At Jiangcheng University, the afternoon sun shines fiercely through the broad leaves of the French plane tree, and dapples the old aluminum alloy window frame of the school hospital. The cicada was howling at the top of the tree, which made people upset.
In the clinic on the first floor of the campus hospital, the air conditioner was not turned on sufficiently, and there was even a smell of stale Lysol.
Ye Tian's whole body was slumped on the squeaky black artificial leather diagnosis and treatment chair like a puddle of mud. His legs were raised high on the desk, and his toes were dangling in time with the dynamic BGM coming from his mobile phone. The white coat he was wearing was open, with a T-shirt that had been washed a little white underneath, and even a pair of flip-flops on his feet. He didn't look like a serious doctor, he looked like a second-rate man walking on the street.
"Tsk, the quality of this freshmen class is not good. Why are they all crooked and cracked?"
Ye Tian squinted his eyes. His eyes did not fall on the game interface on the mobile phone screen. Instead, he crossed the window lattice and shot thiefly at the only path outside the window.
On this day, a bird came out of nowhere.
