"What the professor said is," Zhou Qingwan paused for a moment, smiling slightly on her face, and there was no hint of embarrassment.

She nodded politely and left the classroom.

"Professor," Lin Miao rushed to catch up with Professor Qin before he left the door.

"Thank you," she bowed and thanked her sincerely.

"It's you," Professor Qin stood up.

Two days ago, his precious grandson ran back to his ancestral home and told him that he was interested in collecting forest seedlings and getting started.

He will be the candidate for the master himself.

He knew the pickiness of his grandson.

It is impossible to decide if you don’t like it for three or five years.

Being able to accept Lin Miao so quickly shows her talent.

However, this also verifies that his unique vision can be found in so many students.

"How is that?"

Thinking of this, Professor Qin smiled more and more kindly.

"Very good. Brother Qin and Brother Meng take good care of me, and everyone is very good to me," Lin Miao stood up with a smile: "I benefited a lot this holiday, and I have all thanks to your help."

"Not counting," Professor Qin waved his hand, "our subject is different from that of Western medicine."

"If you can't study hard, you have to really try it."

"You just step into one foot now. If you want to get started, you have to calm down and learn steadily."

"Yes, I have agreed with Brother Qin that I will go there no more than a weekend in the future."

Professor Qin smiled and nodded slightly.

I just like this kid who likes to study hard.

He left with the lesson plan in his arms.

Lin Miao waited for him to walk away before returning to the dormitory from the other direction.

Because of the added few more courses, Lin Miao's time became even more nervous.

Qian Mengmeng wanted to invite Lin Miao for dinner several times, but she didn't have time to give up.

It was finally the weekend, but I couldn't catch her when I came to the dormitory.

After asking, I found out that Lin Miao is missing except for sleeping at night.

Time flies, a semester has passed.

Lin Miao has moved from cutting to making workshop.

Every day, after following the master, within half a year, her green onion fingers and fingertips were dyed a faint brown color, and her body was always filled with a faint fragrance of medicine.

After winter begins, the workshop is less work.

Before the winter vacation, Qin Zixuan called Lin Miao.

"I may be a bit abrupt when asking these words now. But we have been together for so long and have been good. I have always regarded you as my family," Qin Zixuan paused, saw Lin Miao blinking, and said, "At this time tomorrow, you will be a junior, and everyone else is preparing to go to the hospital for internship at that time."

"What are your plans?"

Lin Miao pursed her lips and looked down at her toes.

This question was asked two days ago. The principal also asked.

She has been struggling too.

Once upon a time, her idea was that learning pharmacology was just an ideal aid for her in the future.

But now, no matter the principal's earnest persuasion and the exquisiteness of traditional Chinese medicine, she was moved.

"I haven't thought about it yet," Lin Miao answered truthfully.

Qin Zixuan saw her entanglement and nodded.

"I heard that you have always had excellent grades in your school, especially the A-school subjects in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which is much higher than the nursing you majored in."

Lin Miao raised her eyes.

I didn't expect Qin Zixuan to inquire about this.

"Obviously, your talent in traditional Chinese medicine is far superior to Western medicine."

“If you plan to go to the medical field, I suggest you choose the one that suits you better.”

"I will think about it carefully," Lin Miaozheng pointed.

This matter is related to her future, and she doesn't want to make a decision immediately.

Qin Zixuan nodded in understanding.

"Go back and have a good New Year, it's not too late to think about it again."

Lin Miao nodded with a smile and went out of the yard.

"Don't forget to bring the New Year's gift," Qin Zixuan reminded afterwards.

Lin Miao was very embarrassed, "That's too expensive, I'd better forget it."

The Qin family’s tribute is two boxes of donkey-hide gelatin.

She chose it with her own hands and watched it with her own eyes.

Absolutely real material.

A box costs several hundred yuan.

Two boxes came down, almost a thousand dollars.

"Once once a year, it's also the Qin family's wish."

Qin Zixuan signaled Meng Chenglin to bring the gift box over and put it in Lin Miao's hands.

"Thank you then," Lin Miao bowed slightly and took the gift box back to school.

Meng Chenglin sent Lin Miao out and pouted when he turned around.

"This is too expensive," others are just ordinary people, and they give her the best."

"You still said," Qin Zixuan glared at him angrily.

"Thanks to her, I saved that batch of goods. Just a few donkey-hide gelatin, do you feel sorry for me?"

"I'm sorry, my fault," Meng Chenglin lowered his head.

He was almost confused when he was out of sight.

If Lin Miao hadn't found out that something was wrong, the batch of goods would have been ruined.

"Forget it, you didn't mean it. That supplier will not interact with him again in the future," Qin Zixuan rubbed his hair, "but you have to take it as a warning. This matter will not be an example."

Meng Chenglin nodded.

"Get along well with her in the future."

Meng Chenglin pouted, but nodded honestly.

The big hand on the head was about to return.

Meng Chenglin raised his eyes and saw Qin Zixuan's back.

He touched his head and followed him depressedly.

The holidays flicker and soon passed.

Lin Miao came back from home and immediately came to Siheyuan.

"So early?"

Meng Chenglin came to visit the door and was a little surprised to see that it was Lin Miao.

"Yes, it's okay to go home, so I'm back," Lin Miao raised his hand, "This is the braised dish made by another master. Do you want to try it?"

"You bring it from afar and you will give you face," Meng Chenglin, who broke his heart, changed his bad habits in the past.

"Oh, okay," Lin Miao was very uncomfortable and was stunned for a moment before laughing.

"Why, don't you want to?"

Meng Chenglin rolled his eyes.

"No, how could that happen?" Lin Miao stuffed him the gift box and stepped into the yard.

"Where is Brother Qin?"

"Inside," Meng Chenglin closed the door.

"I'll go find him," Lin Miao went straight in.

"Hey, you can't go," Meng Chenglin hurriedly wanted to stop him, but he was slower when he wanted to bolt the door.
To be continued...