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Chapter 446 Show off your power

Chapter 446 Show off your power
The number of participants in the short video conference was not large, with only a group of five people: Nie Mingxian, Li Yuanpei, Lan Tianluo, and Jie Han.

Li Yuanpei was the first to invite Fang Ziye. After Fang Ziye answered, Li Yuanpei's voice came through as he adjusted the microphone: "Brother Ye, can you hear me? Brother Ye, Brother Ye?"

“I can hear you, Yuanpei. Why are you online so early? I posted in the group that the meeting time was 2:30 pm.” Fang Ziye said while wearing Bluetooth earphones.

Li Yuanpei's work focus in the department has shifted, gradually moving from a clinical skills-based doctoral degree to a management position and research direction.

"Brother Ye, this is what I'm thinking. Instead of having this small video conference, it's better for us brothers to go out and have a meal together."

“I just called the teacher and asked, Ye-ge, you don’t need to take on any emergency surgeries except for catastrophic injuries right now.”

"Brother Ye, you haven't eaten out in a long time. Let's get together."

"Wouldn't it be great to have a meeting in person?" Li Yuanpei invited with a smile, his voice hearty.

"Let's get together again next weekend. Teacher Chen Fang invited me tonight, but I'm going out to eat now. If I don't eat later, Teacher Chen Fang will think I have a problem with her."

After explaining, Fang Ziye pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, Brother Pei, I'll book a private room at a teahouse, and I'll have Lan Tianluo and Jie Han buy some fruits and dried food?"

"That works too, Brother Ye. I'll buy the fruit and book the private room!" Li Yuanpei offered to take on the task.

Li Yuanpei's family was very wealthy; it couldn't even be described as just well-off.

To prepare for his doctoral entrance exams, he attended several private tutoring classes. Even well-off families can't afford to spend that much on a medical student's education.

"It's okay, Pei-ge. Go tell the others, I'll make the reservations. Or if you have any good suggestions, just send them to me."

"It's been a long time since I've treated everyone to a meal," Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye is not pretending to be a big shot!

Fang Ziye also went through master's and doctoral studies, and he was very sincere during those times. When he was a student, he would be extremely strapped for cash, or he would have to ask his family for money.

However, Fang Ziye had already skipped this stage. In the first few months, Fang Ziye's monthly expenses were just over two thousand yuan for food delivery, and his monthly income was no less than twenty thousand yuan.

In such circumstances, it is only natural for a fellow student to treat his classmates to a meal.

If someone is treating you, and the other person is someone you're close to, then a group of single people will arrive very quickly.

Half an hour later, only Jie Han was missing.

In order to get there in time, Jie Han had already asked his senior in the lab to do the experiment for him.

The joy of being a student is that if you can have a meal together, you can be happy for a whole week...

Nie Mingxian was the second to last to arrive, carrying two bags of snacks. After pushing open the door to the private room, he looked around first, and then automatically walked to Fang Ziye's left.

He placed the bag of snacks he was carrying on the table: "I saw them on my way here, so I bought some. Consider it afternoon tea."

"Order some more later, just enough to reach the minimum spending requirement."

Lan Tianlu touched his large earlobe, looked at Nie Mingxian, his wheat-colored skin concealing a slight change in his expression, and said with his head slightly lowered, "I also saw the snack shop when I came here."

Nie Mingxian naturally picked up the conversation: "We in Tianluo usually have snacks stuffed into our mouths by others, so we certainly wouldn't consider so many details."

"But it doesn't matter. Although my brothers are dull and not very knowledgeable, they have learned some crooked ways."

"Has Jie Han not arrived yet? Let's get started even if he hasn't." Nie Mingxian then turned on the computer.

As Nie Mingxian was speaking, a thin, chubby-faced "mushroom" squeezed in from outside the door, his forehead covered in sweat and his hair soaked with sweat. He must have heard Nie Mingxian's last words.

As he hurried toward the empty seat, he said, "Wait, Brother Xian, I'm coming right now."

After sitting down, Jie Han first turned on his computer, and then grabbed a tissue from the table to wipe his sweat.

Seeing Jie Han's appearance, Li Yuanpei carefully pressed the doorbell to order, and asked the waiter to bring in two packs of napkins after he came in a while later.

After everyone had arrived, Fang Ziye greeted each person individually and said, "We're all family here, and everyone's very considerate, so please feel free to make yourselves at home!"

