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Chapter 32 "if-i-die-young"(2/2)

Maybe it was because she was too tired. Zhang Xiaoqin suddenly lost her balance and was about to fall down.

At this time, someone grabbed her arm and stabilized her body, but luckily she didn't fall.

Zhang Xiaoqin secretly muttered a blessing and wanted to say some words of thanks, but when she looked up and saw Lin Feng who came to the door that day, she couldn't help but smile.

"Let's take a rest first." Lin Feng whispered, "I'll help you."

Zhang Xiaoqin didn't say anything, nodded, and then with Lin Feng's help, she slowly walked to the resting place and sat down... Then she looked at Lin Feng doubtfully, "You..."

Lin Feng said quickly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to see you. I just came here to visit the doctor. I just didn't expect to meet you, Miss Zhang."

Zhang Xiaoqin nodded doubtfully.

Lin Feng took a breath at this moment, then took out the stolen grandfather Mao, pasted two of them himself, and stuffed them directly into Zhang Xiaoqin's hand.

"This is?"

"Buy some supplements." Lin Feng smiled and said, "Live a good life, and when life should get better, it will naturally get better."

"But……"

Zhang Xiaoqin wanted to say something, but Lin Feng hurriedly said hello and walked out of the room quickly... Holding a few hundred dollars in her hand, she looked at Lin Feng's disappearing back, and finally shook her head.

"sister!"

Zhao Le came back with a towel, wiped Zhang Xiaoqin's face, and then asked curiously: "Has anyone been here just now?"

He saw the cash in Zhang Xiaoqin's hand and couldn't help but frowned.

Zhang Xiaoqin asked Zhao Le to sit down, smiled and said, "I happened to meet a friend and chatted for a few words."

"Who is it?" Zhao Le smiled, "I have to thank him properly. He is a kind person."

Zhang Xiaoqin said: "You don't know me. I haven't contacted you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Zhao Le snorted, then looked out the window doubtfully, saw two figures leaving, and frowned... He turned around and smiled slightly, then squatted down, looked at Zhang Xiaoqin, and said softly: "I'll give you a massage.

Just give it a try."

Zhao Le squatted down and pressed Zhang Xiaoqin's calf carefully. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqin stretched out his hands and gently squeezed Zhao Le's shoulders.

Zhang Xiaoqin said with a smile: "Look at your strong shoulders, don't read for too long. No one in our family is short-sighted, you are myopic!"

Zhao Le smiled honestly.

The doctor said that Zhang Xiaoqin's recovery is going very well. By the summer, she should be able to walk naturally. It may not be convenient for running, but it will not hinder her daily life.

"I'm not tired." Zhao Le said happily: "If I don't work harder, how will my life get better? Sister, you have to strive for good days by yourself!"

"fool."

Zhang Xiaoqin reached out and poked Zhao Le's forehead, then rubbed it with his palm and said softly: "Go to class, otherwise you will be late."

"Let me massage you for another five minutes." Zhao Le lowered his head again and carefully rubbed the acupuncture points on Zhang Xiaoqin's calf.

Zhao Le has studied the massage techniques for a long time these days, and has naturally become proficient in them.

Zhang Xiaoqin remembered what Lin Feng said.

When life should get better, it will naturally get better.

So, it’s probably getting better now, right?

She looked at the five hundred dollars lying next to her and smiled knowingly.





In the afternoon, the students did not see Lecturer Gao Wen, and the deputy dean was still the substitute.

"Your teacher, Teacher Gao, has taken a few days off. I will be here to teach you these days, so don't ask any more questions."

There was a murmur of discussion in the classroom.

Chen Mingming didn't listen. He sat in the back row, picked up the book he planned to finish, and began to read it carefully.

He actually doesn't have to come to school anymore, but he is used to having to get everything done, so he comes.

It was just that the deputy dean on the podium spoke too loudly with the microphone, so Chen Mingming simply put on headphones, and his whole world was filled with the sound of musical notes.

——"if-i-die-young"

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