Zhang Ling slept well.

When she woke up, the clock hanging on the opposite wall told her that she must have been late today. Those who would disobey her wishes to send him to the hospital would probably not easily let herself be discharged from the hospital to work now. Then, even if she was absent from work.

What smell was in the ward? The warm rice fragrance mixed with the sweet fragrance of wolfberry and unknown medicine really made Zhang Ling feel a little excited. She also remembered that she had never eaten anything from last night to now. The special care ward is quiet, especially acute gastritis, which is not taken care of by doctors and nurses. It is so quiet that you can hear the boiling stuff rolling and boiling, and the sound of slurry slurry slurry one by one.

Wait, this is the ward, someone is cooking something in the ward? A circle of curtains was pulled around the bed, but if you stretch your head a little, you can see who is sitting on the other side of the window. However, before Zhang Ling could put the plan into effect, the sound of her stomach had already reminded the other party in an extremely indecent way that she had woken up.

The curtain was pulled open with a sound, and a huge human shadow was cast on Zhang Ling's face. The sunlight spread out unscrupulously from behind him. Zhang Ling only felt that the tall man in front of him seemed to be golden.

"Teacher Zhang, you're awake."

Hearing this voice, Zhang Ling felt moved. No matter how strong he is, Zhang Ling is a young girl after all. When she encounters something, she feels very good that she has someone around her who can rely on.

"I've been sleeping for a long time, haha, I'm late to work." Zhang Ling smiled. Although she was a little hungry, her stomach no longer hurts now. She slept well. Although she was still a little weak, she was in good spirits.

The first thing Zhang Ling thought of was not what she wanted to eat, but to find the phone from her backpack placed at the bedside and call the supervisor of the company she worked for. Every time she gave Zuo Lin a lesson, she would turn off the phone, but now the phone is still turned off.

"Hello, Manager Lu, I'm Zhang Ling... Well, I have an acute gastritis attack and I'm still in the hospital... Well, but...what?...oh, okay...goodbye..." Zhang Ling's voice was so crisp and powerful from beginning to end, but her mood was depressed. She originally took a document home, and this ppt was used by Manager Lu's boss, General Peng, to attend a meeting in the morning. Today, Zhang Ling was unable to go to work on time and could not find it by phone, which caused General Peng to lose face at the comprehensive regional sales meeting in the morning and said, "What intern, ask her to leave?" and copied Zhang Ling's squid.

A good internship job was ruined. Now it is difficult to find a place for summer internships and work, and it is basically saturated. I am about to lose this summer vacation.

Zhang Ling was a little helpless, but she was not very worried. Worrying or worrying about what had happened was worthless.

"Teacher Zhang, I cooked some porridge for you. The doctor said that you should take half-liquid for 2 to 3 days to maintain it, so don't add too much burden to your stomach at once." Zuo Lin extinguished the alcohol stove, poured the fragrant medicinal porridge in the small clay pot into the aluminum lunch box, and brought it to Zhang Ling.

"I really can't tell that you have this ability." Zhang Ling immediately threw the unhappiness just now out of the sky, smelling the fragrant porridge.

"Before I joined the club, I sold herbs to the pesticides in the physiotherapy room of the training base. I was the one who got some medicine and everything," said Zuo Lin.

When Zhang Ling first learned about Zuo Lin's study background, she roughly understood Zuo Lin's situation. She was not surprised and drank the porridge there with her head muffled. The taste of the porridge was better than she thought. She didn't know what Zuo Lin added to the porridge, but the porridge without sugar or seasoning was tasted sweet in her mouth. What's even more surprising is that after drinking the porridge, Zhang Ling could clearly feel the heat emitted from the inside of her body. This was not about sweating when eating hot things, but about an energy source inside her body, starting from the stomach, she gradually filled Zhang Ling's limbs and bones.

"What did you add in it?" Zhang Ling raised her head and asked.

"Secret recipe. I'll make up the medicine and rice for you. Make more, add some water and boil it." Zuo Lin didn't dare to say that there were some magical creatures that basically do not exist in the world. In one night, he quietly made a lot of them in the ward where no one came.

Zhang Ling shook her head and said, "There is no way to do this in the dormitory. High-power appliances are not allowed in the dormitory. There seems to be problems with the dormitory circuit. If you plug in a small electric stove, it will be a problem if you can cook it, and you can get it in my mouth after it is done in the dormitory."

