Ji Yihan firmly believed that the tears she shed every time she stayed up late at the table to fill in her medical records were all the water in her head when she was determined to study medicine.
To be precise, it should have been a day of heavy rain, when a life-saving light split open the spiritual cap and poured rain all night long.
Until one day when he was hiding on the rooftop eating Malatang, a red head popped out from behind the wall and peeped at him. The head was round and bulging, like a mushroom in his bowl.
He took a bite of the meatball and she blinked.
He took a sip of the powder and she sniffed.
Finally he couldn't bear it any longer, so he buried himself in the bowl and took a big sip of the soup. The little girl was about to cry with greed, so she turned around and stopped staring.
After squatting there and tinkering for a long time, I held up a board with a sad face and showed it to him. There were three big words written on it: "It smells so good!"
Rookie trainee doctor vs vitality sick girl
