I don’t know if Nanzhi is straightforward or because she doesn’t know that Bai Yunnuan is also aware of sign language, but she asked without hesitation: “Is this your favorite person?”

Xiaobai was shocked. These few words are very informative.

Meng Junyao certainly knew that Xiaobai could understand, so he subconsciously looked back at her.

Xiaobai quickly took the initiative to walk aside, hoping to leave room for them to spend time together alone.

Meng Junyao replied calmly: "It's a friend."

Xiaobai didn't go far, but he still heard it and thought, why are you closer than an ordinary friend?

The female intuition told her that this beauty who can’t speak also likes Teacher Meng, so Teacher Meng is more careful in speaking in front of her.

Nanzhi felt much more relieved after hearing this, and then said in sign language: "Mr. Meng, I'll delay you for two minutes. I have something to give to you."

With her back to everyone, she took out a small emerald green thing from her pocket and handed it on with respect.

When Meng Junyao saw that his plain hands were holding a hand-sewn embroidered lotus sachet. The stitches were fine and neat, the style was exquisite and unique, and the color was even more pleasant. It had the unique charm and elegant fragrance of Jiangnan, which was ingenious.

As early as more than 2,000 years ago, our ancestors had the custom of wearing sachets, so that they could spread fragrance step by step wherever they went, with the effects of modern perfume and cologne. In addition, sachets also have the effect of avoiding plague, removing snakes and insects, and avoiding forty-year-old unrighteous energy.

In addition, it is of course an unspeakable thing of love.

Daiyu once sewed a sachet for Baoyu to show his love, but Emperor Xuanzong of Tang "was sad and choked with sachets". With Nanzhi's generous confession before, how could Meng Junyao, who had a first-class emotional intelligence, not understand?

In order to take care of Quan Nanzhi's face, he avoided everyone's eyes and expressed in sign language: "Thank you, but this gift is too heavy, I can't accept it."

Nanzhi was not embarrassed at all: "Mr. Meng, this is not a bond or agreement. Whether you will come back or not, I want to give it to you. The ingredients in this sachet will help you sleep."

Oh! Meng Junyao remembered that she had mentioned it to Nanzhi once that she sometimes had poor sleep quality, so she remembered it.

Meng Junyao was very moved, but he still didn't plan to accept it, because it means that he accepted the relationship more or less. He would not want it if he couldn't afford it.

Although Xiaobai stood far away and wanted to give them private space, his neck was stretched out inadvertently, and he really wanted to know what they were doing.

Meng Junyao refused, Nanzhi thought he wanted to take it, but after a mistake in understanding, the sachet rolled to the ground and finally fell into everyone's sight.

Some objects are so magical. They neither move nor make a sound, nor even need others to explain it. But everyone can understand the meaning at a glance - that beauty is giving love to Teacher Meng!

Xiaobai understood instantly, but she was not particularly surprised.

Because she felt that Nanzhi's elegant and bookish aura was somewhat similar to Teacher Meng. I guess she was also a literary artist who likes to dance and write.

In the passionate Jiangnan, it seems that a literary and artistic beauty fell in love with the talented gentleman, gentleman, and Teacher Meng.

Strangely, Xiaobai not only did not feel disappointed as expected, but was also a little happy for Meng Junyao.

Such a good teacher, of course, shouldn’t be the only one who likes him, but girls all over the world should like him!

But maybe she doesn't remember it. When she was deeply fascinated by Meng Junyao and only wanted to marry him, she wanted to hide him in the small vault or not on her belt so that all other girls could not see him, and she wanted him not to look at any girl except herself!

Xiaobai suddenly understood a truth. Perhaps the reason why he could truly leave Teacher Meng with confidence was not to cure his arm, but to find his happiness.

But of course, healing is also very important, so he must leave this time.

Meng Junyao saw the sachet falling to the ground and felt ashamed of his intentions. He quickly picked it up. He couldn't clean it with one hand, so he had to blow away the dust stained on it.

Seeing that he was playing so seriously, Nanzhi turned around and walked away silently, so as not to return it to him later.

After Meng Junyao was concentrating on blowing the ashes, he found that Nanzhi was no longer in front of him, so he couldn't let Xiaobai and the others wait for too long, so he had to stuff the sachet into his pocket.

When Xiaobai saw him coming, he kept silent about what had happened just now and pretended not to see it: "Teacher Meng, let's get in the car."

Meng Junyao walked out the door and subconsciously looked back at this quaint courtyard inn. In fact, his heart was full of unknowns about the future.

The driver sat in front with Qiu Lin, and Xiaobai and Meng Junyao sat side by side behind. She was obviously rushing, but she pretended to be nothing but by the way, and helped Meng Junyao, who had only one arm available, fastened her seat belt.

In fact, she was very afraid of seeing him helpless, so she always tried every means to avoid this situation in advance.

Meng Junyao actually knew Xiaobai's care and consideration, and her heart was soft and warm. She had always been the sunshine in his life.

