Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qinglan looked back at the short-legged Song Xi.

She was holding her schoolbag strap nervously with one hand, and looked up at her in a bit of bewilderment, "That..."

Seeing this, Shi Qinglan immediately guessed her purpose.

She smiled softly, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in applying for a scholarship. I remember that your total score should be second last semester? Then the special scholarship is yours."

There is no doubt that the special scholarship must be the first in the total score of all subjects in the final exam last semester.

But the premise is that the first among the applicants.

In other words, if Shi Qinglan does not intend to apply for the special scholarship, then this quota will be postponed to the second place, and Song Xi, who is the second place, will naturally get the special scholarship.

"What, what?" Song Xi was obviously stunned for a moment.

She looked up at Shi Qinglan in disbelief, and she couldn't believe her ears, "Lanlan, you mean... you don't plan to apply for this special scholarship?"

"No." Shi Qinglan's red lips bent slightly.

She has no shortage of money or honors. Moreover, as the successor of the Medical Research Institute, she may have to participate in the question setting and grading of the newcomer assessment. This quota is useless to her.

In this case, why not give the opportunity to others?

Song Xi was mixed with surprise and panic, "But, but why don't you apply? That is a rare assessment opportunity for the Medical Research Institute. Don't you want it?"

"I don't need it." Shi Qinglan chuckled, "But you must have waited for this opportunity for a long time."

Hearing this, Song Xi couldn't help but clench his fists lightly.

She really loves medicine and is very eager to make her own achievements in this industry. Joining the Medical Research Institute is her eternal goal.

"Yeah!" Song Xi nodded firmly.

She looked up at Shi Qinglan, with a confident and determined light in her eyes, and also an unconcealable ambition, "I have always wanted to join the Medical Research Institute! I really want to!"

"Then come on." Shi Qinglan looked at her with a sweet smile.

Song Xi gently clenched his fist, "Lanlan, you are my benefactor. When I first entered Imperial Capital University... you introduced me to Dean Jiang as his student, and you gave me the thesis on liver transplant surgery, and the same opportunity this time."

"I really thank you very much. If I really achieve anything in the future, I will never forget you! I will let everyone know... If there is no one named Shi Qinglan to help me, there will be no excellent Song Xi!"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan couldn't help but smile gently.

She raised her hand and rubbed the girl's head, "So, how is the liver transplantation thesis I gave you at the end of last semester?"

"The first draft has been written and is in the revision stage." Song Xi reported to her, but then she thought of something, she lowered her eyes and said with some embarrassment, "But..."

"What?" Shi Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly.

Song Xi pursed his lips slightly, "However, I still don't have such professional medical experience after all. In many places, I temporarily quoted the materials you lent me at the beginning."

"I remember that those were papers you haven't published yet. If I use them in my own paper, will it be inappropriate? But I can't think of any replacement method..."

Shi Qinglan thought it didn't matter.

Since she lent her the materials generously at the beginning, there was no situation that she was not allowed to use them. "It's okay. I didn't plan to publish those papers. You can use them."

"Really?" Song Xi raised his eyes and looked at her.

Stars flashed in her eyes instantly, "Then... Then I will definitely sign your name at that time."

"It's up to you." Shi Qinglan chuckled helplessly.

In fact, the paper focuses on innovation and thought. If she only writes her own name, it will be better for her reputation.

Song Xi nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "Yeah."

Just then, the monitor rushed over and was surprised to see Shi Qinglan, "Ah, sister Lan, luckily you haven't left yet. I was looking for you everywhere and you didn't answer the phone."

"Hmm?" Shi Qinglan lowered her eyes and took out her mobile phone.

There were indeed a few missed calls. In addition to the monitor, there were also a few calls from Nan Xiyue and Jiang Boning.

She raised her eyes and looked at the monitor, "What's the matter?"

"Professor Jiang asked you to go to his office. He said he called you but you didn't answer. He happened to meet me and asked me to help find you."

"Got it." Shi Qinglan nodded gently.

She then lowered her eyes and sent a message to Jiang Boning, telling her to go there in a while, and then said hello to Song Xi and said goodbye.

"If you have any questions about the thesis, feel free to contact you." With that, Shi Qinglan turned and walked towards the direction of the dean's office.

"Knock knock knock--" She knocked gently on the door of the office.

Jiang Boning's voice sounded immediately, "Come in."

Shi Qinglan pushed the door open and saw Jiang Boning wearing a pair of elegant glasses, looking at something at his desk.

He had returned to Country A some time ago because of Shi Qinglan's injury, but after all, he was still a professor in the imperial capital, so after Shi Qinglan was successfully discharged from the hospital, he also obediently returned to China to continue teaching.

Looking up and seeing that the person coming was Shi Qinglan, he immediately took off his glasses and put down the things in his hands, "Lan girl, come and sit down, do you want some tea or boiled water?"

Jiang Boning took the initiative to serve the girl.

Shi Qinglan put her hands into her pockets, and she stood there lazily, "No more, just tell me what's wrong."

"What big deal can I have?" Jiang Boning smiled kindly.

But he still added a cup of new tea to Shi Qinglan, "I heard that you have returned to school to resume classes, I care about your health, are you recovering well? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"What do you think?" Shi Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly.

She is sitting here safely and soundly, and can still drink tea and chat with Jiang Boning, which probably proves everything.

Jiang Boning laughed heartily twice, "It's good that you are fine, it's good that you are fine, and I, the old man, can also put my heart at ease."

Shi Qinglan bent down and picked up an exquisite teacup.

She rubbed it with her fingertips twice, "What's the matter?"

"It's just..." Jiang Boning immediately showed a flattering smile, looking at the girl in a flattering way, "You handled the matter in S Continent well, would you consider writing an SCI paper?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's eyes slightly raised.

She knew that Jiang Boning, this old fox, must have something to ask of her whenever he came to her, and it was impossible that he was just concerned about her health. The girl slowly lowered her eyes and sipped her tea.