Qi Bai jumped in his heart, and turned to look at Jiang Jianzhi subconsciously, and saw that Professor Jiang's eyes were also on that thing.

Qi Bai: Okay now Jiang Shen's eyes have also been defiled.

It was only unexpected that Jiang Jianzhi did not show the slightest disgusting discomfort about 'thread convex mint', or the expensive appearance, and only glanced at it with a light glance.

It is indeed Jiang Shen without world desire.

Qi Baihe buyers who bought a house made an appointment at 10 am to go through the procedure to transfer. As a result, when they finished breakfast, they received a call from the buyer, saying that when their daughter went out yesterday to play, did n’t know what allergies were popular. Surgery, at this time, others can't go in the hospital.

Severe allergies will die, and Qi Bai is not in a hurry for a while, let him take care of his daughter first.

Qi Bai accepted the road to Jiang Jian: "Time has changed to 3 pm. Professor Jiang has a class today?"

Jiang Jianzhi: "It's about to let the summer vacation, I don't need to take class in the next two months."

Qi Bai returned to God, thinking that this was in July.

In July, NTU entered the examination week. Professor Jiang was too difficult to hang the subject. He did not let him ask the test questions in this school year, so as not to collapse the leave of the students.

There is basically no class for the exam week. Professor Jiang is not as busy as usual, and does not have to go to the institute every day.

Qi Bai: "I forgot this."

As soon as a person graduated to become a social animal, he didn't feel the winter and summer vacation. After being mentioned, he was found to find it-

Oh, the student is on vacation.

Qi Bai looked up at Jiang Jianzhi: "You don't need to make an examination papers this year?"

Jiang Jianzhi: "Can be scored."

The monitoring is boring and wasteing time. It is not a technical work. It is enough to use the hand in the department.

Thinking that some people said that Professor Jiang went to see the actual things, and the students who never fell into the danger line, Qi Bai couldn't help asking him:

"Professor Jiang, the students who do not need to hang the subject for one or two points, why don't you let them go?"

Almost all the college scroll teachers will open their eyes and close their eyes. Students who fish the dangerous line will be happy without hanging the subject.

Others have also asked Jiang Jianzhi, and Professor Jiang basically does not waste time to answer.

But Qi Bai is not ‘others’.

Light -colored eye pupils looked at Qi Bai, Professor Jiang explained patiently:

"If the student is holding sixty points and grids to take the exam, then there is no difference between the science or not."

"According to their abilities, if the goal is usually set at a hundred points, or even ninety points, it is impossible to get the results of the danger line."

Usually holding the sixty years old, one point is a waste of mentality, and the professor's fluke is not still the professor, and most of them only get a graduation certificate.

Professor Jiang: "After hanging a department, re -review the re -examination once to consolidate their own knowledge.

As a life, Professor Jiang has his own principles.

The author has something to say:

Previous Professor Jiang: I have principles.

Professor Jiang who met Xiaobai: You can only buy one pack of potato chips.

Chapter 56 Habits

Professor Jiang has high requirements for students and hopes that they will succeed in their studies, instead of spending a few years in college with the mentality of getting a diploma and everything will be fine.

Students privately say that Professor Jiang is cold-hearted and ruthless, and this is true. In terms of academics, the rigorous Professor Jiang does not think there is anything to talk about.

As for the criticism of the students who fail the course every year, Professor Jiang may have heard it, maybe not, but he doesn't care.

For Jiang Jianzhi, doing what he should do and what other people think is not within his scope of consideration.

Everyone came from the school days, and Qi Bai could understand Jiang Jianzhi's approach. After all, he had also seen the teacher arrange twenty sketches, all of which were hurriedly resolved on the last night and handed in perfunctorily.

When Qi Bai saw someone saying that Jiang Jianzhi was cold-blooded, he laughed it off, but now he is not very happy:

Where is Mr. Jiang cold-blooded?

Kindness is like a donkey liver and lungs, those students who don't know what to do know what a shit!

Professor Jiang didn't waste time on this topic. There was still a lot of time left in the afternoon. Jiang Jianzhi asked Qi Bai what he planned to do next.

Qi Bai: "...I don't know."

The tourism industry in Chengxi Town has not yet developed, and the attractions and facilities that follow the trend are cheap and perfunctory, and the tickets are expensive. Neither of them thought about passing the time there.

Jiang Jianzhi thought for a while, and asked him if Bai Sang's bills from Chengxi Town Hospital were still there.

Being reminded by Jiang Jianzhi, Qi Bai remembered that Bai Sang was diagnosed with cancer in the town hospital before going to the first hospital in Xiacheng, and he stayed in the hospital for a few days.

Before he came, Chen Shaojiao also mentioned this to Qi Bai, and asked him to go to the town hospital to complete the medical insurance reimbursement that Bai Sang had not completed before.

Since the illness, all the bills Bai Sang had packed well, a thick stack, and given to Qi Bai along with the key to the bank card room.

He had forgotten all about it, but he didn't think Jiang Jianzhi would remember it.

Qi Bai took the receipt and Bai Sang's identification, and drove with Jiang Jianzhi to the only hospital in the town.

The management of township hospitals is not as strict as that of urban hospitals, and most of them are elderly patients. At first glance, the people queuing to pay for medicines are basically elderly people with gray hair and hunched backs.

The hospital is dilapidated, with a total of two small buildings. The front is for medical consultation and the back is for hospitalization. There is no artificial lake in the cafeteria garden. Most of the patients and their family members come and go in a hurry with plain clothes and payment slips.

Life is full of vicissitudes, the world is full of bitterness, and the hospital accounts for half of it.

After entering the hospital, Qi Bai saw at a glance a middle-aged woman wearing a hospital gown queuing at the medicine collection window. Her hands were still infusion, and three bags of different medicines were hung on a simple stent.

The infusion hand could not move a lot to avoid blood backflow. After the woman handed the prescription and the payment certificate to the person in the glass room, the pharmacist quickly prepared the medicine she needed in a basket and handed it to her, instructing: