Chapter 546

"Saving the dying and healing the wounded is meaningful in itself, isn't it?" The mirror closed the book and looked up at Bo YuXun.

"Are you finished?"

Bo YuXun touched his nose: "sorry to keep you waiting so long."

The mirror pushed the lunch box in front of him.

"What?" Bo YuXun opened it as he asked.

"Dumplings? Chicken soup? Chicken legs?"

Bo YuXun said with a smile, "you came all the way to the hospital so late to deliver food to me? Just let the servant go. Your body has just lost too much blood. You should have a good rest. Besides, I have already eaten..."

Before he finished, his stomach rang.

There was a momentary stagnation in the air in the office.

Bo YuXun scratched his head in embarrassment: "well, after a long time, I'm hungry again. It's really time to come."

The mirror didn't expose him, so he took out a pair of clean chopsticks and handed them to him.

"Director Bo, I need your signature." Lin Xuyang knocked on the door and came in.

When Bo YuXun signed, Lin Xuyang said, "director Bo is really happy. There are family members to deliver dinner so late."

Mingjing handed him a box of dumplings with two chicken legs on it, "Dr. Kobayashi."

Lin Xuyang pointed to himself incredulously: "do I have it, too?"

Bo YuXun reached out and grabbed it; "No, give it to me."

Lin Xuyang quickly stepped back: "I eat, I eat."

Bo YuXun snorted, "not everyone has this luck. You're lucky to eat the dumplings made by my niece."

Lin Xuyang smiled: "more miss Mingjing and more director Bo."

Then he hurried out with his lunch box.

Lin Xuyang couldn't wait to open the lunch box. He swore that he had never seen such beautiful dumplings. They were like works of art. He was not willing to eat them at all. A smell of beef mixed with the smell of coriander came to his nose. Lin Xuyang took a bite, chewed slowly, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"It's delicious, too."

What kind of fairy dumpling is this.

"Wait, what did director Bo just say? Niece?"

Lin Xuyang later found something wrong. "Is Mingjing director Bo's niece?"

He thought they were lovers. CP knocked on the head and almost made a joke.

Lin Xuyang took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the dumplings and chicken legs, posted it on the microblog, and wrote: it's so happy to eat the dumplings made by the goddess [struggle].

He studied clinical medicine and had the opportunity of internship rotation for one year after graduating from senior year. Those of his classmates who had the means went to find powerful tutors and those who had no means waited for school assignment. He accidentally heard from a teacher that the headmaster was taking graduate students with Bo YuXun. Bo YuXun graduated from this school. Up to now, his photo is still hanging on the honor wall of the school, which is a great legend of the school, His title of professor has been kept by the University for many years. Only when he returns from abroad, Bo YuXun must form a team to do scientific research projects. Recruiting postgraduates is the simplest and labor-saving way.

Bo YuXun agreed, but the condition was that people should choose by themselves and the school could not interfere.

Bo YuXun has always been his idol. Every journal and paper he publishes abroad is regarded as the standard. His wish is to become a surgeon as powerful as Bo YuXun in the future. Therefore, after hearing that Bo YuXun recruited postgraduates, he signed up at the first time. His excellent school performance really made Bo YuXun notice him and successfully came to doctor Bo and became his assistant, But it's just an internship assistant. Whether you can stay for graduate students in the future needs to be investigated.

After the news spread in the school, I don't know how many people envy, envy and hate him. They beat around the Bush and asked him about ways to join Professor Bo's team. Lin Xuyang was very disturbed.

Now everyone knows that Professor Bo is a big winner in the medical field. If he can worship in his name and follow his master's degree and doctor's degree to do clinical research, the road of medicine has been half successful.

Even if he doesn't study as a graduate student of Professor Bo in the future, he has benefited a lot from his internship experience for a lifetime.

Eating dumplings, Lin Xuyang thought that he must work hard to make Professor Bo accept him.

Microblogging soon produced many comments. At school, Lin Xuyang was also the most popular school grass. He loved playing basketball and sharing delicious food. Microblogging had 100000 fans.

——Who is the goddess of Yang Yang? Is that me

——Wow, the dumplings made by the goddess herself must be delicious. Yangyang is really blessed.

——Does Yang Yang have a girlfriend? [broken heart]

——I heard that you were a graduate student of Professor Bo. You are a great senior. You have become a legend of our school. Is Professor Bo very strict? I heard one senior say that he doesn't like to laugh.

Under this comment, many comments from the medical students of the Department were soon gathered, all expressing their feelings for Lin Xuyang's good luck and the longing for Dr. Bo.

Lin Xuyang knew there must be a lot of private letters now without opening the backstage.

At this time, a wechat message pops out, Yang Chong - have you made a girlfriend?

Lin Xuyang took a sip of chicken soup. Seeing the news, he almost choked and coughed several times. He replied that he would go together all his life. Who would take off the bill first and who would be the dog.

——I see your microblog. Aren't you making girlfriends? Don't lie to your brother.

——Goddess, do you understand? Do you want to take off the moon in the sky? It's a fool's dream. I brazenly rubbed the dumplings.

——Oh, well, just now Xu Nan asked me if you've made a new girlfriend. I think she's still thinking about you. Don't you think?

Lin Xuyang sneered and typed quickly - if you are my brother, don't mention the name in front of me in the future.

——OK, you are now professor Bo's proud disciple. Do you know whether Professor Bo still recruits graduate students? There are a lot of people staring at this position in our college. You should be careful.

——Professor Bo only looks at strength. As long as he has strength, he will naturally have a chance. Don't say it. I'm going to be busy.

Lin Xuyang quickly hung up the phone and went to work after eating dumplings.

