The previous one, Ling Fei, liked reading books very much. He had no partners, so he had to play with himself more. So he practiced the piano, so he read books. It was precisely because he liked reading books and read a lot of books that he could get into the new university.

Is Xincheng University a key university or a school that can rank among the top 20 in the country, which shows how talented Ling Fei is.

Because now two people are actually the same person, Ling Fei also has the interest and desire to read books. Ling Fei walked around and came to the floor of medical books, which are all medical books.

Both Chinese and Western medicine are available. Ling Fei looked at it one by one, occasionally took a look at it or two, shook his head and put it on. These books were too simple for him and had almost no help to him.

"Well?" Suddenly Ling Fei came across a book. It was made of traditional Chinese medicine. There were many traces in it, and there were delicate words written on it. Ling Fei saw that he was correcting the error in the book. He deliberately looked back and there were many such handwritings in this book. Ling Fei was also reading the content carefully, correcting it very accurately, and some details were deeper than he understood.

This made Ling Fei feel a little moved. It seems that there are indeed many capable people in this school.

Because of this discovery, Ling Fei looked at other books and consciously looked at the signs of modification. One afternoon, Ling Fei walked to the other end of the bookshelf, and there were many modified books, all of which were books on traditional Chinese medicine. Some of the modified contents made him gain some benefits.

Ling Fei can tell with these modifications that this person may not be as good as his in terms of medical skills, but he is even more familiar with pharmacology. No matter what strange herbs it is, he has seen them and is familiar with their medicinal effects. He is also extremely familiar with herbs from hundreds of years ago or now.

When he reached the end, Ling Fei rubbed his eyes and looked at it for an afternoon, his eyes were sore. When he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, Ling Fei looked into the distance.

The design of this library is extremely unique. The high-rise buildings have floor-to-ceiling windows, with wide views and good lighting.

Looking at the distance for a long time, Ling Fei withdrew his gaze and turned his head to see the transparent round table placed around him. This is the seating place provided by the school for students to read, and the chairs also thoughtfully use rattan-woven flower basket chairs to make students feel comfortable.

Ling Fei paused suddenly, and not far away, he saw a familiar figure.

Ling Fei smiled slightly and walked over.

A pile of tall books was placed on a transparent glass table. A girl was studying hard, holding a pen in her hand and writing and scratching the books from time to time. She wrote a few words and then opened the other books on the table to compare before she could write.

Ling Fei slowly approached, stared at the girl and wrote and stroked, and after a long time he spoke: "It turned out that you did it."

"Ah?" The girl was startled by the sound behind her. She turned around and saw that it was Ling Fei and patted her chest. But because she was frightened, she was breathing evenly and she was breathing rapidly. Her delicate face turned red and sickly congested. She couldn't help but cough, and she couldn't stop it when she coughed. But because it was in public, the kind girl was afraid of disturbing her and covered her mouth tightly, which made her face even more purple.

Ling Fei's expression changed slightly, and he pointed his hands together, and pointed several large acupoints behind the girl.

"Hu..." The girl's cough suddenly stopped, but the red face could not disappear in an instant. She stared at Ling Fei and looked full of anger. However, because of her excessive shyness, she didn't dare to say a word, so she just stared at Ling Fei and bit her cherry lips, biting her cherry lips.

Ling Fei smiled bitterly: "I know you are weak, but I didn't expect you to be so weak."

"No, it's not intrusive." The shy girl still couldn't say anything blamed. She angrily pissed her mouth and finally put these words on.

Ling Fei pulled up the chair, sat opposite the girl, and shook his head: "Your illness is cured as soon as possible. Your grandfather said that within a year, in my opinion, it may not be so long."

This girl is naturally An Ruoxi.

An Ruoxi pursed her cherry lips lightly, and her delicate face was relieved, and her eyes were flashing calm: "I know." She lowered her head, picked up her pen and wrote a line of beautiful small words in the book: "But there is no way..."

"You haven't tried my solution yet," Ling Fei said.

An Ruoxi shook his head gently: "The disease of Tianhuang originates from the root. Grandpa has tried all the usual methods, and it will not be effective."

