Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

When the old man saw the three silver needles in Meng Fu's hand, he stepped aside to let her diagnose and treat them.

The middle-aged man lying on the ground looked ashen.

Meng Fu's three silver needles directly pierced the acupuncture points on the man's forehead. His technique was skillful, steady and accurate. With this speed, but in the blink of an eye, all three silver needles were stably inserted, making the mourning old man beside him stare at Meng Fu. glance.

After piercing the three silver needles, she directly pinched the middle-aged man's wrist with her right hand, and rested her fingertips on his pulse. The pulse that had stopped suddenly finally moved. After diagnosing the pulse, she stretched out her hand and rolled over the man's eyelids.

Frowning slightly, "How long has the patient been in this condition?"

Seeing the middle-aged man's chest heaving finally, the old man was overjoyed, and thanked Meng Fu repeatedly, "It's been nearly twenty years."

Meng Fu withdrew the silver needle, his pulse was floating for a long time, and the internal energy in his body was lacking.

She put the black blue-patterned exercise ball on the ground and turned to leave.

"Miss, can you leave your contact information?" Seeing that Meng Fu left without saying anything, the old man couldn't help but catch up and ask for Meng Fu's contact information.

"Good people." Meng Fu didn't turn his head, but waved his hands behind his back.

"Sir!" Behind the guard came the surprised voice.

The middle-aged man at the elevator entrance had already woken up. The old man was anxious, so he could only look at Meng Fu's back, thinking about asking the hotel owner tomorrow to find out who came to the hotel today.

"Sir, how do you feel about yourself?" The old man looked away, helped the middle-aged man up, and wept with joy.

"I'm fine," the middle-aged man shook his head, looked up at the exit, and didn't see a doctor by his side, nor anyone from the Chinese medicine base: "Who saved me?"

Old man: "A lady passing by, I'll send someone to the hotel to check."

"Passing by?" The middle-aged man glanced at the old man.

The old man also found it strange. In the past, most of the doctors who passed by had ulterior motives. He would not let a doctor he trusted who was not in the base of traditional Chinese medicine touch the master. When he saw Meng Fu today, the old man subconsciously chose Believe, "She said she was a doctor."

Not a doctor, but a doctor.

The voice sounds good, but the face is not seen.

**

"Why did you come out by yourself?" Outside, Zhao Fan saw Meng Fu sharply and told Su Di to stop.

Meng Fu sat in the back seat, "Something happened."

Zhao Fan glanced back and didn't ask any further questions.

"Go to the airport." Meng Fu reached out and took off the mask.

"Airport?" Zhao Fan was surprised, "Pick up?"

Zhao Fan had plans for Meng Fu's itinerary, and he didn't leave the capital for the past few days, so he could only pick up people if he wanted to.

"Ah Xun is here today." Meng Fu leaned back lazily, with a calm expression.

"Ah Xun?" Zhao Fan knew that she, like Meng Fu, also applied for Beijing University, "Didn't she say that she will come when the term begins?"

Although Beijing University starts school earlier than other schools, it is only the end of July, and there is still half a month before the school starts.

"I didn't ask." Meng Fu raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Fan glanced at Meng Fu and gave her a "you are better" gesture.

Meng Fu smiled and didn't reply to her. He just took out his mobile phone to read Yu Wen's reply. Yu Wen sent her a form directly, which was about the distribution of blues spices.

The capital's share is not much, and most of it is still lost to the few forces of the Federation, and the rest of the best products are in the capital's auction house.

There is a blues sign in it--

Tagara incense.

Meng Fu lowered his head and looked at the three big heads who divided up the spices, the Federation Incense Association, Skynet, and Qingbang.

They are all well-known giants.

Meng Fu directly typed a line to ask——

[When is the auction? 】

Yu Wen was a little respectful: [Boss is still hyping, and is communicating with people about Skynet's small advertisement, which will be auctioned in the capital next month. 】

Meng Fu: "..."

Even if it is the entry quota of the capital auction, it will cost a lot of money.

[Notify me when the auction is held. 】

Meng Fu put away her mobile phone and thought for a while. These spices were all made by her from partly separated fire bones. She didn't know the effect. After a month, there would probably be a response.

Not long after, the car arrived at the waiting area of ​​the airport, and Meng Xun had already arrived at the waiting place ahead of time.

She didn't have much luggage, just a big bag. She wore glasses and decent clothes, which looked like Xueba's, which was obviously different from Meng Fu's.

"Here?" Meng Xun got into the car, Meng Fu only glanced at her and raised his chin.

Meng Xun glanced at Meng Fu, and said in a low voice, "Yes." Then he pointed back, "There are dry goods brought to you by my aunt."

