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Seeing Wei Mingyan look at her own painting, Lan Xue was a little nervous and timid. Her father wouldn't allow her to paint these, he felt that it would delay her studies, but she liked it.

At the boyfriend that always loved to study, and also loved to ask her to study; Lan Xue was afraid that he would be as unhappy as her father about it. After all, they agreed to study together.

She looked at the man in worry and a bit trembling, only to find that his ears were a little red.

Her boyfriend curled his lower lip, and put on a serious look, but his red ears had already betrayed his thoughts.

"The picture is quite..."

Lan Xue noticed that her boyfriend, who always talked about cases endlessly, seemed to be at a loss for words at the moment, as if, he was a little too happy.

Wei Mingyan looked sheepishly at the table, he didn't dare to look directly at the girl's eyes. He asked softly, "Ah Xue, do you often draw me?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be angry, but a little flattered. Lan Xue was also a little bolder and readily admitted, "I would draw a couple of pictures when I miss you."

The man's ears were getting redder.

The slender and beautiful white fingertip quivered a little nervously, reaching to the front and gently holding the girl's hand.

The pair of eyes were usually calm, but now with a trace of embarrassment in his eyes, he and Lan Xue looked at each other. His voice softly came out, "I've been thinking about you too, I'll draw you too next time."

"I don't draw as well as you do, so don't dislike it later."

After a pause, as if afraid that Lan Xue would not believe it, he repeated, "you draw so well."

This affirmative compliment was more effective than any elixir.

Lan Xue liked painting since she was a child. It so happened that the people around her didn't take ink painting seriously. It was not belittling, but it wasn't something to boast about.

Not being able to get the recognition of the people around her, although a little lost, Lan Xue didn't mind it. At the beginning she also thought of making a living by painting, although it was suppressed by Dean Lan.

Being able to get affirmation from her boyfriend, she felt terribly sweet.

Of course, although she liked painting, since she had chosen to be a doctor, she must do it well.

Among the interns in the hospital, Lan Xue was undoubtedly the most serious and hard working. She also had a lot of thick notebooks, which recorded all kinds of knowledge. After work, Wei Mingyan, her boyfriend, would especially teach her.

Although she couldn't put them to practice yet, because she was an intern, but her theoretical knowledge took full marks.

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At the end of his perfect and sweet internship, Dean Lan detected a tumor, which, although benign, grew in the most dangerous place.

The tumor had a certain possibility of growing, and it must be taken out for safety. It could be operated on, but it also had certain risks.

It seemed that overnight, her vigorous father was knocked down to the sickbed by the illness.

For Lan Xue, which had always been under the protection of Dean Lan, it was no less than a disaster.

She couldn't imagine what her life would be like without her father.

Dean Lan looked as if nothing had happened. He patted his crying daughter on the back to pacify her, then his eyes fell on Wei Mingyan, who recommended himself.

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