Ling Fei looked at An Ruoxi for a moment: "Bi Luo's hand, the green leaves are falling down the yellow spring, which may be called a magical technique. The medical reasons may be based on the root cause, and may be saved."

An Ruoxi still shook her head: "No need, you have no obligation to save me, you have harmed yourself."

Such a kind girl made Ling Fei feel quite fond of her. Like Tang Bingwan, that kindness is what he loves.

Ling Fei did not continue this topic, and glanced over the bookshelf next to him and asked, "I have read a lot of books today, and many traditional Chinese medicine books have been modified. Did you make the modification?"

An Ruoxi was a little shy, and finally recovered his face and climbed up to Xiahong again: "There are many mistakes above. I know that writing and drawing in books is wrong, but medical skills are about life, and I have to do this even if it is not."

Ling Fei smiled faintly: "You did it right."

An Ruoxi was not used to being praised by others. Ling Fei's praise made her bury her head in her chest, and she was embarrassed to look up.

The two were not very familiar with each other and soon fell silent. Ling Fei did not find a topic and An Ruoxi would never speak. Ling Fei looked at An Ruoxi, and An Ruoxi started to explain in detail in the book again, and after writing it, he read the book carefully.

Ling Fei looked at An Ruoxi for a long time and said strangely: "Did you not react at all when I look at you like this?" With An Ruoxi's shy personality, he would be embarrassed under his gaze.

An Ruoxi raised her head gently and showed a shy smile, like a lily, pure white and beautiful: "Because, I don't have time anymore, I have to do more meaningful things in a limited time." After saying that, she lowered her head, "Maybe there won't be many people who have seen the revisions I made in these books, but as long as someone can see it, it will be enough, so that the mistakes they may make in the future will be smaller and better for all patients."

The girl in front of her was simple and kind, completely different from her bloody self. Ling Fei looked at her slender fingers and smiled, and what appeared in her eyes was a sea of ​​corpses and blood...

After sitting for a long time, Ling Fei stood up.

An Ruoxi glanced at Ling Fei and then withdrew her gaze and continued her work. There was really not much time left, so let her life shine in the last moment.

...

"Do you know Yang Zhenyu?" Li Wenruo said happily.

"Well, but it is possible to have a duplicate name, I can't guarantee it." This classmate said.

"Okay, can you take us there? We want to see him?" Qian Yunfei asked.

The classmate shook his head and said, "No, you can't get into the dormitory, but I can let him get down."

"Yes." Qian Yunfei nodded.

"Then I will take you downstairs to the dormitory first, and I will call him down. He should be in the dormitory." The classmate said.

The three of them walked towards the dormitory together.

"Classmate, what is your relationship with Yang Zhenyu?" Li Wenruo asked.

"My name is Xiao Yi, classmate."

Along the way, Qian Yunfei heard people talking about the name Ling Fei from time to time. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Student Xiao Yi, who is that Ling Fei? He was talking about him all the way."

"Yes, I'm curious too." Li Wenruo also said, and just asked Yang Zhenyu, he heard them talking about Ling Fei along the way.

Xiao Yi showed a hint of pride on his face: "Because something big happened to our school today."

"event?"

Xiao Yi was a young man who was good at talking. He immediately told the two of Ling Fei's deeds, such as jumping off the roof and defeating Zhang Kuang's Nan Han people in one move. He couldn't stop saying this, and Ling Fei's various deeds were like beans to tell them to them.

After hearing this, both of them were very excited. They looked like a school-school grass and had the best skills. Xinda is really a talented person. In addition to Yang Zhenyu, there is also Ling Fei.

"Who is better than that Ling Fei and Yang Zhenyu?" Li Wenruo asked. Judging from the skills that Yang Zhenyu showed last time, he was no worse than that Ling Fei. Such skills should be a celebrity in school, so he asked this question.

"Yang Zhenyu?" Xiao Yi laughed after hearing this, "Why is he joking with Ling Fei?"

"Huh?" The two looked at each other. Could it be that they had found the wrong person? Or was Yang Zhenyu deliberately hiding his skills in school?
Chapter completed!