Yang Hua seldom leaves Wanmin Village. Meng Xun used to accompany her at home.

Now Meng Xun is also in college.

"Then your mother is in Wanmin Village alone?" Zhao Fan sat in the co-pilot, turned around, and asked Meng Fu, "Do you want to bring your mother over too? You are stable now."

Let Yang Hua take care of Meng Xun around here, that's fine.

Meng Fu continued to play games with his mobile phone with his head down. Hearing this, he sneered, "I'm afraid she's celebrating with the village chief at home now, so she just went to the town to set up a few tables."

Go to town and set up a few tables.

Zhao Fan's words froze, after so long, she still didn't understand how Meng Fu and Yang Hua got along, but because Yang Hua was the first person who dared to twist Meng Fu's ears, Zhao Fan respected Yang Hua as a man.

"A Xun, why did you come early?" Zhao Fan felt that it was better not to talk to Meng Fu, and turned to Meng Xun.

Meng Xun had no expression on her face, she just replied politely: "My aunt asked me to come to my cousin for tutoring."

tutoring?

Zhao Fan thought of Meng Xun's table full of awards, and the fact that the two sisters took second place in this year's No. 1 list. She paused, "Do you still need tutoring?"

Meng Xun frowned: "The math test is too bad."

In the rearview mirror, she could be seen frowning, as if she was full of sadness about mathematics.

"Boldly ask, what is your math score in the college entrance examination?" Zhao Fan asked subconsciously.

Meng Xun could be heard sighing, "Only 142."

Zhao Fan: "..."

Can be qnm.

This year because of Meng Fu's college entrance examination, Zhao Fan also paid attention to the difficulty of this year's college entrance examination papers. It can be said that when T City was relying on mathematics on the first day, three ambulances came to the same examination room, all of whom passed out after taking the math test .

As for the difficulty, needless to say?

**

Time flies.

Peking University starts school earlier than other schools.

On August 20th, Peking University started school.

This year, the admission score of Beijing University is higher than before. There are more people coming on the first day of school. The three-day registration period is full of people every day. Most of them want to visit the registration office to see if they can meet Meng Fu by chance.

Meng Fu hasn't been in the news for the past few days, but today, when Beijing University starts school, she is on the top trending list again. Many passers-by, Reuters, regret that they didn't meet her at Peking University by chance.

While countless fans were wandering around Beijing University, Meng Fu had already entered his dormitory.

Beijing University has very high requirements for freshmen, and the military training is completely militarized, but this does not include the department of perfumery. As we all know, the system of perfumers is very weak, and some well-known perfumers even have special guards.

The Department of Perfume has a separate courtyard and a separate dormitory.

The dormitory is a bit bigger than the dormitories of other departments, single room, one room, and a small living room. The dormitory is not very big, but it is much better than other schools. The Department of Perfume does not have an admissions office. Meng Fu needs information It was Su Cheng who went to get it.

Zhao Fan and Su Di helped Meng Xun move things. Meng Xun majored in engineering and lived in the dormitory, but her dormitory was not as comfortable as Meng Fu's. It was a four-person room.

Su Cheng drew the curtains and opened the window again, and saw Meng Fu sitting on the table, "The environment is not bad, and it's not far from Jianghe Bieyuan."

Meng Fu nodded and jumped down, "The environment is really good."

Su Cheng smiled lightly, his eyes were cold and sparse, and he saw a round-faced girl at the door. He suppressed his smile, nodded slightly at the other party, and then said to Meng Fu: "Go to the new class?"

As soon as Meng Fu turned his head, he saw Liang Si at the door, she waved at Su Cheng, "Brother Cheng, let me go out and have a look."

At the door, Liang Si breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Meng Fu coming out.

"Junior Sister, I've been waiting for you for so many days, and you've come." Liang Si took Meng Fu to the class.

Meng Fu was very obedient, "Senior Sister Liang."

Just before leaving, Liang Si glanced back. The man in Meng Fu's dormitory was tall and tall, with cold eyes. Although he was too good-looking, he looked very unfriendly.

Liang Si shivered and led Meng Fu forward.

"Our Perfume Department only has ten more freshmen this year," Liang Si led Meng Fu to the lobby of the conference room. Although the Department of Perfume is withered, the sense of ceremony is full. Today there is an opening ceremony in the conference room. She popularized science to Meng Fu: "You will be my little junior sister from now on."

The meeting room is very large, and many people have already arrived at this time, Meng Fu can almost count the people at a glance.

"Liang Si, are you here?" Seeing Liang Si, a boy sitting behind greeted Liang Si, and when he saw Meng Fu, his eyes lit up: "This year's Junior Sister? Junior Sister, I am Xu Wei, which freshman are you this year?"