Chapter 266 Practicing Qualification [40] Did you get hungry when you were young?
"I almost forgot that the dean asked me to come over and ask Mo Qing to come and talk to her about the professional examination."
counselor:"……"
head teacher:"……"
The principal asked Lin Zong to come in person to invite Mo Qing?
Does Mo Qing deserve this kind of treatment?
Both the counselor and the head teacher were stunned, twisting their necks stiffly and looking at each other, with dullness, astonishment, and a trace of nervousness in their eyes.
——What if Mo Qing files a complaint with the principal?
"Now?" Mo Qing finally spoke, his attitude neither humble nor overbearing.
"Yes."
There was a smile in Lin Zong's eyes, but it didn't reach deep.
Mo Qing nodded slightly, without looking at the counselor and head teacher, and left the office with an indifferent expression.
When she and Lin Zong entered the elevator, Mo Qing's phone vibrated.
It's a WeChat message.
[Jiang Ke]: Is the person who picked you up here?
【Mo Qing】:Yeah.
After receiving this news, Mo Qing finally knew why Lin Zong came to pick him up.
Lin Zong was very polite to Mo Qing, at least on the surface. He didn't say a word during the whole process. He walked Mo Qing to the door of Gong Guangyao's office, knocked on the door three times, and then stepped aside.
Lin Zong said: "Just go in."
Mo Qing pushed open the door and entered.
The office was as usual. Gong Guangyao was sitting at his desk. When he saw Mo Qing, he stood up.
"Here we come," Gong Guangyao said very politely, as if he regarded Mo Qing as a guest, "Would you like some tea?"
"No, let's talk about business."
Mo Qing is a cheerful person and doesn't want to waste time drinking tea and chatting.
Gong Guangyao hesitated: "What's your answer?"
Mo Qing said concisely and to the point: "I promise."
Gong Guangyao was surprised at first, and then he was so happy that he even laughed out of the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.
Mo Qing added: "I'll decide the conditions."
"OK."
Gong Guangyao agreed without even thinking.
Things are rare and valuable.
With the medical knowledge that Yi Mo Qing controls, she can get anything. And she chose to make it public to benefit the industry and the people. No amount of compensation would be too much for her.
Gong Guangyao was mentally prepared.
However, when he listened to Mo Qing's conditions, Gong Guangyao was stunned.
He looked at Mo Qing in shock for a long time: "That's all?"
"Um."
Mo Qing shrugged his shoulders.
After receiving Mo Qing's confirmation, Gong Guangyao showed an expression of disbelief.
Mo Qing only had two requests.
One, keep all her information confidential.
Second, she enjoys the right to attend classes independently at the university.
These two requirements are simply not requirements.
"How about," Gong Guangyao felt ashamed for some reason. He felt that after living a long life, his mental state was not as good as that of a child. After rubbing his hands, he considered it and said, "You think about it again?"
Mo Qing thought for a long time: "Ah, I live outside sometimes, please give me a note."
Gong Guangyao: "..."
*
After walking out of the medical school building, Mo Qing went to Gu Wanwan's medicine garden.
When Gu Wanwan saw her, he couldn't help but tremble. After making sure that there was no suona in her hand, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"You are so free, why are you running here again?"
To be honest, Gu Wanwan didn't like to see Mo Qing very much.
Originally, the Medicine Garden was just for me to be alone, enjoy life, taste tranquility, be with herbs, and be in the company of research. Not to mention how carefree and comfortable I was.
But when Mo Qing came, he relied on his status as "Minister 101" and "savior" to get Gu Wanwanyan to follow his advice.
For the first time in her life, Gu Wanwan experienced what it felt like to be "inferior".
Mo Qing opened his mouth and made a request: "Give me a computer."
"What do you want to do?" Gu Wanwan asked warily.
"Write something."
Gu Wanwan stood up from the rocking chair: "It's in the house, I'll get it for you."
Mo Qing said: "No, I'll go with you."
She doesn't want to stay in the medicine garden today.
After getting the personal computer given by Gu Wanwan, Mo Qing occupied the dining table, opened a document and started typing on the keyboard. The crackling sound was smooth and rhythmic.
Gu Wanwan poured a cup of tea into Mo: "What should I write?"
"Ask a question."
"...There are still stage exams within our department?" Gu Wanwan thought for a long time and only came up with this answer.
"..."
Mo Qing was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Of course she was writing questions for the medical exam.
Although Gong Guangyao trusted Mo Qing's knowledge reserve, he was worried that Mo Qing had no experience in setting questions, so he hoped that Mo Qing could come up with a set of questions as soon as possible, and then he and other question setting teachers would correct them.
However, he obviously underestimated Mo Qing's ability to formulate questions.
A hundred years ago, in the Qihuang lineage, there were internal test questions circulated to conduct regular assessments for juniors. For three years, Mo Qing was responsible for setting the questions.
This is a trivial matter.
As soon as Mo Qing sat down at the dining table, it was already dark.
Gu Wanwan came in with the takeout and put it on the dining table: "Isn't it finished yet?"
"Soon."
Mo Qing stared at the screen, his fingers still flying on the keyboard.
Gu Wanwan said: "We'll do it after we finish eating."
Mo Qing said: "Eat it after you finish it."
"...Okay."
Gu Wanwan, who originally reached out to untie the takeout bag, hesitated for a long time and finally took his hand back.
But this wait is another hour.
It wasn't until the food was cold that Mo Qing finished processing it, sent the written test questions to Gong Guangyao's email, then turned off the laptop and returned it to Gu Wanwan.
Mo Qing looked at the takeout on the table: "Eat."
Gu Wanwan took out her phone and sighed: "It's cold. I'll order another one."
Mo Qing frowned: "It's cold when it's cold, so you can't eat it?"
"Eating it is not good for your health."
"Don't waste food."
Mo Qing picked up the takeout and began to unpack the plastic bag.
Gu Wanwan: "..." Then you didn't eat it while it was hot!
Although he was a pampered third-generation rich man, Gu Wanwan was quite down-to-earth at times. Seeing Mo Qing actually take out the cold food and start eating, her hand that was about to order takeout didn't move.
Finally, Gu Wanwan put away her phone, pulled out her chair, took a piece of rice and started eating.
"Good food should be eaten cold before eating." Gu Wanwan ate the rice but kept talking, "We are like iron rice and steel. This habit of yours is really bad..."
Mo Qing asked: "What's so important about eating?"
Gu Wanwan paused for a moment, then twitched his mouth slightly: "You were born when you were young and you grew up hungry, right?"