Zuo Lin didn't know much about dormitory dormitory and other things. The only dormitory he had lived in was the club's athlete dormitory. Air conditioners, water dispensers, and water heaters are basically equipped. Zuo Lin didn't understand what it was like to trip if the electric stove was plugged in.

After eating the porridge, Zhang Ling felt a little uncomfortable. Zuo Lin felt very rude when he brought the teacher to the hospital. Naturally, he could not do anything to help Zhang Ling change clothes. Zhang Ling is still wearing yesterday's white shirt and dark gray trousers. He sweats a lot when he was in pain. In addition, he slept on the hospital bed all night. The originally crisp clothes on her body are now not much better than the rotten moldy and dried vegetables.

Zhang Ling blushed. Her image was almost ruined in Zuo Lin's eyes. She said a little embarrassedly: "Can you send me back to the dormitory? There should be no problem."

"The doctor said that you will take care of you for a few days. If you don't want to stay in the hospital, I will take you back. Aren't you from Shanghai? If you don't go home? Why do you have to go to the dormitory?" Zuo Lin felt a little strange.

Zhang Ling was not willing to tell anyone about her family, but just said lightly: "It's relatively free in the dormitory."

"Okay, Brother Yu hasn't come yet. Yesterday he waited until after 11 o'clock to go home. As long as Brother Yu comes, I'll take you back to the dormitory... Teacher Zhang, health is important, so I won't go to work these days." Zuo Lin still felt that Teacher Guan's affairs seemed a bit rude.

"Haha," Zhang Ling tilted her head, flattened her mouth, and showed a beautiful and helpless smile, saying, "I was cheated. I have no other jobs except to give you some lessons throughout the summer vacation."

Zuo Lin didn't say anything.

Zhang Ling's dormitory is in Songjiang University Town. The most convenient thing about a university campus without walls is to drive the car directly under the dormitory building. Girls are born with a talent for gossip. Zhang Ling's appearance in a BMW wearing wrinkled clothes aroused the suspicious eyes of the girls around her. At Zhang Ling's request, Zuo Lin has been sitting in the car and never came out. Otherwise, curious classmates and guys with gossip talent can probably use their other specialty - star chasing.

Fortunately, it is summer vacation now, and most of the students are going home, and less than 30% of the students who stay in school are usually. Some of these people don’t like to go home and are controlled by their parents, some of them want to save money on train tickets and air tickets. Although there are few people hiding in the library for submersible cultivation while the summer vacation is quiet and uninterrupted, the most are still those who take care of various social practices, internships and short-term projects during the summer vacation. If it is normal for classes, it is enough to be sent to the dormitory by a BMW after not returning all night.

The driver Xiaoyu arrived at the hospital late because he came home late. He received a considerable salary. The most basic requirement was to be with the person he was responsible for from 7 a.m. to 7 p.m., even outside this time, he had to do it for 7-24 hours and 365 days at any time. In fact, he went to Yan Beizhai to report it first.

Yan Beizhai was very concerned about what happened around Zuo Lin. His attitude towards Zuo Lin was like an elder, hoping to see Zuo Lin grow up healthily, but he was like a friend, watching whether something interesting would happen to Zuo Lin at any time. So, he pretended to be ignorant just now, called Zuo Lin and invited him to have lunch together.

"Teacher Zhang is okay?" Yan Beizhai felt a little funny. He chose a beautiful woman as a tutor for Zuo Lin, which was not without the intention of watching a joke, but Zuo Lin has always been trembling with respect for his teacher and said, and he simply did not regard Zhang Ling, who was only a few years older than him as a person of the same generation. However, this time Zhang Ling's acute gastritis undoubtedly narrowed the distance between Zuo Lin and Zhang Ling.

"Teacher Zhang is okay. I went back and I got some ingredients for the medicine porridge to send to Zhang Ling. The doctor said that Teacher Zhang must have a meal without any meal, which is not very regular."

Yan Beizhai sighed with a pretext of wanting to get, saying, "It's not easy for Teacher Zhang, especially when compared with the young people today. It's okay not to say it or not to say it."

Zuo Lin's curiosity was raised by Yan Beizhai and asked, "What's wrong with Teacher Zhang?"

Yan Beizhai didn't pretend to be a pretentious person and said, "Teacher Zhang has been supporting himself since the first day of entering university. From the second semester, he paid all the tuition fees by himself. Let me look back at the resume she gave me. My secretary said that she has worked odd jobs in her spare time in the past two years and has maintained a monthly income of no less than 3,500. It is almost the income level of a new white-collar worker now. Second-class scholarships have not been pulled down for two consecutive years, and the courses in the school have not been reduced. This is really not easy."

