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P. 149
"It's only mother's."
The two are exactly the same, Jiang Jianzhi tilted his head to look at Qi Bai's profile: "Can you tell the difference?"
Qi Bai retracted his hand and shrugged slightly: "I'm just guessing."
Professor Jiang: "..."
Qi Bai's eyes moved away from the sparkling lake and fell on Jiang Jianzhi:
"Professor Jiang, did you leave work so early today?"
Since knowing that Jiang Jianzhi is neither a showman nor a person, Qi Bai changed his name to call him "Professor Jiang", but occasionally he would still call him Mr. Jiang.
After spending a few days in the forum on the Lanxi campus, from the mouths of those in the forum, Qi Bailiao gained a new understanding of his professionalism.
Professor Jiang: "Today is an elective course."
With his elbows on his knees, Qi Bai tilted his head and asked with interest:
"Professor Jiang, are there many students taking your course?"
Qi Bai, who had been making up for Jiang Jianzhi's knowledge for a few days, now knew that the students secretly said that he was an inhumane great devil, and they all threatened to say that they were the least willing to take his classββ
I can't play games on phone, sleep, and can't chat with classmates during non-discussion time.
In Professor Jiang's class, had to keep nerves tight and couldn't walk away, and didn't dare to bend over to pick up the pen when it fell on the ground.
Qi Bai really believed it at first, and then he saw someone posting and complaining:
As long as those of you who say you don't choose Jiang Shen's class have a word, I won't be a junior and won't be able to grab a class!
Usually, everyone said that they were afraid of Professor Jiang and kept away from Jiang Shen's classes, but when it came to elective courses, not to mention professional courses, everyone went crazy for elective courses.
Only then did Qi Bai know how popular Jiang Jianzhi was in the school.
I don't choose any of his classes again, one is counted as one, all are smoke bombs that go out to confuse classmates.
The amphitheater classrooms commonly used in the Department of Physics are relatively large, and the seats are not full even if several classes of students attend classes together during normal class schedules.
NTU encourages students to be erudite and knowledgeable, and allows students to skip classes without affecting others, which has caused Professor Jiang to fill up every class.
If it weren't for the fact that people were not allowed to sit on the ground and were not allowed to bring their own small benches, there would be more people, and it is estimated that two people could be squeezed by the podium.
These Qi Bai can feel clearly, but he wants to hear Jiang Jianzhi a little bit.
Jiang Jianzhi stretched out his hand to hold his glasses, and said calmly, "It's okay."
The sun was shining and hot at his post, working hard for a day, and now he is slowly preparing to finish work, leaving a slanting sun reflected from the shimmering lake surface on Jiang Jianzhi's lenses, and then reflected in his pale amber eyes.
Professor Jiang's indifferent aura was melted by the setting sun, dyeing his black hair a layer of pale gold.
Qi Bai saw himself in Jiang Jianzhi's pupils, and the background was the lake surface shimmering with fine light.
Looking at Jiang Jianzhi's face, Qi Bai thought that those students would break their heads for Professor Jiang's class.
Qi Bai's eyes were slightly curved, saying that Professor Jiang was modest.
Tired of his arms, Qi Bai stretched out his limbs and leaned back lazily as if he had no bones.
The sanatorium has a beautiful environment. When you have nothing to do, you can come and sit outside. You can see the scenery and you can relax.
Jiang Jianzhi heard him muttering that his bones would be softened by the setting sun with just the right temperature.
Jiang Jianzhi looked at Qi Bai, whose expression was very relaxed, and didn't mention Bai Sang, so he quietly accompanied him to watch the calm lake, watching the sunset get longer and longer.
The unstoppable light and shadow moved from the top of their heads to the corners of their brows and eyes, to the tip of their nose and jaw... all the way down slowly, and finally slipped away from their feet.
Qi Bai respected Bai Sang's choice, and did not mention the expensive targeted drugs, and everything returned to normal.
When Zhou Jiazhen, Qi Bin and others got the news, they came to the hospital to visit Bai Sang several times, and Jiang Yi and Yu Qinchuan went to the sanatorium for nothing.
In late June, Bai Sang, whose condition deteriorated gradually, could only stay awake for a few hours a day, his appetite became smaller, and he could hardly eat anything every day.
On the night of the summer solstice, Bai Sang, who had been asleep for more than 20 hours, finally woke up. Rarely, he was in good spirits. He could breathe on his own without relying on a ventilator, and even drank a small bowl of porridge.
After eating, he was still in good spirits, and Bai Sang proposed to go out for a walk.
Looking at Bai Sang with peaceful eyes and smiling eyes, the doctor sighed in his heart, then turned around and patted Qi Bai's shoulder lightly, nodding at him.
Qi Bai's heart sank suddenly.
It is not a good omen to be happy that someone who is seriously ill suddenly regains his senses.
Back to light.
Everyone in the ward flashed these four words in their hearts.
Qi Bai: "...Okay."
The staff pushed the wheelchair, and Qi Bai helped Bai Sang to get out of bed and get into the wheelchair without saying a word.
This time, the staff did not actively help Bai Sang to push the wheelchair. Qi Bai pushed Bai Sang, whose body was as thin as paper, as if blown away by a gust of wind, and left the room.
The anxious Jiang Yi wanted to follow, but Yu Qinchuan, who was beside him, grabbed his arm.
Yu Qinchuan gently shook his head at him, and sighed in a low voice:
"Give them mother and son some alone time."
After hearing this, Mr. Jiang's nose was sore, his eyes reddened, and the doctors and staff who stayed in the same place also sighed.
The nurses who took care of Bai Sang for a few months actually liked her very much. Bai Sang has a gentle temper and never made things difficult for them. Now everyone is not feeling well.
A young girl couldn't help but raised her hand and wiped away her tears.
...
Compared with the ward shrouded in gloom and grief, the atmosphere between Qi Bai and Bai Sang who went out was not as tragic as everyone imagined.
Bai Sang stayed in her room all day. No matter how beautiful the sanatorium was, she could only enjoy it through the glass most of the time after she moved in.
The sanatorium is a scene every season, and now finally came out. Bai Sang saw everything was fresh, pointed to the colorful and fragrant flowers, and asked Qi Bai what kind of flowers they were.