"Eat and drink as you please. This is our first get-together today, and it's just about planning and arranging some general activities. There won't be any detailed interactions, so there's no need to focus too much on it..."

"Let me start by saying that I think our team members can divide the work into more detailed parts and strive to achieve more win-win results through division of labor."

“Without the big boss and the boss in person, you, Brother Ye,” Fang Ziye said, turning his head respectfully and saying, “Brother Xian, Xiao Ye.”

Seeing Nie Mingxian roll his eyes as he drank mineral water, Fang Ziye continued, "Let me brag a little."

“Destructive trauma will inevitably be a hot topic in the future. Moreover, I personally believe that in the future, provincial-level cities may even separate destructive trauma into a subspecialty of orthopedics.”

"We are all entitled to be the first to eat the crab."

"The above is just my personal understanding of the background information."

After finishing his mineral water, Nie Mingxian tilted his head and said, "I would like to add that with the development of technology and the application of various high-violence items in daily life, the incidence of damage will increase."

"Therefore, Ziye's deduction is rather cautious."

"Of course, if it's extremely violent, then it might not just be damage, but destruction of people."

“You go first…you speak first.” Nie Mingxian looked at Fang Ziye and gestured for him to take his seat.

Fang Ziye said, "Brother Xian, let me first tell you how I think you can shift your center of gravity."

"First of all, what our team is currently lacking is professional operational personnel. We discussed this in May. If there is no one to take over, we simply cannot perform functional reconstruction surgery."

"My hand got sore once, and I had a spasm once. If there were no other way, I would not want to have it done a second time."

"Of course, I'm glad that you and Tianluo can catch up in the first echelon. Tianluo has also recently been given the authority to perform level two surgeries by Professor Deng. It will be feasible for him to perform debridement directly in clinical practice in the future."

"Brother Xian, I think your main tasks are threefold. First, you are still in charge of developing a small extracorporeal arteriovenous circulation device for limb salvage surgery in the animal laboratory."

"The second is clinical surgery. You will first serve as a trainee surgeon in Professor Chen Fang's group, responsible for routine invasive surgeries."

"Thirdly, we will work together to develop an animal experimental model for standard operating procedures for damage, summarize the methods, and then promote them to other colleagues or teachers who come to learn."

“These three tasks are all very demanding. Those who are capable will be given more work. Brother Xian, you may have to work hard for a while.”

Upon hearing this, Nie Mingxian scratched the right side of his head with his right hand and said with a smile, "It really is heavy. Ziye, aren't you afraid I'll suddenly die?"

"Definitely not. We should balance work and rest, take it slow, and not rush," Fang Ziye said with a smile.

It's not like Nie Mingxian will finish in a day or two. The best-case scenario is to keep Nie Mingxian by his side indefinitely, and Fang Ziye would be happy to give him a share of the money.

Nie Mingxian's genius in modifying existing clinical equipment is similar to Lan Tianluo's mathematical talent, and it would be difficult to find someone to replace him.

“Okay.” Nie Mingxian nodded first.

His visit to Central South University was completely unexpected; he was just accompanying Professor Liu Huanglong on a "visit," but ended up getting bogged down in a quagmire from which he couldn't extricate himself.

Fang Ziye watched as Nie Mingxian, despite saying he was tired, turned around and started typing on his keyboard.

Then he turned to the second page of the notebook: "Yuanpei. Now let's talk about you."

Li Yuanpei was writing some information in his notebook at the moment, and he was quite surprised to hear this.

"Me? Aren't I just a scoundrel?" Li Yuanpei said cheerfully, revealing the bitterness deep in his heart.

Of all the people present, he was the least capable; Li Yuanpei thought he was just a nobody.

“Brother Pei, how could you possibly be a slacker? Tianluo and Jiehan, among others, all think you are exceptionally talented.”

"Teamwork ability is equally important, and coordination is a crucial factor. Yuanpei, you should also be able to sense that during our master's program, the management of teams of all sizes was almost non-existent."

"You could say they were all working independently, with virtually no hierarchy. You did your thing, I did mine. We were all supposed to be a team, but we were really just different small groups in the same lab."

“But I, Professor Yuan, and my mentor have all noticed that since you started your doctoral studies, things like the department’s learning and the junior students’ planning have become much more organized.”

