The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 546 Hug (Part 1)

"Healing the wounded is very meaningful in itself, isn't it?" Ming Jing closed the book and looked up at Bo Yuxun.

"Are you done?"

Bo Yuxun touched his nose: "Sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

Ming Jing pushed the lunch box in front of him.

"What?" Bo Yuxun asked while opening it.

"Dumplings? Chicken soup? Chicken legs?"

Bo Yuxun said with a smile: "You came all the way to the hospital so late just to bring me food? It's fine to let the servants go, your body just lost a lot of blood, you need to rest well, besides, I have already eaten It's time for dinner..."

Before he could finish speaking, his stomach groaned in disbelief.

The air in the office froze for a moment.

Bo Yuxun scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well, it's been a long time, and I'm hungry again. It's really time to come."

Ming Jing didn't expose him, and took out a pair of clean chopsticks and handed them to him.

"Director Bo, I need your signature." Lin Xuyang knocked on the door and walked in.

While Bo Yuxun was signing, Lin Xuyang said, "Director Bo is so lucky, and his family is bringing us meals at such a late hour."

Ming Jing handed him a box of dumplings with two chicken legs on top, "Doctor Xiao Lin."

Lin Xuyang pointed to himself in disbelief: "Do I have it too?"

Bo Yuxun reached out and grabbed it; "Don't give it to me."

Lin Xuyang hurriedly took a step back: "I eat what I eat."

Bo Yuxun snorted: "Not everyone is lucky enough to eat the dumplings made by my niece, you are lucky."

Lin Xuyang chuckled: "More Miss Mingjing, more Director Bo."

After the words fell, he hurried out with the lunch box in his arms as if fleeing.

Lin Xuyang couldn't wait to open the lunch box. He swore that he had never seen such a beautiful dumpling. It looked like a work of art, and he was reluctant to eat it. The fragrance of beef mixed with the smell of coriander came to his nostrils. Lin Xuyang took a bite , chewing slowly, his eyes lit up instantly.

"It's too delicious."

What kind of fairy dumplings are these.

"Wait, what did Director Bo say just now? Niece?"

Lin Xuyang realized that something was wrong, "Ming Jing is Director Bo's niece?"

He thought the two were a couple, and CP kowtowed, almost making a joke.

Lin Xuyang took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the dumplings and chicken legs, and posted it on Weibo with the text - I am so happy to eat the dumplings made by the goddess [struggle].

He majored in clinical medicine. After graduating from his senior year, he had the opportunity of a one-year internship rotation. Those of his classmates who had connections went to find powerful mentors, and those who had no connections waited for the school to assign them. He accidentally heard from a teacher that the principal was dying. Bo Yuxun is a graduate student. Bo Yuxun graduated from this school. His photo is still hanging on the school's honor wall. He is a legend in the school. His professorship has been reserved for him by the school for many years. After returning from abroad, Bo Yuxun had to form a team for scientific research projects, and recruiting graduate students was the easiest and most labor-saving way.

Bo Yuxun agreed, but the condition was that people had to choose by themselves, and the school could not interfere.

Bo Yuxun has always been his idol. He regards every journal and every paper he publishes abroad as his standard. His wish is to become a good surgeon like Bo Yuxun in the future. So after hearing that Bo Yuxun is recruiting graduate students, he I signed up right away. His excellent grades at school really caught Bo Yuxun's attention. He successfully joined Dr. Bo and became his assistant, but it was only an intern assistant. Whether he can stay for graduate school in the future still needs to be investigated. .

After the news spread in the school, I don't know how many people envied and hated him, and asked him about ways to get into Professor Bo's team. Lin Xuyang was very disturbed.

Everyone now knows that Professor Bo is a master in the medical field. If he can worship under his name and follow his master's and doctoral studies to do clinical research, the path of medicine will be half successful.

Even if he does not study as a graduate student of Professor Bo in the future, just this year's internship experience has already benefited him a lot for life.

Lin Xuyang ate the dumplings, thinking that he must work hard to get Professor Bo to accept him.