Bo YuXun couldn't help but stretch out his thumb: "this is the best dumpling I've ever eaten, and the chef of Dechang building can't compare it."

Mingjing scooped a bowl of chicken soup and put it in front of him: "eat slowly."

Bo YuXun drank chicken soup to moisten his throat. He only felt comfortable and powerful, and all his fatigue was swept away.

Bo YuXun ate up more than 60 dumplings in one breath. He still felt that he was not satisfied.

Mingjing was stunned. "Are you... Your stomach okay?"

Bo YuXun rubbed his stomach, frowned and said, "it's a little uncomfortable."

The mirror was speechless and couldn't help laughing: "you are really..."

The mirror pulled his left hand and gently massaged Hegu and Laogong.

Bo YuXun collapsed on the sofa and looked at the girl with low eyebrows and eyes under the light. Her eyes were a little bleary.

"Have you seen your mother?"

The hand that bright mirror massages is a meal, eyelid drops slightly, faint way: "ever seen."

When ah Yu died, she was four years old. She probably had some memories.

"Your eyes are like your mother."

He has only seen photos. Jiang Yu, whose words are piled up, is a decisive and thoughtful agent. No, it should be said that she is a killer kept by Jiang Chunlan. The sharpest knife in her hand.

However, Jiang Yu in the photo is a woman with a pair of gentle eyes, which is very similar to the eyes of the mirror. It is the same tenderness, but Jiang Yu's tenderness is more tolerant, while the tenderness of the mirror is more transparent.

Just looking at the photos of Jiang Yu, it's hard to imagine that she will be the rain god of WT, the female devil who kills people without blinking an eye.

Bo YuXun has been thinking that she was sent by Jiang Chunlan to go undercover around ran Bowen. What kind of attitude did she have towards ran Bowen, why she gave birth to a child with ran Bowen, whether ran Bowen bullied her, or she made concessions for her task, and finally she killed ran Bowen herself.

How painful would it be for a woman to kill her child's father?

At the bottom of Bo YuXun's heart, he couldn't help feeling a trace of pity.

If he could work harder, break Jiang Chunlan's plot and find ah Yu as soon as possible, wouldn't her tragedy be staged.

Mingjing can also have a healthy and happy childhood. It doesn't need to see through the world of mortals prematurely and have no desire.

"Ah, it hurts..." Bo YuXun suddenly screamed, Mingjing suddenly increased the massage force, and his brain was in pain.

"Food accumulation is serious. The drugstore is off duty at this point. I'll buy it outside." The mirror picked up his bag and got up.

After two steps, she turned around, "her death has nothing to do with you, so there's nothing to blame. It's the fault of the bad guys. Let's think about how to let the bad guys get their due punishment and comfort her spirit in heaven."

Turn around and leave.

Bo YuXun was stunned, shaking his head and laughing.

She always thinks of others like this. Ah Yu, do you see? Your daughter is so excellent.

My brother will take good care of her in the future and never let her suffer any injustice. You can smile.

Mingjing is right. Remorse and guilt are meaningless. The dead have passed away. Only by letting the bad guys get their due punishment can we comfort the spirits of those who have died in vain.

This time, he had to ask Jiang Chunlan not to turn over again.

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Mingjing went out of the hospital. A drugstore diagonally opposite was on. Mingjing walked across the overpass and walked slowly up the stairs.

Late at night, the overpass was empty. The bridge got off and sped away.

After buying medicine, Mingjing stepped onto the overpass again. There was an extra shadow on the originally empty overpass.

The man gathered in the dark, and occasionally the light flashed past, reflecting the slender silhouette of the man.

In a car under the bridge, the window was half down, and the smoke between the man's fingers had burned to the end.

The man stared at the figure on the overpass and clenched his teeth: "Nighthawk."

The mirror walked slowly. At the moment of passing, the man suddenly shot his hand. The mirror's head deviated. The man's hand flew past the mirror's side face. The wind blew a strand of hair on the mirror's temples and flew silently in the night wind.

The man made a quick backhand attack. Mingjing suddenly gave up resistance without any warning. The next moment, the man's five fingers clasped Mingjing's slender neck. Under the great disparity of strength, it seemed as if her neck would break when the man gently moved his hand.

He is like an eagle spreading its wings, and she is like a weak rabbit. The result is self-evident.

The man's pupil suddenly shrunk and turned around, and the mirror's waist hit the cold railing of the overpass.

The curled hair flowed like water, and under the body was the road with water like a dragon. The hair danced and flew in the wind, and the girl's face was thrilling in the night.

A smile floated on his lips, gentle and charming, "if you want to kill me, why save me?"

Her neck was so thin and fragile that he was afraid of breaking it accidentally. He couldn't help but pull back. The subtle feeling of skin contact made his heart tremble unspeakably.

"You're not her daughter. Who the hell are you?"

It is impossible for Jiang Yu to have had a child, let alone with ran Bowen.

"Who am I?" The girl's eyes were confused. The Nighthawk looked at these eyes and the whole person was going crazy.

"Ah Yu."

He suddenly released his hand and suddenly hugged the mirror.

The broad chest completely shrouded the whole girl. During the period, it was impervious.

Inside the car, the atmosphere is a little stagnant.

Ye Jian secretly shrinks his head, and the atmosphere doesn't dare to breathe.

The sound of a loaded bullet.

Ye Jiansheng was afraid that Lord Xiao would go up on impulse and shoot the man dead.

The night wind blew by her ears and she heard a strong heartbeat.

"She's dead. I'm the mirror."

Her response was a tight hug.

Mingjing is helpless. Jiang Yu once longed for a hug, but it is Jiang Yu who has died.

And now the mirror, do not need.