Ye Qingqing found from the horns in the drawer her summer homework, which had been covered in dust for most of the summer, was not much, that is, a thick exercise collection, including the history of Chinese, English, and materialization.
In addition, there are ten essays.
Sadly, she didn't write a word.
Ye Qingqing looked at the homework in front of her with tears in her eyes. It was only ten essays, and she could deal with it in one go, but the homework on the exercise set gave her a lot of headaches.
These subjects all knew her, but she didn't know any of them.
Among them, there are also physics and chemistry that she hates the most, especially organic chemistry. Those strange symbols are even more difficult to understand than the talismans drawn by Lin Zhengying, but hypnosis is quite good.
But if she wants to go to medical school, she can only study science, but science must take physical chemistry, especially medical school, chemistry seems to be a compulsory course.
I heard someone say before that only a scholar has the courage to choose to study medicine.
She is such a big scumbag, how can she dare to blow the cows of the medical school?
Did Liang Jingru give her the courage?
Ye Qingqing sighed inwardly. She rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the room, and turned out all the books in the first and second year of high school. She had to learn from scratch, otherwise she couldn't even solve the simplest problems.
She put all the books and homework in her bag, a big bag full, ready to go to Lu Mo's place to do it. This guy made a lot of compliments yesterday, hum, today I'll see how capable he is!
"Grandma, I went to Lu Mo's place to do my homework!"
Ye Qingqing spoke to the old lady in the yard who was working hard to paste paper boxes. Shen Yanhong swept the ground with one hand with difficulty, her forehead was covered in sweat, but Ye Qingqing showed no sympathy.
Compared with the suffering of her parents, this is only for pediatrics. In the future, this woman will suffer!
"Go!"
The old lady simply agreed, because after she asked Ye Qingqing to send a chicken to the Lu family, Lin Shufang asked Ye Qingqing to bring back a large piece of meat that day. The old lady was very happy and was naturally more and more satisfied with the Lu family.
"It's okay at home, come back later."
Ye Qingqing was out of the yard, and the old lady's roar came out, she couldn't help being happy, the old lady wanted her to have dinner before coming back!
The abacus is really good, no wonder Xiaotong's arithmetic ability is so strong, it must be inherited from the old lady.
When he arrived at Lu's house, Lu Mo was practicing walking in the yard. Compared with yesterday's stiffness and sluggishness, today's Lu Mo is much faster. There is a young woman in military uniform beside him, valiantly, looking at Lu Mo with a smile.
"Excellent, take another ten steps to rest."
"I can take a few more steps, no problem at all." Lu Mo was dissatisfied. He knew his body better than anyone else, and he only took thirty steps, and he rested before he could move enough?
Yesterday he walked more than twenty steps!
Today, three or five times more, no problem at all.
But he had to listen to the doctor's words. Lu Mo stopped depressed, and the female doctor in military uniform walked over quickly, trying to help Lu Mo, but a dark shadow quickly blocked her.
"Captain, I'll help you!"
Tie Dan glanced at Bai Jiani vigilantly. She was a doctor from the military region hospital that had invited Ying to cooperate with Lu Mo's rehabilitation. She was beautiful, and she was a scholar with a high background. She was said to be the daughter of the military region chief.
Bai Jiani's hand froze in mid-air, stagnant for a few seconds, she smiled awkwardly, and withdrew her hand, her expression quickly recovered, heroic and graceful, it was hard to make people feel bad.
But Ye Qingqing didn't like this woman.
Women's intuition is the most sensitive, especially in the face of rivals, comparable to Sherlock Holmes.
This woman definitely has plans for Lu Mo, don't try to hide it from her eyes!
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