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Chapter 30
Since Yi Ming started living in Jiang Wei's small house, her life there began to become more vibrant.
Although Yi Ming was usually mischievous, after all he was still a medical student. Generally the traits a male medical student should have, he did not lack.
As long as it was about professional issues, the rigorousness in him would come out.
That day, Jiang Wei happened to be watching a movie related to medical themes. Yi Ming, who was originally reading a book on the other end of the sofa, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and scooted over, “This male lead is no good. He can't even clearly explain such a small problem to the patient. Nuclear medicine examinations clearly introduce radioactive isotopes into the body and use nuclear medical instruments to detect the radiation externally. For nuclear medicine, it is the patient who possesses radiation, so the basis is not the instrument, okay..."
Jiang Wei was engrossed in the plot, so she perfunctorily humored him, "Oh..."
"What does your 'Oh' mean? Tsk tsk tsk, Student Jiang Wei, you can't be so dismissive when it comes to academic issues."
Yi Ming glanced at Jiang Wei askance, acting very officially.
"Then what should I do?" Jiang Wei kept her eyes on the TV and slowly said.
"You should immediately take out a small notebook and write it down. Although your major is dance, your future husband deals with medicine. You still should understand some basic medical knowledge. As the saying goes, where the husband leads, the wife follows..."
"Follow your ass..." Yi Ming's gesticulating hands were blocking Jiang Wei's view of the male lead's face. Jiang Wei gently patted his arm and softly said, "Can you be good?"
Jiang Wei's voice was gentle, making Yi Ming's heart itch.
He obediently sat up straight and then leaned to the side, instantly falling silent.
Jiang Wei thought the brat wouldn’t make trouble again, but unexpectedly, in less than three minutes, someone leaned over again, "Hey hey hey, look, the preoperative preparation for that surgery just now was irregular. And he's the number one heartthrob of C University Hospital. I think he's nothing special."
Jiang Wei gently placed the potato chips in her hand on the coffee table. She turned to face him and calmly said, "My friend, do you have a grudge against him?"
"No."
Yi Ming grinned innocently and shook his head, spreading his hands towards her harmlessly.
"So you have an issue with the screenwriter of this drama?"
"No either."
Yi Ming clicked his two fingers together and shamelessly took a potato chip from Jiang Wei's bag, putting it in his mouth and crunching loudly.
"So what exactly do you want?"
Jiang Wei asked helplessly.
"I just want you to look at me."
Yi Ming's face was plain, as if those shameless words did not just come out of his mouth.
"What did you say?"
"I said... I just want you to look at me. You just said he was handsome, and I'm upset; you just said he looked very capable, and I'm also upset; you stared at him so intently, and I'm upset too."
Jiang Wei was simply infuriated.
My friend, are you a three-year-old kid? Are you even jealous of the male lead in the drama?
And in fact, this kid is more than three years old!
Calling him three is overpraising him, he’s really only one and a half, not a day older.
Yi Ming took off his glasses, threw his book away, slipped on his slippers and ran to Xiao Shi's dog bed to start grumbling, "Your mother now has another man in her heart. Your father is very hurt. For the sake of your future happiness, which depends directly on the harmony between your parents, your father has no choice but to take this extreme measure."
"Whoosh"—
Somehow, this "one-and-a-half" year-old kid suddenly took out the TV remote control from behind him and held it out to the bewildered Xiao Shi with both hands.
"Here, go wild. Release your soul, Dad's here, don't be afraid!"
Jiang Wei: "..."
It seemed she had raised two kids.
One was furry all over, eating and sleeping every day, unaware of life's bitterness.
The other had the soul of a golden retriever hidden in his body. If he didn't "act out" one day, he would truly feel restless all over...