“This is your unique ability, and this is a personnel structure that even Associate Professor Hong Zili’s team does not have.”

“Yuanpei, your task is also very heavy. First, you need to arrange the learning plan for the master’s students’ research skills and clinical skills. You may also need to contact the teachers, me, Tianluo, and the doctoral students to conduct clinical teaching lectures and experimental operation drills for the students.”

"Secondly, comprehensive task allocation. This includes, but is not limited to, the allocation of tasks for basic cell experiments, clinical projects, and animal testing projects. We will assign suitable positions to each member of our team based on their abilities."

"Thirdly, I've found that some of our interns are quite excellent. Yuanpei, if you find a suitable one, you can recommend him to your superiors. It would be great if we could recruit some good talents from our own university."

"The fourth point is your own clinical skills learning plan, Brother Pei. You can contact whoever you want to teach you. These are the words of your mentor, Teacher Deng Yong."

Exploit strengths and avoid weaknesses.

Li Yuanpei's talent is actually quite good. Although he is not as good as Xiong Jinhuan and Wang Yuanqi, he is better than Gu Yi, who was sent to Enshi by Deng Yong.

Li Yuanpei pursed his lips, quickly jotting something down. After finishing, he looked at Fang Ziye with a complex expression and eyes: "Okay!"

Fang Ziye seemed to understand Li Yuanpei's gaze, and then said, "Brother Pei, I believe you are definitely the most important pillar of our team."

A team that only has geniuses in clinical practice and scientific research will eventually end up working independently. They can cooperate for a while, but it will be difficult to cooperate in the long run.

There are too many precedents to prove this point, and if there is a lubricant between people, they can very cleverly and always complement each other's strengths and weaknesses.

Without Li Yuanpei's appearance, Fang Ziye himself would not have realized this. Fang Ziye never thought that his classmate Li Yuanpei would eventually have such a special ability.

"Lan Tianluo, your task is very simple."

"The only thing is to do what you want to do, whether it's math, data analysis, or whatever you want to do, like becoming a doctor."

“You can develop however you want, there’s nothing wrong with that.” Fang Ziye then looked at Lan Tianluo.

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianluo immediately said, "Senior brother, I can perform surgery. I find the thrill of treating patients and performing surgery very strong. I enjoy seeing patients come with furrowed brows and leave with smiling faces. This excites me more than if I were to calculate something."

Everyone has their own interests and hobbies.

Some people enjoy healing the sick and saving lives, believing it reflects their value in life, and there's nothing wrong with that.

Some people dislike studying medicine and the profession, preferring artistic freedom.

Some people appreciate the beauty of mathematics, its difficulty, and its freedom and rigor, and there's nothing wrong with that.

"As for other matters, I'll see how things go."

"I will not give up mathematics as a tool either. The combination of mathematics and clinical practice can be just as beautiful," Lan Tianluo said.

"Alright, you have three tasks: first, be a surgical tool; second, study; and third, become a 'data analysis' expert."

"Brother Xian, I'm saying that any data from our research group might produce different statistical results in Tianluo's hands. You don't object, do you?" Fang Ziye asked.

Nie Mingxian turned his head to look at Lan Tianluo.

Then he let out a long sigh: "Ziye, you're so lucky. I wish I had a brother-in-law like that!"

Lan Tianluo looked at Nie Mingxian cautiously and said directly, "No, my sister probably wouldn't like your looks."

Fang Ziye immediately noticed that Nie Mingxian's expression was a scene straight out of the Flowing Sand River, a turmoil of emotions...

Academic achievements, IQ, and accumulated knowledge are all variable, but physical appearance is a fatal flaw.

After seeing your real face, even plastic surgery won't help.

Fang Ziye quickly changed the subject: "We'll talk about Jie Han's mission arrangements later."

"In the current group, the people who have the opportunity to become the second tier of people who can perform destructive damage are my teacher Yuan Weihong and teacher Liu Huanglong."

“Since Professor Liu Huanglong directly oversees three groups, there is no need for special instruction. My suggestion is that Lan Tianluo go and follow Associate Professor Peng Long, while our mentor Yuan Weihong forms a separate group.”

"This will inspire Teacher Yuan's enthusiasm for learning."

When Fang Ziye said this, everyone was stunned.

