Picking The Stars (MTL)

49

After noon, the torrential rain gradually reduced and turned into a fine light rain, which was blown by the wind and hit the balcony diagonally.

Before long, the light rain stopped, and the sun regained the clouds and fog. The sun was not too violent, and it shone vainly, and the water droplets on the leaves refracted dazzling light.

Pei Ji got busy. The affairs of the last few days were piled up. She helped her hold a video conference, thinking that the professor had time to work, and sent all the affairs that could be mobile office by email.

All her afternoons are used for work.

There are also many invitations from universities and research institutes. In fact, research institutes or universities agree with academic exchanges and encourage professors to go to other universities for exchanges as scholars or visiting professors.

Pei Ji opened a subject at a university in Singapore in the second half of last year.

But this year...

Within months, except for the International Summit on Immunology and Pathology in September, she did not arrange any business trips. She has to take care of the kittens.

Pei Ji pressed a few letters on the keyboard and turned to look at Song Er.

Lying on the hospital bed, Song Er quickly smiled when she saw her looking over. Pei Ji paused and moved back to the screen.

Song Er sighed and lowered his eyes.

She was actually very worried because the professor was indifferent and ignored her.

She was nervous all morning and lost her confidence. When the professor went out to buy lunch, she suddenly thought that if the professor really hated her, she would not stay here. After all, time is so precious to her, how can she be willing to waste it? On a nasty person.

Thinking this way, Song Er's confidence returned a bit.

After the rain, the natural wind brings the fresh breath of vegetation and soil into the ward through the windows and doors of the balcony.

"Professor..." Song Er said suddenly.

The sound of typing on the keyboard was cut off, Pei Ji raised his head and looked at her.

Song Er's voice was steady: "Thirst."

This word is like an instruction. After Pei Ji received it, he immediately stood up, took Song Er's cup, poured water, and brought it to the bed.

Because Song Ye was not suitable to sit up yet, Pei Ji used a straw, Song Ye took a couple of sips, and pushed the cup to indicate that he didn't want it.

Pei Ji took the cup away, put it on the bedside table, and looked at Song Er inquiringly.

Song Wei understood the query in her eyes and said, "Nothing else."

Pei Ji stood up safely and sat back in front of the computer.

On call, there is no impatience, and the attitude is enthusiastic. Song Wei was sure that the professor really didn't hate her, she just encountered something and didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Song Er breathed a sigh of relief, and then became worried again. What is it? No matter how she thought about it, she didn't find any clues.

It seems that when Pei Yi was mentioned last night, the professor was unhappy.

But Song Yi can be sure that the professor will not hate Pei Yi, let alone anger her because of Pei Yi.

why? Song Er has no clue.