Chapter 235 Open your mouth [recommendation ticket]

Pushing open the door of the microbiology laboratory, Su Lingfei, wearing a white coat, is sitting in front of the sterile operating table and working. Su Lingfei, dressed in a white coat, looks particularly beautiful and charming, but her face looks a little haggard, and she has two small pimples, but the pimples do not damage her delicate face at all.

"I'm back." Seeing that it was Zhang Weidong, Su Lingfei showed a smile on her face. Her slightly haggard face suddenly became vivid and beautiful, but her voice was a little hoarse.

"What's wrong with your throat? There seems to be something wrong." When Zhang Weidong saw that he had only been away for a few days, Su Lingfei not only had pimples, but also had something wrong with her voice.

"What's the matter? Isn't it all your fault? Go to the romantic life by yourself and leave everything to me!" Su Lingfei glanced at Zhang Weidong angrily, then took the inoculated petri dish from the sterile operating table, got up and put it in the incubator.

"No, I've only been away for five days. As for so much work? Besides, aren't there Dong Yunjie and Zhao Minghua to help? Zhang Weidong didn't understand.

"Just after you left, Zhao Minghua entered the infirmary with his back foot." Su Lingfei said.

"How did you get into the infirmary? So how is he now? Zhang Weidong asked hurriedly.

"It's okay now. It's a little inconvenient to eat and drink. The specific reason seems to be that when I went out to play at night, I was inexplicably beaten by a group of people. I guess it's because young people are jealous or aggressive. As you know, Zhao Minghua's personality is different from Dong Yunjie. Su Lingfei said angrily that she obviously had a problem with Zhao Minghua going out to fight with others.

"Although Zhao Minghua's personality is a little lively, after all, he is a master's degree in scientific research. I think this should still be appropriate." Zhang Weidong helped Zhao Minghua escape. But I have decided to ask for a clear later. Zhao Minghua is his subordinate no matter what he says now. How can he allow others to fight as soon as they say?

"Okay, let's not talk about him. Let's talk about you. Is the martial arts conference fun? Have you got any little sister? Su Lingfei is obviously more interested in the fight. She doesn't want to talk more about this kind of thing, or subconsciously she is more interested in Zhang Weidong's matter.

"I have soaked several, and I'm satisfied with this answer!" Zhang Weidong glanced at Su Lingfei angrily. He couldn't figure out why this woman was so stubbornly convinced that he was a pervert?

"Cut. How many little sisters? Are there a few street girls, right? Su Lingfei said disdainful.

"You?" Zhang Weidong was almost angry. "Oken, don't pretend to be wronged. Just got back, right? Why are you in such a hurry to come to the laboratory? Why don't you go back and sleep with your head covered? Su Lingfei gave Zhang Weidong a blank look.

Zhang Weidong finally felt a little more comfortable when he heard this, thinking, no matter what. This woman still cares about herself.

"I'm not tired." Zhang Weidong Road.

"I have a few junior sisters. Aren't you tired? All right, all right, don't force it. Go back and have a good rest first." Su Lingfei stared at Zhang Weidong when she heard the words, and then reached out to push him out.

Zhang Weidong looked at Su Lingfei and was completely speechless. He didn't know whether this woman really cared about him? Or are you sarcastic about him?

"Oced up, I'll go by myself. That's right. Open your mouth." Zhang Weidong waved Su Lingfei's hand and said.

"Why do you open your mouth?" Su Lingfei gave Zhang Weidong a blank look.

"See if your throat is red?" Zhang Weidong Road. In fact, he can completely judge Su Lingfei's general condition by looking at her appearance, but he doesn't know why he still put forward this request. Maybe he wants to fight back against her or cares about her.

"Cut, you're not a doctor, do you understand? Besides, the doctor will take a wooden stick to press his tongue when he looks at his throat, and he has to take a small flashlight to take a picture in, okay? If you don't even understand this, why don't you pretend to see a doctor?" Su Lingfei once again gave Zhang Weidong a disdainful look, but her tone did not sound as aggressive as before.

"I was born in the year of the owl. The night vision function is very good. No matter how dark your throat is, I can see it clearly. Zhang Weidong laughed.

"Your throat is black!" Su Lingfei stared at Zhang Weidong, and then finally opened her mouth to him obediently.

Zhang Weidong found that Su Lingfei's throat was really a little red, and he was inexplicably distressed, but he said, "Ok, brush your teeth more when you have time!"

After saying that, he hurried out, and as expected, Zhang Weidong arrived at the door. Su Lingfei's angry voice sounded behind him: "Zhang Weidong, you, I'll stop!"

Zhang Weidong laughed, but he didn't listen to her. He walked away in three or two steps.