"Are you the master, or is Teacher Yuan Weihong your master? You've taken away all the people who can perform surgery all at once, what about Teacher Yuan?" Nie Mingxian couldn't wait to complain again.

Fang Ziye laughed and said, "My master gets bored and emo when he has nothing to do."

"And what about you, Brother Ye?" Li Yuanpei asked in a low voice after taking notes.

Fang Ziye has said so much, but he hasn't mentioned what his task assignment is. This is unacceptable!

Is Fang Ziye about to pretend to be a superior and start giving orders?
"I need to move forward and work on functional rehabilitation and related areas to deal with some unpredictable patients in our department."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he widened his eyes and grinned, "According to reliable information I have received, our department, our hospital's VIP ward, may be admitting a patient with a rather special status."

“These patients and their families are very difficult to deal with, and they have very high demands and can be quite demanding. Although Professor Liu has taken back the authority to admit patients to our ward, the authority to admit patients to the VIP ward is not under our department's control…”

Nie Mingxian quickly recognized the unfamiliar term: "What does 'strong function' mean?"

"It's about some 'pseudo-patients' who still have function, but their function is relatively weak or not at its peak. We're looking for ways to push their function to the next level."

"Within the medical field, many people fall into the category of sub-healthy individuals who are not actually suffering from diseases." "If this group is not properly managed, they may cause trouble."

After Fang Ziye finished his analysis, he added, "In addition, Hubei Province is a province with a relatively developed water system, and floods are frequent. During the rescue process, many police officers or soldiers will be injured."

"Let me see if I can help them too, and see if I can keep them from being forced to withdraw."

Inside the private room, a silencer was immediately applied, and the silence lasted for almost a minute.

Everyone stared at Fang Ziye, mouths slightly agape, their hearts pounding.

Scientific research should be free, but Fang Ziye's string of research projects, like a candied hawthorn, was really overwhelming for them.

Lower limb injuries, upper limb injuries, functional reconstruction surgery, limb transplantation; now they've also developed a functional enhancement program.

Is Fang Ziye planning to run all the way through this track?

While everyone else was still considering the most basic damage, Fang Ziye had already set his sights on the sub-healthy population who were not patients.

Fang Ziye then added, "Of course, this won't take up much of my clinical time. I'm just looking for some theoretical directions and exploring any breakthroughs in rehabilitation training."

"At that time, we might need your help, Brother Xian, to use methods such as magnetic therapy, electrotherapy, acupuncture, and massage to push the small track of functional enhancement forward..."

"Okay, that's about all I wanted to say."

"Jie Han's main task is to do this with me. We'll conduct theoretical discussions together, and also refine the relevant theories of functional reconstruction techniques..."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, Nie Mingxian offered some of his own ideas.

These ideas are all based on the functionally robust variants that Fang Ziye just proposed, such as the treatment of peripheral nerve diseases, the treatment of visceral diseases, and the comprehensive treatment of paralyzed patients, etc.

If this line of thinking can continue, the entire team won't even need to change its major research direction for the past ten years. They can keep pushing forward and break through a certain track in the entire field of surgery.

……

It was 8:20 PM.

After finishing their meal and drinking half a bottle of beer, Fang Ziye rode his electric scooter back towards Luo Tingzhu's house.

Halfway there, Fang Ziye saw a pharmacy that was still open, so he simply opened the stand of his electric scooter and climbed inside.

When he left, Fang Ziye's hands were empty, but he looked around like a thief, craning his neck and shoulders. After not finding anyone he knew, he straightened his sleeves, went down the steps, and got back on his electric scooter.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~" Fang Ziye whistled as he walked home after returning the car in the designated area. The hot summer breeze felt surprisingly refreshing.

As Fang Ziye climbed the stairs, he whistled. Although the streetlights on two floors of the stairwell were out, every step of the stairs was clearly visible to him.

Fang Ziye was whistling as he opened the door.

When I opened the door, the lights were on inside, and I could hear the rustling sounds of washing up coming from the bathroom.

The sounds collided, and Fang Ziye's whistling came to an abrupt halt. Just as he was about to step across the threshold, Fang Ziye's heart pounded violently twice, as if his chest wall had directly collided with his chest wall, and then he felt a jolt of electricity.

I tiptoed in, carefully closed the door, turned the handle, and only put the handle down and put the lock back in place after the door was closed.

A moment later, Fang Ziye quickly put down his keys and then took out his phone, placing it on the living room table.

