Chapter 919 The Day of the Medical Competition

The next day, the courier delivered the medical-related books that Qiao Nian bought to the Rhine Apartment.

For the next week, Qiao Nian basically stayed in the room, and even Gu San didn't know what she was doing in the room or whether she read books seriously.

On the contrary, the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine made several calls.

It was Shen Yugui for a while, and Huang Lao for a while. I couldn't contact Qiao Nian at all. After turning a few corners, I asked for Ye Wuchuan's phone number. Xiaozao, make up for the knowledge related to the medical competition...

However, Ye Wuchuan refused all the calls to Qiao Nian for tutoring.

Even Ye Lan called to ask about this, but he was perfunctory.

Gu San watched him and Qiao Nian calm down one by one, and didn't dare to talk too much, so he could only worry about it.

...

There was a lot of noise about Qiao Nian going to participate in an important medical competition before entering the freshman year, not to mention that Fu Ge, Qiao An and Jiang Xianrou heard the news.

Even Zhang Yang has many people around him to inquire about the authenticity of this matter.

In the past, even if a country bumpkin came from the city, even if he was admitted to Qingda University, he would not be able to shake any waves in a place like the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Beijing.

But this year is different.

This year, the top student in the college entrance examination of Qing University is the granddaughter of Jiang Lao who has been looking for it for more than ten years and finally found it back.

A lot of people went to the entrance banquet.

That scene, many people who want to go later are not qualified to go.

Qiao Nian's entrance banquet made such a big move, it was hard for so many eyes in Beijing to not pay attention to her. It was also rumored that one of her students who had not completed the admission procedures for the freshman year was going to participate in the competition on behalf of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine... There are many in Beijing. Everyone thought the news was magical.

They don't care much about what kind of academic competition this medical competition is, they just want to know what the hell this newly recognized daughter of the Jiang family is up to.

Zhang Yang has always been well-connected, and knows people from above and below. He is smooth and smooth. Except for Jiang Xianrou in the group last time, he has a good relationship with everyone.

As soon as Qiao Nian's matter came out, many people in their small circle asked him about the authenticity of the matter. He didn't delay and called Qin Si directly.

When asked, there really is such a thing.

Zhang Yang's mind turned fast, and at that time he asked Qin Si if there were tickets for the medical competition, and if the group of relatives and friends could participate.

*

On June 28, the weather in Beijing was clear, the sky was clear and the sky was clear, and the sun was shining brightly.

Qiao Nian was awakened by Nie Mi's phone call at half past eight.

She hung up the phone, got up, put on her nightgown and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, then came out, put on a black long-sleeved T-shirt, and then picked up the peaked cap on the desk and knocked it on her head, covering her eyes , only showing a good-looking chin.

She has very few things to bring, including a water-based pen, a bottle of chewing gum and a book about medical competitions in her shoulder bag.

Qiao Nian threw everything into his schoolbag, zipped it up, put it on his shoulder and went out.

downstairs.

Gu San prepared breakfast, and seeing Qiao Nian down, he hurriedly greeted her: "Miss Qiao, you are up, come over for breakfast."

Qiao Nian had half of her earphones plugged into her ears, and her phone was still playing the contents of the medical book that Huang Lao sent her. She was doing two things, and she could casually talk to Gu San: "Well, I won't eat it. I want to eat it earlier. In the past, there are still some things that have not been read."