When the pregnant wife frowned due to morning sickness, the whole family of the tycoon took turns co

An Xiaoyue was startled by Grandpa Fu's words and asked Fu Shengyang to take her.

She dared not, and did not want to.

Fu Shengyang always exuded an imposing aura, and sitting next to him made her feel suffocated. She unconsciously became cautious in everything she did and said.

Especially when he looked into her eyes, she didn't dare to look at his face at all.

“Grandpa Fu, my lab class tonight is two hours long, which is a bit long.” An Xiaoyue turned slightly to face Fu Jinyun. “As you said, Mr. Fu is busy with work, so Shang Qi can pick me up and drop me off.”

Fu Jinyun was taken aback. Just now he had said that Sheng Yang was busy with work, and the young girl had used his exact words to shut him up.

"Okay, Grandpa will listen to you."

Fu Shengyang chewed on some meat, watching the two of them with a half-smile, finding them quite easy to handle.

As the sun sets in the west, orange rays of light illuminate the earth on the horizon, each ray of light seeming to shine with the hope of life.

An Xiaoyue admired the beautiful sunset through the car window, and it seemed as if those days of going to the library to study at sunset had returned.

“Madam, the car cannot be driven into the campus. This gate is the closest to the laboratory building.”

"Okay, thank you." She always said thank you, politely but distantly.

An Xiaoyue and Shang Qi walked one after the other on campus. One was wearing a sports hoodie and jeans, and the other was wearing a black suit and low-heeled leather shoes. Their eyes were wary.

The surrounding classmates would occasionally cast curious glances at him.

An Xiaoyue didn't like being the center of attention. She gripped the strap of her canvas bag tightly, lowered her head, and walked quickly toward the laboratory building.

In the classroom, some students had already arrived, in small groups, all of whom were students from the elective course, whom she did not recognize.

Even in her own class, apart from the three people from her former dormitory and the class monitor whom she had a lot of contact with and knew, the other classmates were complete strangers.

Some stood in front of the acupuncture bronze figure and discussed acupoints and the order of flow of the twelve meridians;

Some students are memorizing the acupoint formulas for each meridian;

Some were looking down at their phones, occasionally exchanging a few words with the classmates next to them.

An Xiaoyue found a corner to sit down, looked at the table of contents of her acupuncture textbook, and tried to recall the key points. She would only flip through the book to review the parts she couldn't remember.

Beijing Medical College is the top medical school in the country, and 80% of the experts in the medical industry come from here.

Even the textbooks used by medical schools are almost all edited by professors from that school.

To cultivate well-rounded doctors proficient in both traditional Chinese and Western medicine, many of the school's courses are open-ended and offered as electives.

An Xiaoyue studied clinical medicine, but she was also interested in traditional Chinese medicine, so she chose all the major subjects of traditional Chinese medicine.

Gradually, more and more people filled the classroom, and the empty seats around An Xiaoyue were filled with people.

The once noisy classroom suddenly fell silent. An Xiaoyue looked up and saw a person already standing on the stage.

The man wore black-rimmed glasses, had a gentle smile on his lips, and stood on the podium with an upright posture like a pine tree, tall and thin.

"Hello everyone, this experiment will be conducted by me, Leng Fangyi, together with you."

His voice was gentle and warm, and his words were humble and polite, making people feel comfortable, like a spring breeze.

"Wow!" A gasp of amazement mingled with applause.

No wonder the students were so enthusiastic; An Xiaoyue learned about the Leng family's legend after studying traditional Chinese medicine.

Leng Fangyi comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. She was able to identify herbs by their fragrance and prescriptions by their smell when she was five years old. Her grandfather and father were both renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctors at home and abroad.

In particular, his grandfather, Leng Shide, was one of the first batch of renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctors in China and was received by leaders of many countries.

The Leng family has a century-old medical clinic called Zhongkangtang.

Being able to practice medicine at Zhongkangtang is the ultimate goal for every practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, and it is also a form of recognition.

With a wave of his hand, Leng Fang silenced the classroom. "Before class begins, I have something to tell you all."

