much shorter than Zhou Zhaowen's. When he raised his head, the other party came closer and pressed Mo Anning's lips.Perhaps it was because of eating too much caramel popcorn, Mo Anning's mouth was filled with the taste of caramel, which was sweet and fragrant.

Mo Anning was taken aback for a moment, then felt that the other party's actions were very natural, and responded.

Feeling a slight vibration in his pocket, Mo Anning thought for a few seconds before gently pushing Zhou Zhaowen away and unlocking the phone screen. Luckily, the couple seats cover people like hemispheres, so the light won't disturb the surrounding people. people watching movies.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhaowen was a little unhappy, he grabbed Mo Anning's right hand and refused to let go: "Who is it again?"

Although he asked like this, he knew in his heart that the only ones who could keep in touch with Mo Anning and be taken seriously enough were her good girlfriends besides her family.

She didn't answer, and opened the chat box, and the message was only a few words.

"Have you had fun?"

……

After Lin Qianhe sent the message, he put his phone back in his pocket, and continued to sit on the balcony to enjoy the breeze.Although the weather is still very hot during the day, it is almost autumn after all, and the night wind is still relatively cool.Feeling the coolness, he felt a little cold, but he was too lazy to move, still looking up at the night sky.

The studio where Dad works, or officially called the research institute, is not in the city of his hometown. Lin Qianhe said that he did not actually go home when he said that he went home, and he has no such plan for the time being.Because of his status, he couldn't live in the dormitory of the research institute, so he found a nearby hotel to live in.

After I arrived, I followed Professor Chen and continued to work until after eight o'clock. After returning to the hotel alone, I began to feel empty in my heart.Usually at this time, Mo Anning, who is suspected of suffering from rickets, starts clinging to people and wants to eat fruit.Suddenly being so quiet and alone... I didn't expect that within a few months of living together, this bad habit of being inseparable from Mo Anning would pick up again.

She didn't know why she sent this message.

She thought, at this time, Mo Anning and Zhou Zhaowen are probably still dating outside?Or already went back to the hotel together?Although Mo Anning's thoughts are very conservative, after all, she was already a husband and wife in the last life, so she probably wouldn't care that much.It seems that Zhou Zhaowen has already been identified, and she also intends to marry him in this life.

This message may be redundant, or maybe Mo Anning doesn't even have time to read it.

"call--"

He took a deep breath, but the phone in his pocket vibrated with this breath.

He took out his phone and saw the notification.

"An Ning: Well, what did you eat?"

Lin Qianhe looked up and thought for a while, he didn't seem to have eaten tonight!Thinking of this, the stomach also made a loud noise in cooperation, accompanied by bursts of cramps—if I remember earlier, I called Guan Wen to invite me to dinner, but unfortunately he probably started writing his various reports at this time up.

"I ate beef noodles."

After thinking for a few seconds, he added a few more words: "Two copies."

After being silent with each other for a long time, Lin Qianhe sent another message: "Aren't you coming back tonight?"

"An Ning: Yes."

"It's a rare opportunity to have fun for a few days."

"An Ning: Yes."

Lin Qianhe held the phone in both hands, stared at the screen, and watched Mo Anning's reply over and over again.The dialogue between myself and An Ning is always like this, I am always nagging, and the other party always likes to reply with "um".But no matter how she replied with a single word, Lin Qianhe could still imagine her "hmm" tone and expression when she replied.

It's just that the environment the other party is in now makes her feel inexplicably irritated for a moment.

Suddenly he raised his hand and dropped the phone heavily on the ground.The floor was covered with soft carpet, and the phone was intact, somewhat disappointing Lin Qianhe.He casually picked up the wooden high stool on one side and threw it at the phone again.

A little bit, until the fuselage is dilapidated.

Lin Qianhe bent down and took out the mobile phone card, stuffed it into the back pocket of his jeans, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

The author has something to say:

I am addicted to mobile games and cannot extricate myself ==. . .

Not much fun though. . .