vision of dawn

Xi Wenbo received a fully armed little doctor at the gate of C, wearing black clothes, black trousers and a black mask, with his hands empty and without a bag, he probably grabbed a bunch of keys and a mobile phone and went out.

The mask tightly covered most of his face. His bangs were much longer than when we met last time. They were placed under his eyebrows, covering a little of his eyes. The little doctor who got into the co-pilot sat with his hands on his knees, behaved , looks very well-behaved.

"Little doctor, show me the way." Xi Wenbai smiled while lying on the steering wheel. Liao Liming said ok, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the navigation, and put it vertically in front of the stall. Lin Chiling's sister's voice sounded, coquettishly asking Xi Wenbai to go to the next intersection Turn right.

"...don't ask her to show you the way."

The boss doesn't like sweet voices.Liao Liming understood, stretched out his hand and cut Zeng Zhiwei's voice pack.

Forget it, Xi Wenbo started the car, took a peek at the little doctor by looking at the rearview mirror, and felt that he was not in a good spirit today.

"What does the boss want to buy?" Liao Liming waited for him to park the car at the entrance of the supermarket, and the thick mask fabric was bulging.

Xi Wenbo just wanted to find a reason to meet Liao Liming. He didn't know what to buy when he entered the supermarket. Usually, if he was missing something, he could just make a phone call, but he could buy some coffee and put it in the company's tea room.

Liao Liming lowered his head and counted the red boxes in the shopping cart, and stopped Xi Wenbai who was trying to empty the shelves in time, "Boss, you can drink for a year."

Liao Liming's voice was weak, the frame blocked his narrow and delicate eyelids, and the eyes behind the lenses were filled with misty water vapor. Xi Wenbai threw the last pack of coffee in and leaned over to him, "How nearsighted are you?"

Liao Liming blinked slowly, "Well... myopia is not deep, and astigmatism is severe."

"Don't lie down and read."

"The boss is right." Liao Liming sniffed while Xi Wenbo turned around.

"You don't need to call me boss, it sounds strange, and we are not in the relationship between superiors and subordinates." Xi Wenbo felt that the little doctor was too reserved.

Liao Liming shrugged, "I'm used to calling everyone Boss, or you can call me 'Lao Bo', it sounds similar and doesn't make sense."

Xi Wenbai really hoped that sometimes Liao Liming wouldn't be so smart.

When they got to the fresh and cold storage area, Liao Liming finally couldn't take it anymore. He was trembling all over his body, coughing until his head hurt. Xi Wenbai realized something was wrong, and dragged him to a warm place, and hooked his mask without any explanation, " you are sick."

Liao Liming sniffed and sniffed to admit it.

"Why didn't you say it on the phone?" Xi Wenbai was furious, annoyed that idiot Liao Liming didn't say anything, annoyed that he didn't discover the clue earlier, and took him to such a cold place, "I won't tell you if I don't ask you?"

"It's not a broken leg." Liao Liming retorted softly, rhinitis and sore throat are nothing.

"Ever been to the infirmary?"

"No... I'll be fine by taking some medicine myself. Last time—" Liao Liming rubbed his tonsils, "Last time I had a fever of 39 degrees, and they prescribed ice cubes for me."

"Don't take medicine indiscriminately. It seems to be a low-grade fever this time, right? Is it still burning?" Xi Wenbo lifted his bangs to check the temperature, "How long has it been?"

The palm covering his forehead was warm, and he instinctively told Liao Liming not to tell lies in front of the doctor, "About three days."

"Private clinic, I don't—"

"If you help me process two additional data, it will be offset."

Half an hour later, Liao Liming sat in the clinic in a daze, listening to Xi Wenbai report the name of the medicine to the doctor opposite.

After the doctor printed out the medicine list, he said that if he wanted to heal a little faster, he would hang up. Liao Liming thought that he had saved up a lot of mentoring tasks and hadn't done it, so he raised his hand and asked for a hang up.

Xi Wenbai glanced at him, nodded and asked the doctor to prescribe a dose.

The nurse silenced Liao Liming with one injection, and leaned on the chair to watch the antibiotics do free fall. Xi Wenbai went out to answer the phone, and when he came back, he apologized and squatted in front of Liao Liming's chair, saying that the company was in a hurry , I must go back first, and come to pick him up after processing.

Xi Wenbai had long legs, and when he squatted down, his trousers showed a neat line. Liao Liming lowered his head to study the midline of his trousers, and whispered yes.

"Brother, if I haven't arrived after he finishes hanging the water, you have to help me keep him." Xi Wenbai told the doctor, "Just say to continue to observe and arrange a ward."

"You owe me once." The doctor patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, you will definitely meet someone when you come back."

Xi Wenbo shouldn't have believed him.

When he came back after dealing with the matter, he searched the clinic and couldn't find Liao Liming. He went to ask the doctor, but the doctor spread his hands in distress and said that Liao had left the hospital.

"He's gone?!" Xi Wenbo was about to die of anger, "Didn't I tell you to keep him?! When he left, did his fever subside?"

"The fever is gone... I stopped him, but I can't stop him! He said that the instructor asked him to go back and do... some kind of experiment. He looked very anxious. How could I have the nerve to stop him? Everyone came here like this."

Liao Liming is so sick, yet still has the energy to dedicate himself to science. Xi Wenbai feels ashamed. He recalled that when he was studying for a Ph. D., he pretended to be sick and went to Europe for a few days because of too much pressure. I'm afraid my body will collapse.

But why hasn't he graduated yet?Even if you meet the hell-level difficulty to graduate with a doctorate card, according to Liao Liming's professionalism and hard work, it shouldn't take seven years.

Unless, Liao Liming's tutor didn't want or had no way to let him graduate.

Both situations are possible. Xi Wenbai dialed Lin Xuan's phone number and cut straight to the point, "Sister Xiaoxuan, help me find a Ph.D. supervisor, C University Biostatistics Liao Liming's supervisor, background, experience, and the number of magnetic letters received each year. , How long did it take for previous doctoral students to graduate.”

"Okay, but Mr. Xi, checking magnetic mail involves private mailboxes, which is risky."

"Then use a risk-free method." Sitting in the car, Xi Wenbai lighted a cigarette indifferently, "As soon as possible..."