Fang Ziye took a look at the tools used in the crime, which were wrapped in a small black plastic bag in his left trouser pocket, and quickly ran into the room to put them in the bedside table beforehand.

After closing the drawer, Fang Ziye's chest pounded a few more times.

As he left the bedroom, Fang Ziye called out, "Tingzhu, did you come back early?"

Luo Tingzhu said she would be back at 10 o'clock, but it's only 8:32 now, so she arrived a full hour early.

The air conditioner in the living room had been turned back on, and the room was quite cool, proving that Luo Tingzhu had been back for at least twenty minutes.

"Yes, I've handed the experiment over to someone else," Luo Tingzhu replied, her voice the only response.

Even so, Fang Ziye, who was particularly distracted today, recalled the steamy scene from that night almost two months ago.

"You take a shower first, I'll check the takeout. You probably haven't had dinner yet, right?" Fang Ziye quickly made up an excuse.

Fang Ziye also felt that it had been a long time since he had been intimate with Luo Tingzhu. Today, he finally had a day off, and it would be too 'impolite' to talk too much while she was taking a shower.

It wouldn't be good to scare her; Fang Ziye himself also felt that this was not quite right...

Her damp hair was swept to one side, and a blue triangular towel was being rubbed between Luo Tingzhu's slender white hands. Luo Tingzhu's neck was tilted to the side, and a large patch of fair 'skin' was playfully exposed on her long neck through her sternocleidomastoid muscle.

Her pointed chin and delicate ears tilted slightly as she turned her head. Perhaps because she was a little nervous, she moved slightly whenever Fang Ziye's phone made a sound.

They were clearly trying to catch Fang Ziye's voice.

Luo Tingzhu was wearing a white striped short-sleeved pajama top and shorts. When she reached out to rub a triangular towel, she occasionally moved the chin of the pajama top, revealing her lower abdomen.

Although she didn't have any abs, her slender waist always made Fang Ziye's nose tingle and his blood rush when he looked at her.

Although the above items are completely unrelated.

"I ordered hot pot for delivery. Is that okay for you to eat tonight?" Fang Ziye asked.

Luo Tingzhu walked up to Fang Ziye in front of the full-length mirror, stood sideways, forcefully tossed her hair back, raised her proud chin, and replied in a soft voice, "Sure, Senior Brother, do you still want some?"

After Luo Tingzhu turned completely to the side, her wet hair dried a bit, and upon closer inspection, her adorable earlobes became even more prominent.

With his profile outlined, Luo Tingzhu's eyes, nose, nostrils, and the curve of her mouth were all captured by Fang Ziye's eyes.

But all of this only made Fang Ziye stare blankly. Fair arms, fair armpits, the full curve of the white striped pajamas, the flat, empty abdomen, the hem of the pajamas falling freely as he leaned forward slightly, and there was not a trace of fat on his stomach.

Fang Ziye and Ma's eyes widened instantly.

Fang Ziye silently recited a few silent incantations: "The essence of the occurrence and development of osteosarcoma cells lies in..."

Well, after reciting the fifth line for the first time, some of his anger naturally dissipated, and Fang Ziye's heart calmed down, and he began to feel sorrow for the cancer patient.

But calming the mind can't cure a dry mouth. Fang Ziye swallowed twice and said, "Eat something..."

"I'm going to take a shower first." Fang Ziye immediately made his escape.

When Fang Ziye finished washing up and came out, Luo Tingzhu had already dried her hair and was sitting quietly on the sofa, flipping through a book.

The book is called "Good Boy, Pat Your Head".

However, upon hearing Fang Ziye emerge from the restroom, Luo Tingzhu looked up knowingly and asked, "Senior brother, didn't you say you were going to have dinner with Teacher Chen Fang? Why did you finish so early?"

Fang Ziye watched Luo Tingzhu close the book box and said, "I didn't drink much, so it ended early."

Fang Ziye asked again, "Why are you back so early?"

Luo Tingzhu's breathing was a little rapid. She didn't dare tell Fang Ziye that she hadn't gone to the lab at all that afternoon. Instead, she had handed over all the tasks to a junior student and then holed up in the library, lost in thought and searching for some inappropriate questions for children.

During this process, she was asked for her WeChat several times, and Luo Tingzhu inexplicably scanned the QR code and added the other party as a friend.

