Chapter 2794 Little Brother

As Principal He left, the students were completely overjoyed.

But under the pressure of the teachers, these emotions came and went quickly, and there were only a few ripples left in a blink of an eye.

After the evening self-study was over, several girls went back to the dormitory together.

"Xiao Yun, why didn't you go and have a look? There is a little brother who is so handsome!" A girl still couldn't forget Su Yun's prosperous beauty, and shared all this with her best friend with starry eyes.

"I saw it, it's good." The girl named Xiaoyun said softly.

"Stop studying all the time, you're all nerds."

"No, I just want to find him sometime and watch him quietly for a few minutes by myself." Xiaoyun said seriously, "I don't want to watch it with you."

"So you are the most nympho!"

Several girls laughed together and returned to the dormitory.

After washing and turning off the lights, Xiaoyun lay down under the quilt, buried her head in it, and blocked the light of the mobile phone, so as not to be discovered by the teacher who checked the bedroom.

The picture downloaded from the profile of the handsome doctor from 912 was preserved intact in the phone storage, and Xiaoyun looked at it lovingly after calling it out.

What she looked at was a photo that Su Yun submitted when he came to Haicheng, an ordinary ID photo with a blue background.

But no matter how ordinary, as long as the person above is handsome enough. It seemed that the light in the quilt was not emitted by the mobile phone screen, but by the person in the ID photo.

If you are a doctor, then you should also apply for a medical school when you take the college entrance examination. It's just that 912 seems to be a military doctor. It is said that doctors have to go to affiliated schools during their internships.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyun began to look up which school to apply for in order to go to 912 for clinical practice.

Or...he seems to be a professor already, such a young professor is really amazing. But he is already a professor, so he should be able to guide graduate students.

After searching randomly for an hour or two, her eyes were full of little stars, Xiaoyun still didn't feel tired.

He is really a handsome little brother, especially that wicked smile, which makes his heart beat faster and faster.

Just like that, the phone landed on my chest, very hot. She didn't know whether her skin was hot from blushing or from looking at her phone for too long, but Xiaoyun fell asleep unknowingly.

In the past few days, longing has turned into motivation. It seems that it is not an easy task to be admitted to the Military Medical University. Xiaoyun burst out with unparalleled enthusiasm and devoted herself to her studies.

But God is like a joke, full of enthusiasm for life, planning the route she will take in ten years, and Xiaoyun, who is going to go unswervingly, soon comes into contact with some kind of malice.

While taking a bath, she inadvertently felt a hard knot on her right abdominal wall.

Xiaoyun doesn't have a lot of fat on her abdominal wall, so the induration is clearer to the touch. It doesn't hurt, but it's hard...

Standing under the shower, Xiaoyun was stunned. Is this a tumor? She is already a high school student, 3 or 4 years older than the food poisoning students in the second grade of junior high school. She usually listens to her parents chatting more or less, browses the Internet, and also comes into contact with some pieces of knowledge about tumors.

Young girl... Tumor... Chemotherapy... Hair shaved...

This series of words appeared in Xiaoyun's mind. This is a plot that often appears in ancient Korean dramas. She was thinking about all this in a daze.

I just made a ten-year work plan, why did it end at the very beginning?

She can't explain this question. In Xiaoyun's outline and plan, it should be a third year of high school, a five-year undergraduate degree, and after six and a half years, she can become Professor Su's graduate student.

At that time, we will get along day and night every day, and we can watch as long as we want.

But I got a tumor... The news made Xiaoyun stand under the shower and cry like a bolt from the blue.

When she was tired from crying, she wiped away her tears.

The younger the age, the higher the degree of malignancy of the tumor, I am afraid that I will die. Xiaoyun knows this very well. What she has to face is endless operations, radiotherapy and chemotherapy. By then, she will be ugly. How can she meet that handsome Professor Su.

Go now! Be sure to show him the most sunny, gentle, and lovely side of yourself! Even if it's just the last side.

This idea rose from the bottom of my heart, and it was hard to contain it.

Xiaoyun tried her best to calm down her emotions. Make-up is not allowed in school, and she can only touch cosmetics during holidays. But that's not important, to carve and decorate naturally, this is the advantage of girls full of youthful atmosphere.

"Da Lei, I have to ask for leave to go to the hospital." Xiaoyun said calmly after taking a shower.

"It seems to be led by the parents." Da Lei asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

"I have a tumor, touch it."

"..."

"Don't tell my parents or the teacher yet. I'll climb over the wall and go out. Just tell the teacher for me."

"The teacher will not give false..."

"I'm going to die, don't be afraid." Xiaoyun forced a smile and said softly firmly.

Her classmates persuaded her for a long time, but nothing could stop Xiaoyun from going to 912 to have a look at that handsome little brother.

Life is really full of regrets, even if you are young and frivolous, you have to muster up the courage. There are already many regrets, and this matter must not leave any more regrets.

Sneaking out of school, Xiaoyun took the bus to 912.

According to the description of the doctor's picture on the 912 official website, the doctor's surname is Su, and he should be in the interventional department. Xiaoyun doesn't know what intervention is. She also read the introduction about the Nobel Prize, but she doesn't know what TIPS surgery is.

She hid her sadness in her heart, with a smile as bright as a freshly bloomed flower on her face.

You must keep the best side in your little brother's heart, and you must not cry!

When she came to 912 and saw the crowds of patients and their family members, Xiaoyun was at a loss. But with firm belief in her heart, she asked all the way with a sweet mouth, and finally found the interventional department in the magnificent 912 inpatient department half an hour later.

At this time, it was already past 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and the family members of the patients walked back and forth in the corridor of the department, the doctors in white clothes walked back and forth, and the nurses also walked back and forth. Is this where the little brother works?

If I didn't get sick, would I have to walk around like this in a few years?

Thinking of being sick, Xiaoyun felt sad, tears rolled in her eyes, and then fell drop by drop.

She didn't want to cry, she just wanted to be strong enough to find that little brother, and then tell him that she was sick and couldn't be his student in the future...

But the sadness couldn't be held back, and the tears flowed violently.

Xiaoyun unconsciously squatted on the ground, buried her head in her lap, and silently grieved.

"Whose family are you? Why are you crying outside." A simple and honest voice came.

"Boss, you are too nosy." Immediately, another "familiar" voice fell in my ears, like Lun Yin.