Yan Beizhai once sent someone to investigate Zhang Ling because he felt that her temperament was very different from her peers when he saw Zhang Ling. Yan Beizhai even felt that Zhang Ling and his girlfriend Ye Yilan had a similar temperament. The survey results were indeed the same. After Zhang Ling entered university, she applied for student loans and life supplements for the first semester, but did not ask for a penny from her family. Then she went to school while looking for various job opportunities. At the beginning, she could only do some basic college students' work projects, such as tutoring, street promotions and questionnaires. During the winter vacation of her freshman year, she worked in an insurance company and did the most misunderstood and discriminated strange visits. After countless rejections, she still sold a considerable amount of insurance during the winter vacation. At the beginning of the first half of the semester, she continued to maintain and expand.

In addition to those insurance clients, they also helped a public relations company to write copywriting. Because of their relatively abundant income, she did not choose to rest after class, but signed up for the CPA certified public accountant course, and is still studying now. During the summer vacation of her freshman year, she worked in a foreign trade company for two months; in the first half of her sophomore year, Zhang Ling also signed up for French courses in addition to CPA. She chose not the school's script-based elective courses, but relatively high-priced intensive courses for white-collar workers. The projects she worked in have also shifted from insurance to marketing planning, because many plan design and copywriting work can be brought back to school and completed in the dormitory and library, and the time arrangement is relatively free. Until her sophomore year, she gradually reduced the intensity of her work and only worked as a marketing planner...

Compared with her peers, Zhang Ling has a terrifying schedule. The school courses, trainings applied for outside, and working hours may be calculated to sleep less than 6 hours a day on average, but she actually gritted her teeth and persevered. Due to work, she met many people, but there were almost no friends in the school except those in the dormitory. At work, she was mature, capable, and prestige. Except for her slightly thin body, she had no characteristics to show that she was still a college student. When she had dinner with her colleagues, she consciously refused the intention of male colleagues who had intentions for her to pay for her. However, when she was having dinner with people in the dormitory, she often paid for those guys who were always tight on their hands when she was not working.

Zhang Ling is a typical new era woman. She doesn't think it's natural to accept the care of others. She feels that she can take care of herself and make herself live a good life. She also proves that she has such ability with her actions.

Yan Beizhai felt that Zhang Ling and Ye Yilan were not unreasonable. Ye Yilan was born in a scholarly family in Taipei. She had the best in elementary school and her favorite was calligraphy and Chinese painting. Ye Yilan was unwilling to engage in ordinary work as an office clerk. She started as a design assistant in Chinese fonts for a design studio and moved towards her ideal step by step. Then, she joined a cross-strait cultural exchange activity group to Shanghai. Since that event was sponsored by Yan Beizhai, meeting Yan Beizhai at a banquet became a turning point in her career. At the beginning, Yan Beizhai did sponsor Ye Yilan's several art exhibitions purely out of appreciation of Ye Yilan's works. As for how the two gradually reached the point where they wanted to talk about marriage, it was not worth telling outsiders.

Yan Beizhai admires women like Zhang Ling, and admires people who are self-improvement as a specimen of feminism. But he is a person who can see the weak inner self of such women. Now, it has successfully aroused Zuo Lin's interest in Zhang Ling. As for how the relationship between the two will change, let's wait and see.

After listening to Mr. Yan's extremely detailed introduction to Zhang Ling, Zuo Lin already knew whether women like Zhang Ling needed mercy, but were equal help as friends. Now, Zuo Lin could fully utilize the identity of a student. Considering these things, the lunch he ate with Yan Beizhai became a bit boring.

"Old Yan, I want to officially start teaching Xiaoxue's common words and curse terms." Shelving the unsolvable problems, Zuo Lin remembered his decision.

Teaching the general Druid and spell Druid means officially starting to cultivate Yan Yingxue into a Druid. Although Yan Beizhai had known Yan Yingxue's talent for a long time, even Yan Beizhai was not sure that Yan Yingxue's talents were enough. Therefore, although he had always hoped that his granddaughter could become a member of this system, Yan Beizhai had never made such a request or tested whether Zuo Lin had such an idea. But now, Zuo Lin took the initiative to mention this matter, which really made Yan Beizhai overjoyed.
Chapter completed!