Chapter 170 Girls’ Idol

Aimoye met him and said, "Senior, do you have time to go to the infirmary with me for a check-up?"

The eyes under the cloak looked at Ai Moye for a long time, and then Zeyang nodded slowly.

The three of them went to the infirmary together. Ai Moye borrowed the school doctor's instruments to examine Na Zeyang.

"Have your rampages been restrained recently?" Aimoye asked while checking.

Na Zeyang still didn't speak, just nodded.

Lin Jiahui asked softly, "What's going on?"

"I'll tell you later, help me record the data first."

The two conducted a joint inspection and quickly reached the corresponding conclusion.

Lin Jiahui looked at the checklist, frowned and said, "Senior, this sea of ​​stars is not an ordinary disorder. If ordinary superpowers are like rippling waves, senior is like the sea on a stormy night, with magnificent waves."

Ai Moye held the burnt detector head, kicked her feet, slid the chair out a little, and shouted outside, "Teacher, the detector head is broken, do you want compensation?"

The school doctor answered outside, "If you want compensation, you have to pay it yourself if you have money. If you don't have money, find a guardian or guarantor and register it on the computer."

Ai Moye is not short of this little money, but for whom was she burned?

Of course, this account must be recorded on the Marshal's head.

After she registered, she said to Na Zeyang, "The situation is indeed better than before. I will increase the dosage of medicine. Senior, you continue to take it. After your body recovers, I will give you acupuncture."

Na Zeyang sat up slowly, and a hoarse voice came from under the cloak.

"Acupuncture?"

"It means using a needle to stimulate your acupuncture points to dissolve the accumulated blood clots and activate the meridians."

Zeyang didn't understand, and Lin Jiahui was also confused, "So, what are acupuncture points?"

Ai Moye smiled at her and said, "It's hard to explain." There's no need to waste any more words.

The three of them walked out of the infirmary, just as Zidao and Fei Jianan arrived.

Zidao had just had a big fight, and his whole body was filled with pain. His hands were still stained with blood, and he didn't know who he had torn apart.

"How's it going? Is there a way to cure it?" Her cold eyes flashed with brilliance, both cold and arrogant.

Na Zeyang still didn't say a word and left with his cloak wrapped around his body.

Aimoye said, "I can only try my best. I can't guarantee whether I can get a good result."

Zi Dao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt relieved, taking a step back and leaning against the wall.

She gave a bitter smile and murmured, "You are still the first person who is willing to kill a horse and become a living horse doctor. That's good. Really, it's good enough."

Medical experts across the galaxy said that Zeyang's condition was difficult to treat. Even Master Huaimu, a top scholar majoring in agriculture and medicine, didn't know where to start.

Being able to hear "give it a try" from Ai Moye's mouth was like a relief after a long drought for Zidao, who had been disappointed for too long.

Seeing the solemn atmosphere, Fei Jianan said with a playful smile, "Senior sister, it's a pity that you left just now. Zi Dao tore those losers alive, and there was no blood on her hands. They were so dirty."

Ai Moye had a weird expression, "Tear it alive?"

How is it torn apart? Will anyone die?

Fei Jianan laughed and said, "Don't worry, Teacher Yan is in class at your affiliated doctor today. With him here, he can even sew it up."

Lin Jiahui couldn't get into the topic. The senior Zi Dao whom she admired the most was right in front of her, and her palms were trembling with excitement.

Finally finding the entry point, she immediately said, "Teacher Yan, is that the powerful military doctor who graduated from Heyuan and is known as the 'Savior'?"

"Yes, the professor at the attached medical school, the top school doctor here." Fei Jianan gestured exaggeratedly, "Last time, my neck and head almost separated, thanks to Teacher Yan who sewed them together for me. He has good skills. I carved a flower into the seam, and the mark is still there.”

Ai Moye took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a faint red flower mark on Fei Nannan's neck.

She immediately remembered that the doctor at the prison center had mentioned a "carved doctor". Could it be that he was Yan Si?

The few of them chatted for a while. There were still classes for the third graders, so Zidao and Fei Jianan took the first step.

Lin Jiahui was so excited that she jumped up and down, crying and laughing, "Oh my God, that's Senior Zidao! If I had known I could see Senior Sister today and be able to talk to her, I should have put on makeup!"

After saying that, she immediately breathed into her palms again and asked in a panic, "I didn't brush my teeth just now. Is there no breath in my mouth?"

Ai Moye: "..." Are you too excited?

On the way back to the attached doctor, Lin Jiahui was still feeling uneasy and said, "Senior Zi Dao is amazing. I decided to become a military doctor because I saw her battle record against the Zerg when I was a senior in high school."

Her combat ability is very weak, but fortunately she has rich theoretical knowledge and can perfectly master the existing medical theories. Even if you can't fight alongside your idol, it's still nice to be able to heal your idol's injuries and illnesses.

Lin Jiahui asked again, "Ye Ye, why do you want to go to medical school?"

Aimoye said, "My family has been in my family for generations...I am very interested in medicine, and I have the wood-type superpower and my own healing power. It would be a pity not to go to medical school."

Until now, she has no specific plans.

She doesn't want to be too sure about the direction yet, whether to buy Huangxing as a lord, become a military doctor, or conduct research on agriculture.

Lin Jiahui skipped ahead and looked at the golden setting sun in the sky, her eyes full of expectations for the future.

"Ye Ye, my hometown is a very barren place. The children only play with mud when they are young, and they never think about what they will do in the future. The same is true for our ancestors. Many people have never left the place for hundreds of years. They have never left the place. I don’t know what ‘ideal’ is, but I have it.”

She turned her head, and her curly cake curls gathered around her neck, making her already lively and cute face even brighter.

Looking at Ai Moye, she said sweetly, "I want to become the most powerful military doctor, serve the country in the first half of my life, and become a strong supporter of my idol. In the second half of my life, I want to return to my hometown and give all my Tell the younger generations what you see and hear, and let them know that beyond the desolate land, there is an infinitely wonderful and splendid world."

She will work hard to send children who have never seen the world out of her hometown, so that the barren soil can bloom with beautiful and colorful flowers.

Ai Moye and Lin Jiahui looked at each other, and she saw the tenacity in the other's eyes.

Unlike her, Lin Jiahui's direction has been determined. There are too many pursuits in a long life, and it is worth working hard for it.

And what about her? In these long three hundred years, what should we do to make life more meaningful?

Until the next day, Aimoye was still thinking about this issue.

After class, the vehicle from the Institute of Botany was waiting outside the school.

Ai Moye got into the car, and Di Lie's phone call happened to come through.

"The Food Research Institute has something to do with you?"

Aimoye said, "It should be about the cooperation of soybeans and soy sauce. Anyway, I am greedy for money. If the benefits are not enough, I will not give it away for free because of my deep sense of justice."