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A bowl of chicken noodle soup

There is a small one in the south, the main entrance.

Lin Hui let go of Yuan Haoyan's fleshy hand and handed him five Naxi coins.

The money is enough to buy a three-meat and two-vegetarian lunch, plus a carton of milk and a not-so-expensive snack. However, Yuan Haoyan's child has excellent grades and all miscellaneous fees during school are free - the school will give him snacks.

. Various seasoned dried meats, dried fish, dried vegetables and dried fruits, which will not be repeated throughout the week. Therefore, he will use the money to take the bus, and the remaining part will not be spent casually, but will be saved.

.

Almost everyone entering and exiting the school would stop and say hello to Yuan Haoyan.

In my memory, my little cousin always had many friends, and the children were all willing to play with him.

but……

Lin Hui glanced at her little cousin: "Is your circle of friends too wide?"

Yuan Haoyan said modestly: "It's just so so."

"The boy you just greeted is over 1.7 meters tall. Is he in sixth grade? Is he also willing to make friends with you?"

"Not in the sixth grade! He is Hongda, who is in the third grade of junior high school next door."

"I'm not interested in his name."

"Are you interested in how we met?"

Lin Hui: "..."

Lin Hui waved to him: "Hurry in, you will be late soon."

"How about I ask for leave."

"Why?"

Because you look so bad... "I want to go to the hospital to visit my grandparents."

In my memory, my grandfather was a grumpy old man who attached great importance to his children's learning.

Lin Hui chuckled: "Do you want your butt to blossom?"

This time it was Yuan Haoyan's turn to remain silent.

The two parted at the school gate, and Lin Hui took the City Ring Bus No. 2 to the Affiliated Hospital of Tianfu Third Medical College.

The largest hospital in the southern city is squeezed in the middle of a bunch of dilapidated old buildings. The telephone poles at the entrance are covered with small advertisements. They specialize in treating ailments. They are effective in curing ailments and psoriasis. We have a way...

...The small square of the hospital has long been occupied by layers of old newspapers. People use them to cushion their buttocks, or put them under their bodies, or sit or lie down. At a glance, there is not a single empty seat or person in front of the hospital.

As soon as we left, another person came to fill in. Just like a popular scenic spot during holidays, just passing through has become quite difficult.

One-third of the people here are patients, waiting in line for treatment; one-third are scalpers, reselling expert accounts; and one-third of the sources are relatively confusing.

For example, the man whose elbow hit Lin Hui's wrist belongs to the last third.

"Pah——"

Lin Hui's wallet fell to the ground.

The man squatted down, picked up the wallet, opened it in front of her, rummaged through it, took out all the Naxi coins inside, and put them into his pocket. Finally, he threw the empty wallet back to the ground with a look of disdain.

, "Poor guy."

Lin Hui: "..."

What a beautiful city, what excellent public security... This hot chicken game is simply nonsense! She learned from Zhuang Zhenzhen’s memory that the public security in the entire Naxi Federation is quite bad.

If a young woman like her goes out with a bag of cash in her arms, she will definitely be robbed.

This is Zhuang Zhenzhen's internship hospital. She can't be robbed every day when she goes to work, so she has measures to deal with it.

"Sir, I am a doctor."

Lin Hui stretched out her hand to stop the man.

"From this hospital?"

With a gloomy expression on his face, the man saw Lin Hui nodding, reluctantly returned the money he robbed her to, and walked away.

This means that rabbits don't eat the grass beside their nests, and robbing hospital staff will easily lead to severe crackdowns from the Public Security Department.

Lin Hui picked up her wallet and walked into the hospital.

As she walked through the outpatient department building, a young man in a white coat took the time to greet her: "Junior sister, you are back."

Zhuang Zhenzhen didn't take any money, and worked hard in most of the hospital's departments for nearly a year. He accumulated a lot of connections with his beautiful appearance and gentle personality.

There is no way to accompany the two elderly people all day long, so acquaintances in the department will pay more attention and care for her.

Although she has not officially joined the job, family members still receive some discounts for medical treatment.

"Senior Brother Zhang, good morning."

Brother Zhang is a thirty-year-old sonographer who has a natural tendency to care about beautiful things. He asked with concern: "You look so bad, do you want a physical examination?"

Lin Hui rejected his kindness.

She stayed in the inpatient department until noon, when she was driven out of the hospital by two elderly people.

The hospital was only one street away from Zhuang Zhenzhen's school, so she had her lunch outside the school.

As we all know, most of the restaurants around the school are of high quality, low price, and have large quantities.

What Zhuang Zhenzhen remembers most is a noodle shop. The boss is as willful as the very few second-generation students in college. The latter skip classes whenever they want, while the boss only opens for two days a week. He only does business for fun.

At the same time, it is large in quantity, affordable and delicious.

So much so that Tianfu Third Medical University has been spreading the legend that you can make money by eating in this store. After all, no one knows when the boss will close the store and inherit the family business.

When Lin Hui walked into the store, a charming man with a beard was busy in the kitchen. With a shake of his strong arms, side dishes as thin as paper fell into the soup bowl one after another. Different ingredients were cut into long pieces.

The width is consistent and the size is uniform.

Lin Hui even doubted that there would be any error when measuring with a ruler.

This was the boss, who was very good with a knife. Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and said hello to Lin Hui. This boss, who does business based on emotion, knew most of his regular customers.

"Classmate, what do you want to eat?"

Lin Hui replied, "A bowl of clear soup noodles."

The boss held long wooden chopsticks in his other hand and easily scooped up all the noodles from the boiling water.

Not a single fish slipped through the net.

The piping hot chicken soup is poured over the mounds of noodles, and the rich aroma fills your nostrils.

The noodle bowl was delivered to Lin Hui.

"Classmate, your face."

"What I want is clear soup noodles."

"We only charge for clear soup noodles," the boss said without raising his head: "If I remember correctly, you usually ordered chicken soup noodles in the past. Classmate, there are no obstacles in the world that are insurmountable. Only when you are alive can you have hope."

Lin Hui: "..."

Does she look like she doesn't want to live anymore?

Although it was a misunderstanding, this rare kindness is the reason why the boss has a good reputation among students.

Chicken noodle soup is delicious.

Lin Hui broke into a thin sweat after eating and felt much better immediately.

As she paid and left the noodle shop, a bus happened to stop in front of her - the final stop was her home.

In the noodle shop, the boss who watched her leave put down his knife, took out a cigarette, and lit it. A few minutes later, the cigarette butt was thrown into the trash can.

The boss took out his mobile phone and dialed a number that he could press with his eyes closed. When the call was connected, the noise of a car was heard from the other end. He ordered in a deep voice: "Zhuang Zhenzhen has an eternal statue on his body.

Breathe the pottery statue back. If she has become a professional, kill her."

After hanging up the phone, the boss washed his hands and picked up the knife again. He immersed himself in cutting vegetables and kneading dough. When students came into the store again, he would act like an ordinary boss again. He could not be called enthusiastic or cold inquiring.
Chapter completed!
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