“There happened to be a junior in the lab who was learning experiments from me who offered to help me with it. I thought, ‘You’ve managed to escape emergency surgery and emergency consultations, so I came back first.’”

"You..." Luo Tingzhu trembled slightly, feeling uneasy, after Fang Ziye's left hand slid past her back.

A strange yet familiar scent invaded my nostrils, and the 'body temperature' of another body that didn't belong to my own hands and feet touched my body. Wherever it passed, it seemed that K ions were jumping wildly, causing an unbearable tingling sensation.

"Don't be nervous, give me a hug. It's been so long since I've hugged someone," Fang Ziye said softly.

When dating, guys should take the initiative.

All told, the two have been dating for a year and four months. During this time, they had a long-distance relationship for half a year while living abroad, and then another four months of long-distance relationship while working at the same hospital after returning home.

Luo Tingzhu stopped squirming and nestled softly in Fang Ziye's arms, then whispered, "Senior brother, do all you men like to lie?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye exerted force and lifted Luo Tingzhu onto his lap: "There are also girls who like to lie, so we can't generalize."

"For example, I rarely lie. Whether in life, work, scientific research, or dating, I almost never lie," Fang Ziye argued and analyzed logically.

"Then, senior brother, have you ever lied to me?" Luo Tingzhu stared, her clear eyes looking at Fang Ziye like a flawless piece of jade.

“I haven’t lied, I haven’t,” Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingzhu pouted like a little girl. She continued to open her eyes wide, which were slightly watery.

Fang Ziye read it and quickly confessed, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

"Originally, I planned to surprise you during the May Day holiday. I wanted to spend the holiday with you, and I even managed to get a day off, but I ended up messing things up!"

"It completely broke Professor Xu Long's mentality."

"But I dare not tell you." Fang Ziye quickly confessed that he had actually lied to Luo Tingzhu.

Moreover, he kept it a secret for two whole months, and after the incident, he ran back immediately.

"Then why do you say you're not lying? You're lying."

"You were just lying a moment ago." Luo Tingzhu persisted, her voice soft and captivating.

Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes, then looked at Luo Tingzhu's phone: "I'll check your browsing history..."

"Don't look, don't look..." Luo Tingzhu quickly reached out to grab it, and a pair of soft, sweet hands were pulled into her arms. After snatching the phone away, Luo Tingzhu turned her head and solemnly warned Fang Ziye.

"Senior brother, this is my privacy, you absolutely are not allowed to look!"

Even if Fang Ziye took advantage of her, she wouldn't let him see the search results to avoid social death.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Then let me see you."

Fang Ziye playfully pulled up his sleeve a little. Luo Tingzhu's eyes widened, and she stood up and sat down 0.05 meters away from Fang Ziye. She continued to look at Fang Ziye with a complicated and nervous gaze, her face flushed, and her upper lip biting her lower lip!
Fang Ziye sized her up, thinking to himself—

In the North dwells a beautiful woman. Peerless and independent. Knowing the future, she remains serene; yet, shyness is inescapable.

"Tingzhu, don't be so shy," Fang Ziye said.

"I didn't, you were the one who started it." Luo Tingzhu covered her phone and tucked it behind her back.

Fang Ziye really wanted to say, "Tingzhu, don't be misled by the online guides. It's true that one dares to search, one dares to teach, and one dares to learn."

Finally, the takeout arrived shortly after.

Luo Tingzhu was hungry, so she started eating takeout. Fang Ziye didn't disturb her. He just watched Luo Tingzhu quietly eating at the table, lifting her collar and taking small bites. Occasionally, she would steal a glance at Fang Ziye, or occasionally she would steal a glance at her phone.

"Would you like a bite?" Luo Tingzhu asked.

Fang Ziye laughed and said, "I'm not hungry, you eat, I'll watch you eat."

"Then can you stay hungry and not do anything bad?" Luo Tingzhu finally lowered her head and said this.

"Huh?" Fang Ziye was taken aback.

Who taught her this?

"Why do you say that?"

Luo Tingzhu did not answer.

"..."

That's absolutely right!
Luo Tingzhu ate takeout, while Fang Ziye transformed into a giant panda, refusing takeout and instead eating bamboo...

A pair of lovers lie in the quilt, the man shyly at ease, the woman slumbering...

A sweet dream.

The next day, Fang Ziye got up early.