Therefore, Meng Junyao, who was not very smart in English, only liked an English song called "you     aresunshine (You are my sunshine)". The lyrics in it are the secrets he wanted to tell her, but he absolutely could not tell.

Lush ancient trees, colorful flowers, green and winding rivers, mottled old walls of time... Meng Junyao silently admires the scenery of late summer outside the window in K City, as if he takes a look at it and takes a look. Although he has not been here for a long time, he has not received many memories.

Meng Junyao turned his head accidentally and found that Xiaobai was looking at him: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Xiaobai: "Yes, nose, eyes, mouth..."

Meng Junyao smiled: "Didn't these things be there?"

Xiaobai didn't laugh and said frankly: "Yes, it's just that I haven't seen you for a long time. I want to have a good look."

Meng Junyao's heart trembled suddenly as if it was subjected to an electric shock.

What Xiaobai didn’t say is that I was going crazy in those days when I couldn’t find you. You are like my family, like an indispensable part of my life.

But when he saw his expression, Xiaobai didn't want to make the atmosphere too sad: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm not overweight, it's only about two pounds. It seems that Teacher Meng has eaten well recently."

Meng Junyao suddenly realized that he hadn't fired much recently. It was Dongyun who often made a table of good dishes to invite him to eat together, but she left after a few bites, leaving only Nanzhi and herself. Nanzhi always smiled and pushed various dishes in front of him, and then said in sign language, you need to eat more nutritious things.

I don’t know where it is, but Nanzhi and Xiaobai seem to be somewhat similar. Are they kind? considerate? Or spiritual?

Back to the familiar S City, Meng Junyao was re-accepted at Wu's Private Hospital.

When the young nurses saw him coming back, they warmly welcomed him because the patient/injured was not only gentle and polite, but also had a magical charm that could make their daily boring work easier and happier.

Several young nurses surrounded him and asked in a verbal manner: "Mr. Meng, you will have surgery tomorrow. Are you nervous?"

Meng Junyao smiled and said, "What's the point of being nervous about me? Just close my eyes and open my eyes. Those who are nervous should be the doctor who is in charge."

Xiaobai, who was about to enter the door, just heard it and thought, "With me, I'm so nervous that I'm almost breathless!"

There is no temple nearby, so I just want to go and worship. As long as I can cure Teacher Meng’s arm, I am willing to pay any price, even if I use one of my arms to exchange it!

The world-renowned neurosurgeon expert, Mr. Smith, was picked up by Wushan by a special plane.

I had a good meal and had a good rest on a luxurious private machine, so I didn't even have to fall off after I came here. I went to the hospital and plunged into the conference room and didn't come out for several hours.

There were also several doctors and nurses from our hospital in the conference room, as well as Wu Shan himself. They were discussing Meng Junyao's surgical plan in detail, striving to be foolproof.

Although Wushan, who does not understand medicine, did not understand it very well, his presence was enough to demonstrate the importance of this operation.

A doctor in this hospital said: "Repairing nerve cords composed of many single nerve cells is an extremely complex operation. Currently, only Dr. Smith can do such surgery worldwide."

Smith, who has a calm style, expressed his statement: "I have studied Mr. Meng's films and I am sure of it. I will do my best."

This operation took up to 10 hours, and the doctors and nurses involved didn't go to the toilet throughout the whole process because they all had a very "smart" urinary system, and they could hold it as long as they wanted... Of course, this is a joke.

In fact, not having to go to the toilet for so long is related to the high concentration of mind and sympathy and excitement during the operation. Just like a person who forgets to eat and plays games, he looks up and finds that many hours have passed, which shows the concentration of medical staff.

This precision surgery is very successful. It is expected that Meng Junyao's arm function can be restored to more than 95% after the operation! The remaining 5% will depend on rehabilitation training.

Xiaobai, who had been waiting outside the operating room, cried with joy. He had not been so happy since the earthquake. He could finally have a stable sleep tonight!

Wushan, who was in the meeting, suddenly received a call. After a glance at the screen, he signaled everyone to pause.

When he heard the words "successful surgery", he smiled a lot and said to the 500 people present: "I'll treat you to lunch today."

As the meeting was held, I suddenly announced that 500 people were invited to dinner. What rhythm was this? What magic is the call Mr. Wu answered?

The anesthetics faded, Meng Junyao gradually opened his eyes and heard a young nurse whispering to the inside call in his ward: "Yes, the operation is very smooth, Mr. Wu, please rest assured... OK, we will take good care of Mr. Meng. All the medicines are the best, and the service is."

The young nurse hung up the phone and turned around: "Mr. Meng, are you awake? How do you feel?"

Meng Junyao: "It's OK."

The little nurse: "What do you want to eat? Mr. Wu said, let the kitchen prepare something that suits you specifically for your appetite."

Meng Junyao: "No need."
Chapter completed!