Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 607 - 342 Little trashy girl!

Just moments ago, she had thought Professor Luo was an icy celestial, unaware of worldly love, and hence indifferent to her advances.

But in the next second, reality slapped her hard in the face; it wasn’t that Professor Luo didn’t know how to treat people well, he simply didn’t fancy her!

Shen Zhiqiao was pulled forward by him, her mind blanking for an instant.

Though she was the Shen Family’s young miss and had always had the finest things in life, she wasn’t spoiled; she could disinfect a cut on her own with the most expensive medicine.

But the man’s actions before her made it seem as if she were a delicate flower without any ability to tend to herself.

Being treated this way occasionally wasn’t exactly unpleasant...

From her angle, she could see the worry furrowing Luo Yisan’s brows, and Shen Zhiqiao was reminded again of Liu Manyi’s medical report.

Such a person didn’t seem bad at all.

Even more meddlesome than Xia Ye.

As he opened the door to his office, Luo Yisan turned to look at her and noticed that he was still holding onto Shen Zhiqiao’s arm.

His calloused fingertips had left red marks on the girl’s delicate wrist.

He was too hasty, not gentle at all.

Releasing her reflexively, the way Luo Yisan slipped his hand back into the pocket of his white lab coat seemed like he was trying to hide some emotion, "Come in, it’ll be disinfected in a moment."

Shen Zhiqiao shook the documents in her other hand as if to state her business, and Luo Yisan, uncharacteristically, allowed himself a small smile, "I know, I’ll look at the documents for you, but first, let’s get you disinfected."

He had just come from surgery, and various models of surgical knives were still laid out on his office desk. Luo Yisan moved around to the back of the desk, discreetly pushed the dangerous tools aside with the blades facing him, cleared a space, and laid out a sheet of sterile drape, "Put your hand here."

He really didn’t know how to sweet-talk someone; his voice was also cold.

Shen Zhiqiao, not one to fuss, promptly placed her hand down.

When the disinfectant touched the wound, Luo Yisan asked her, "Does it hurt?"

She felt nothing as the disinfectant reached the cut, but the contact with the man’s calloused hand made her skin tickle uncomfortably. She turned her head away slightly, "It doesn’t hurt, just be quick."

Luo Yisan said okay and indeed sped up his movements without missing a single spot that needed to be disinfected.

Once the disinfection was complete and medication was applied to the shallow wound, there was no need for a tetanus shot.

The thin white gauze was wrapped around her wrist, round after round, and Shen Zhiqiao felt her heart ripple outward with each encircling layer.

She would occasionally glance at Luo Yisan, whose attention was completely focused on her wound, working with concentration.

Her elder brother had always been kind to her, providing the best things and the most expensive tutoring. She had always thought that her brother was the kindest person to her in the world, but at this moment, an odd feeling emerged.

The kindness of her brother and that of Luo Yisan were different.

If she fell, her brother would teach her to get up by herself, whereas Luo Yisan would nervously check over her every inch, fearing she might be hurt.

Previously, she found the latter’s approach pretentious, but after experiencing it today...

Well, it was quite pleasant.

Shen Zhiqiao originally wanted to ask him about his situation with Liu Manyi, but somehow, she never got around to it.

After dressing the wound, Luo Yisan began to examine the documents she had brought, answering her questions exhaustively.

**

The coursework for the second semester of her freshman year posed no challenge for Xia Ye; she had been the top student of the senior year last semester by a twist of fate, something all the professors in the Department of Biomedical Sciences had heard about.

Thus, whether she took leave to go to the Academy of Sciences, or simply overslept and missed classes, the professors turned a blind eye.

In this way, Xia Ye led an easy-breezy, contented life even in the busiest major.

Her classmates could only envy her.

Lately, Xia Ye reserved an hour each day for meditation, and spent the rest of her time researching robots.

If she was going to do something, she would do it right and not dishonor her ancestors.

Jiang Xuan asked Shen Jing to bring her several books on artificial intelligence.

They were in various languages, untranslated, but Jiang Xuan knew she could understand them.

The programming that Lu Beibei and the others had done for the robot wasn’t bad, but it was all patched together from bits and pieces from Jiang Yunzhou or Xia Ye, resulting in conflicts between commands that slowed down the program’s performance.

In just a few days, Xia Ye had completely revised the entire program, eliminating all bugs, and it ran as smoothly as silk!

Afterwards, she posted the screen recording of the improved program’s operation to their chat group. A few minutes later, someone initiated a group voice call—no other agenda, they just wanted to ask the campus belle how on earth she could be so outstanding when they were all human just the same!

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