There were many comments on Weibo soon. When he was in school, Lin Xuyang was also the most popular school girl. He loved playing basketball and sharing delicious food. He had hundreds of thousands of fans on Weibo.

——Who is the goddess of Yangyang? Is it me [dog head doubts]

——The dumplings made by Goddess Wow must be delicious, Yang Yang is really blessed.

——Does Yang Yang have a girlfriend? 【heartbreak】

——I heard that you studied as a graduate student of Professor Bo. You are a great senior. You have become a legend in our school. Isn’t Professor Bo very strict? I heard from a senior that he doesn’t like to laugh.

This comment quickly gathered many comments from the medical students of the headquarters, all expressing their feelings about Lin Xuyang's good luck and their longing for Dr. Bo.

Lin Xuyang didn't need to open the background to know that there must be a lot of private messages now.

At this time, a WeChat message popped up, Yang Chong——have you got a girlfriend?

Lin Xuyang took a sip of the chicken soup, and when he saw the news, he almost choked and coughed a few times, and he replied—we agreed to go together for the rest of our lives, whoever gets out of the order first is the dog.

——I saw the Weibo you posted. Didn’t you have a girlfriend? Don't you lie bro.

——Goddess Goddess, do you understand? Do you want to take off the moon in the sky? Idiots talk about dreams, the dumplings are made by me with a thick skin.

——Oh, so, just now Xu Nan asked me on the sidelines if you had a new girlfriend, I think she still misses you, so you have no idea?

Lin Xuyang sneered, and typed quickly - if you were my brother, don't mention this name in front of me in the future.

——Okay, you are now Professor Bo's proud student, do you know if Professor Bo is still recruiting graduate students? There are quite a few people in our college staring at this position, you have to be careful.

——Professor Bo only looks at the strength, as long as there is strength, there will be a chance, let alone, I have to go to work.

Lin Xuyang hung up the phone quickly, and went to work after eating the dumplings.

Bo Yuxun couldn't help stretching out his thumb: "This is the best dumpling I've ever eaten, and the chef in Dechang Building can't compare to it."

Ming Jing scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and put it in front of him: "Eat slowly."

Bo Yuxun took a sip of the chicken soup to moisten his throat, and he felt comfortable all over his body, bursting with strength, and all the fatigue was swept away.

More than 60 dumplings, Bo Yuxun actually ate them all in one sitting, and felt that he still couldn't get enough of them.

Ming Jing was stunned, "You... your stomach is fine."

Bo Yuxun rubbed his stomach, frowned and said, "It's a bit uncomfortable."

Ming Jing was speechless, and couldn't help laughing: "You are really..."

Ming Jing took his left hand and gently massaged Hegu and Laogong points.

Bo Yuxun lay paralyzed on the sofa, looking at the girl with lowered brows and lowered eyes and gentle expression under the light, her eyes were a little dazed.

"Have you seen your mother?"

Ming Jing's massaging hands paused, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said lightly, "I've seen it."

The year Ah Yu died, she was four years old, so she probably had some memories.

"Your eyes are very similar to your mother."

He has only seen the photos, and the words accumulated Jiang Yu is a decisive and thoughtful agent, no, it should be said that Jiang Chunlan raised the killer, the sharpest knife in her hand.

But Jiang Yu in the photo is a woman with a pair of gentle eyes, very similar to Ming Jing's eyes, the same gentleness, but Jiang Yu's gentleness is more tolerant, while Ming Jing's gentleness is more tolerant Transparent.

Just looking at Jiang Yu's photo, it's hard to imagine that she will be WT's Rain God, the rumored devil who kills without batting an eyelid.

Bo Yuxun has been thinking about what kind of attitude she had towards Ran Bowen when she was sent by Jiang Chunlan to be an undercover agent next to Ran Bowen, why did she have a child with Ran Bowen, was it because Ran Bowen bullied her, or was it because of her mission? But in the end, she still killed Ran Bowen with her own hands.