"This year, Zhongkangtang plans to recruit three students from the college who are interested in traditional Chinese medicine, majoring in either traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine, or a combination of both. These students will study under traditional Chinese medicine teachers at the clinic. The instructors include Leng Shide and Leng Yushan..."

Before Leng Fangyi could finish speaking, the classmates erupted in excitement.

“Teacher Leng Shide, oh my god, how lucky must one be to meet him.”

"Doesn't Professor Leng Yushan take a break during the holidays? He's still teaching students. He truly deserves to be our dean."

"I need to see the great master. I must work hard. I have to go."

"You can just think about it. Three majors, three spots, the requirements must be extremely high?"

Leng Fangyi wasn't angry at being interrupted; instead, she listened to everyone's discussion with a smile.

Once the discussion quieted down, he continued, "Those who rank in the top three in their major in the final exams this semester, and have no record of absenteeism or failing a course, will be given priority in the interview."

After Leng Fang finished speaking, a chorus of groans erupted from the audience.

"Teacher, the acceptance rate is too low."

"And then there's the interview, so you have to cram all your professional knowledge into your head."

Leng Fang encouraged everyone, saying, "There are still more than two months until winter break, so keep up the good work!"

"We will now begin today's experimental class. Some of you have already studied our acupuncture bronze figure before class. It was designed by Wang Weiyi..."

Leng Fang started the class, and the students stopped discussing and focused their attention on the lesson.

An Xiaoyue listened attentively, but her mind was focused on securing this internship opportunity.

Leng Yushan is not only the dean of Beijing Medical College, but also an expert in hepatology. However, he has not practiced medicine outside of Zhongkangtang for many years.

If I can see him and find an opportunity to talk to him about my mother's condition, I believe that with the combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine, my mother's condition will definitely improve.

By the time get out of class ended, it was completely dark.

As An Xiaoyue stepped out of the classroom, she saw Shang Qi standing outside waiting for her.

"You don't need to do that. There are chairs over there where you can rest."

"Young Madam, this is the young master's arrangement." The young master meant to stay by her side at all times and protect her closely.

An Xiaoyue didn't say anything more. She had no right to refuse Fu Shengyang's arrangements, nor could she interfere with his decision.

Sitting in the car, An Xiaoyue checked the time.

It was past 8 p.m., and Lingxi should have already gotten off work. She sent Lingxi a WeChat message.

Xiaoyue: {Lingxi, I canceled my scheduled surgery. This morning I got my marriage certificate with the baby's biological father.}

After sending the message, she gripped her phone tightly with both hands, feeling her heart pounding harder against her chest.

Given Lingxi's personality, she'll probably give her a severe dressing-down again.

An Xiaoyue waited until her phone screen automatically turned off, but she still didn't receive a reply from Zhong Lingxi.

She sighed.

That's how it is for working people—serious overtime! Especially for interns!

If she hadn't married Fu Shengyang because of an unplanned pregnancy, she would still be being exploited right now.

Thinking about this, An Xiaoyue felt a bit conflicted; she didn't want to be a caged bird.

Back at the waterside pavilion, the small building in the woods was illuminated by warm lights.

The house was quiet; there was no one there.

She planned to take a good shower first, and then start studying.

Since she has decided to do an internship, she will also study traditional Chinese medicine in addition to her clinical specialties.

In particular, the four classic texts of traditional Chinese medicine must be thoroughly studied.

Try your best to make a good impression on the teachers during the interview!

After An Xiaoyue finished showering and packed her luggage, she opened the wardrobe and saw the suit inside.

She was puzzled to find that there were two sets of toiletries in the bathroom.

Seeing the men's clothes neatly organized in the wardrobe, she belatedly realized that Fu Shengyang was also going to live here.

Wearing her pajamas, she tiptoed along the wall towards another room with a light on.

An Xiaoyue stood at the door and heard a slight noise inside, like the sound of turning pages.

Fu Shengyang is here!

Realizing this, An Xiaoyue's heart suddenly tightened.

"What are you doing, sneaking around like that?" The voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of sternness.

Fu Shengyang looked at the shadow on the ground. Couldn't he restrain himself on the very first day?

The people behind An Xiaoyue are too impatient.