After pondering for a moment, Bo Jingxing smiled as if nothing had happened: "As long as Miss Qin is willing, I am willing to help you prepare for the exam with all my strength."

Qin Yiren blinked and pursed her lips hesitantly.

Normally, with the help of professors from Medical University, even if the graduate students of Medical University are of high value, the learning effect will definitely be twice the result with half the effort.

but……

She was really embarrassed to trouble Bo Jingxing like this, and she had no impression of her four years of knowledge. Even if she really wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination, it would be best to recall the memories of being Huang Qian before talking about them.

"Thank you, Professor Bo, I'll think about it again."

He temporarily declined the other party's invitation. Qin Yiren subconsciously thought that she was a poor student. The evidence was that she started to get sleepy as soon as she got the book...

It is estimated that Huang Qian was able to get into medical school in such a family environment, because she had no way out and could only grit her teeth and hold on.

"Yes." Bo Jingxing nodded slightly, and did not force her to make a decision immediately. He just persuaded him without a trace: "I think the doctor is a very good job, and it is very consistent with your personality when treating diseases and saving people."

Feeling that he was praised, Qin Yiren shook his head quickly: "No, actually, I wanted to be a doctor at the beginning, but I just wanted to find a job and didn't want to start studying from scratch."

However, the medical book is too profound and seems to be a torture.

Bo Jingxing couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "There is nothing wrong with this idea. It's rare to have been close to a medical university. If you really give up on medical treatment, it will be a loss for you and this society."

Sorry to be praised by him, Qin Yiren had to shake her head again and couldn't help but yawn, and her eyes were clearly distinguished with black and white.

no way.

Recently, she was in a period of burnout and sleepiness. Because she had to observe the surgery, she was so nervous that she didn't sleep well last night. It was the limit to survive until now.

But she knew that such behavior was inappropriate, as if she wanted to drive Bo Jingxing away.

It was clearly her who disturbed her dreams, so she must not do anything like burning a bridge across the river!

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind. Qin Yiren decisively closed her mouth and opened her eyes wide to pretend that nothing had happened. "Professor Bo, your students seem to like you very much..."

"Good night, Miss Qin."

Bo Jingxing interrupted her and stood up gracefully and calmly to say goodbye.

"Eh?" Qin Yiren stood up and explained in a panic: "Professor Bo, I didn't mean it..."

"I know." Bo Jingxing stepped out his long legs and walked to the door, looked back and smiled, "It's very late, goodbye."

"……goodbye."

Seeing the man's slender figure disappearing outside the door, Qin Yiren couldn't help but yawn.

Turning back to the bedroom wilted, she once again realized Bo Jing's gentleness in doing good and understanding, and her behavior and behavior were perfect, and she would never let her feel embarrassed or guilty.

Falling on the soft big bed, Qin Yiren subconsciously looked at the door.

After thinking about it, she dragged her tired body and stood up again, carefully locking the door.

Although Miss Yan Rou seemed to give up, she had run into the scene of her cheating, and the other party suspected that she had hidden evidence as a photo in her hand.

If Miss Yan Rou is really the disappearing Yan Shuirou, or is the same cruel and ruthless type as Yan Shuirou, no matter how careful she is, it would be impossible to exaggerate.

Closed his eyes, Qin Yiren fell asleep quickly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the door located in the corridor was rustling.

Someone took the door card, swiped open the door, and tiptoed to push the door open.

If Qin Yiren was awake at this moment, even if the light in the room was dark, she could recognize the identity of this person at a glance.

It's not someone else, it's Miss Yanrou who has returned.

With the dim night lights, she quickly searched for this business suite and walked towards Qin Yiren's bedroom with clear goals.

He raised his hand and grabbed the door handle and tried to twist it, but the door didn't move at all.

For this door that is locked from the inside, the door card is not used for any purpose.

Frowning irritably, Yan Shuirou did not dare to smash the door and break in. She returned to the small living room silently and accidentally saw Qin Yiren's cell phone falling on the sofa.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she walked up to pick up her phone. She wanted to delete the possible photos, but without Qin Yiren's boot password, she couldn't open the phone at all.

Holding the phone and thinking for a while, Yan Shuirou looked up at the locked bedroom door, smiled coldly, and did not choose to take the phone away, but threw it into the teapot and soaked it well.

A bath.

Imagine Qin Yiren's fear when she discovered this phone, Yan Shuirou left the room in a good mood, indirectly achieving the goal of intimidating the other party not to speak nonsense.

She had no favoritism for Qin Yiren, and was very disgusted to it to be precise.

It’s not because Qin Yiren has done anything bad to her, but Qin Yiren is Yan Xiaye’s friend, and she simply hates the house and the mistress.

...

The next day.

It was dawn, and Qin Yiren moaned painfully in her dream and woke up with cold sweat.

Looking at the strange ceiling above, she took a moment to remember the causes and consequences, and raised her hand to hold the severely painful forehead.

Perhaps it was the operation yesterday that brought unexpected stimulation to her that Qin Yiren had a related dream for several hours.

In the dream, she was no longer an audience member through a glass, but a doctor holding a scalpel.

Looking down at his fair and soft hands, Qin Yiren tried to hold a scalpel, recalling the fragments of his dreams, and finding that kind of ease with ease.

Could it be...

Is Huang Qian, or she used to be a very powerful doctor?

With a complicated mood, Qin Yiren lowered her eyes, and tried hard to get those messy scenes related to Yan Xiaye.

Unfortunately, this dream is made with her herself as the protagonist.

The patient's face was blurred, and there seemed to be no Yan Xiaye's existence.

Even so, this dream confirmed Qin Yiren's conjecture. As long as she continues to contact her past life, she can stimulate her memory recovery to the greatest extent.

Just watching outside can make her dream for several hours...

If she could put on her uniform and stand in front of the operating table, would it have a better effect?

While this question emerged in her mind, Reason had already given her a positive answer.

He raised his hand and touched his thirsty throat. Qin Yiren lifted the quilt and prepared to pour a glass of water into the living room, thinking about the possibility of participating in the operation.

According to her current level of being less than half awesome, it is definitely impossible to be an surgeon.
Chapter completed!