How painful would it be for a woman to kill the father of her own child?

In Bo Yuxun's heart, a trace of pity arose involuntarily.

If he could work harder, break Jiang Chunlan's plot earlier, and find Ah Yu sooner, wouldn't her tragedy never happen again?

Der Spiegel can also have a healthy and happy childhood. There is no need to see through the red world prematurely and have no desires or desires like now.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts..." Bo Yuxun suddenly screamed, Ming Jing suddenly increased the pressure of the massage, and his mind was so painful.

"Food accumulation is serious. The pharmacy is closed now. I'll go outside to buy." Ming Jing picked up his bag and got up.

After taking two steps and turning around, "Her death has nothing to do with you, so there is nothing to blame. It is the fault of the bad guys. Let's think about how to make the bad guys get the punishment they deserve and comfort her spirit in heaven."

Turn around and leave.

Bo Yuxun froze for a moment, shook his head and laughed.

She always thinks of others like this, Ah Yu, have you seen it? Your daughter is so outstanding.

Brother will definitely take good care of her in the future, and won't let her suffer the slightest grievance, and you will be able to smile at Jiuquan.

What Mingjing said is right, self-blame and guilt are meaningless, the dead have already passed away, and only by letting the bad guys get the punishment they deserve can comfort the souls of the dead.

This time, he had to make Jiang Chunlan unable to turn over again.

——

Ming Jing walked out of the hospital, and the lights were on in a pharmacy diagonally opposite. Ming Jing took the overpass to cross the road, and walked up the stairs slowly.

In the middle of the night, there was no one on the overpass, and there was a lot of traffic under the bridge, galloping away.

After Ming Jing bought the medicine, he went up to the overpass again. On the originally empty overpass, there was an extra figure.

The man was surrounded by darkness, and the occasional car lights flashed by, reflecting the slender silhouette of the man.

In a car under the bridge, the window was half down, and the smoke between the man's fingers had burned to the end.

The man stared at the figure on the overpass, and gritted his teeth: "Nighthawk."

Ming Jing walked slowly, and the moment he passed by, the man suddenly made a move, Ming Jing tilted his head, the man's hand brushed Ming Jing's side face and flew over, and the wind brought by it swept over a strand of hair on Ming Jing's temple, Flying silently in the night wind.

The man quickly attacked with a backhand, Ming Jing suddenly gave up resistance without any warning, the next moment, the man's five fingers clasped Ming Jing's slender neck, under the disparity in strength, it was as if the man moved his hand lightly, and her neck broke.

He is like an eagle spreading its wings, she is like a weak rabbit, the results are self-evident.

The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned around, and Ming Jing's waist slammed into the cold railing of the overpass.

The curly hair flowed like water, the traffic flowed like a dragon on the road below her, the hair fluttered and fluttered in the wind, and the girl's face was breathtakingly beautiful in the night.

A smile floated on his lips, gentle and charming, "If you want to kill me, why save me?"

Her neck was so slender and fragile, he was afraid that it would be broken accidentally, so he couldn't help but withhold a little strength, the delicate feeling of skin touching made his heart tremble unspeakably.

"You are not her daughter, who are you?"

It was impossible for Jiang Yu to have had a child, let alone Ran Bowen.

"Who am I?" The girl's eyes were a little confused, Ye Ying looked at these eyes, and the whole person was going crazy.

"Ayu."

He let go of his hand suddenly, and hugged Ming Jing suddenly.

The broad chest completely enveloped the girl's whole body, completely impenetrable.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Ye Jian secretly shrank his head, not daring to breathe.

"Click" the sound of a bullet being loaded.

Ye Jian was afraid that Lord Xiao would go up impulsively and shoot that man down.

The night wind blew past her ears, and she heard a strong heartbeat.

"She is dead, I am the mirror."

Her response was a tight hug.

Mingjing was helpless, the former Jiang Yu was indeed longing for a hug, but it was the dead Jiang Yu.

But the current Der Spiegel does not need it.