Su Lingfei looked at the back of Zhang Weidong leaving in a hurry. He waved his pink fist vigorously at his back. It was not until Zhang Weidong disappeared. Then he pouted and stamped his feet and said, "You have no conscience, you really go back to rest!" I don't think that I haven't had a good sleep in the past few days! Well, does my mouth smell or is there something in my teeth?

Zhang Weidong went out of the laboratory to call Zhao Minghua. After the phone rang for a while, a weak voice sounded: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Zhang Weidong." Zhang Weidong frowned slightly. He could hear that Zhao Minghua's voice seemed to be not because of illness, but because of depression.

"Ah, Mr. Zhang, are you back?" Zhao Minghua heard Zhang Weidong's voice, but his spirit seemed to be better.

"I just came back. I heard that you were beaten. Where are you now? I'll go and see you." Zhang Weidong asked.

"No, it's okay. Just take a few days off..." Zhao Minghua said hurriedly.

"Stop talking nonsense, where are you now?" Zhang Weidong interrupted him in unindistently. Zhao Minghua, a master's student, was beaten. As a teacher and deputy leader of the research group, Zhang Weidong was very angry.

"In the graduate dormitory building, Room 309." Zhao Minghua saw that Zhang Weidong's tone was not good, so he had to reply honestly.

" OK, I'll be right there." Zhang Weidong hung up the phone and then strode to the graduate dormitory building. When he passed the school fruit stand, he hesitated and bought some fruit.

309 The room is a little messy, ** full of clothes, quilts and so on are piled up. This is a common phenomenon in boys' dormitories. Master's students have not become as hygienic and tidy as girls because of their higher education.

Zhao Minghua is alone in the room, with some bruises on his face and some gauze wrapped around his left arm. Seeing Zhang Weidong come in, Zhao Minghua stood up with some embarrassment. He seemed to have a lively personality and didn't know what to say.

Zhang Weidong's eyes were sharp, and he almost knew that there was basically nothing wrong with Zhao Minghua's body. It was estimated that the biggest problem was still the psychological problem. He couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief, put the fruit on Zhao Minghua's desk, and then directly asked, "What's going on?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I was beaten inexplicably." Zhao Minghua lowered his head and said, but his eyes couldn't help showing a humiliating look.

"What does it mean to be beaten inexplicably? Can't you tell the truth to me? Don't forget that although I am younger than you, I am your teacher and the deputy leader of the research group. As a student, if something happens to you, I, a teacher, should know the truth. If it's the other party's fault, as a teacher, I will definitely uphold justice for you. Zhang Weidong's face sank slightly.

Zhao Minghua could hear that Zhang Weidong's tone was a little harsh. He raised his head with a low head and smiled bitterly at him and said, "Mr. Zhang, just forget it. However, although you are younger than me, I have always respected you very much. Since you say so, I will tell you about it. Forget it if you have heard it.

Zhang Weidong couldn't help but be a little angry when he heard the words. How could Zhang Weidong's students bully anyone and beat anyone? However, he still held it, nodded calmly and said, "Tell me."

"Setime ago, I met a girl from the School of Business Administration in the English corner of the school." Zhao Minghua said that his depressed face showed a touch of red.

Domestic universities usually have an English corner. The English corner of Wuzhou University is on the big lawn in front of the gymnasium. People who love English can gather there every Tuesday night to communicate in English. This is a big scenery in the school, and it is also a place that many wolf friends like to go. Because in the English corner, you can openly talk to any student you like on the grounds of practicing oral English. Of course, the premise is that your spoken English is not too inferior, otherwise you will stutter. I guess not many people are willing to communicate with you. So during the period of college and postgraduate study, Zhang Weidong's roommates went to the English corner to hang out, and some of them really soaked in the English corner. However, because of his personality, Zhang Weidong has not been to the English corner in college or graduate school in the past few years. It is also because of the lack of communication with people in English that Zhang Weidong's spoken English is not good.

"Do you like it?" Zhang Weidong couldn't help thinking of his former roommates. Although there was not much communication, it is more warmer in retrospect.

"Hmm!" Zhao Minghua nodded with some embarrassment.

"What happened later?" Zhang Weidong became curious. Did he really get it right by Su Lingfei? It was the jealousy between young people?

"She also has a good impression on me. We chatted happily every time, and we went out for a few supper times after the English corner." Zhao Minghua's face showed a trace of sweetness of memories, but soon his face turned from sunny to cloudy.

"Later, a person suddenly appeared, claiming to be her girlfriend, warning me not to date her. After that, I asked her. She said that she was the son of the owner of Dingfeng Hotel, who was an intern in the summer vacation, and a junior student of our school's School of Economics and Trade. She was a little interested in her, but because she heard from the people in the hotel that he had made several waiters full stomachs, so she kept a distance

"You mean he's looking for someone to hit you?" Zhang Weidong raised his eyebrows and asked, his voice was a little cold.