Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

On Tuesday morning, Sun Famiao taught the Bladder Meridian of Foot Taiyang. Liu Xiangyang sat in his usual seat, taking notes with his head down, occasionally glancing at Zhao Xiaoman next to him.

Zhao Xiaoman was in a better state today. Although she still didn't talk much, at least she listened to the lecture.

Sun Famiao stopped halfway through his speech and glanced around the classroom.

"Liu Xiangyang".

Liu Xiangyang looked up.

"What does the Shenshu acupoint, which I just mentioned, primarily treat?"

Liu Xiangyang stood up.

"It is used to treat seminal emission, impotence, irregular menstruation, lower back pain, and tinnitus."

Sun Famiao nodded.

"Anything else?"

Liu Xiangyang thought for a moment.

"When used in conjunction with the Weizhong acupoint, it can treat lower back and leg pain."

Sun Famiao glanced at him and nodded.

"Sit down."

Liu Xiangyang sat down, and Zhao Xiaoman nudged him with her elbow and whispered, "You do remember that."

Liu Xiangyang smiled smugly: "The entire lecture notes are now in my head."

In the afternoon, it was Zhou Zhiming's class.

He wore a white lab coat today, which was still perfectly ironed, and his hair was combed meticulously.

As he entered, his gaze habitually swept around the room, landing on Zhao Xiaoman's side, where it lingered for a second.

Zhou Zhiming opened his lecture notes and began his lecture, which focused on the treatment of common diseases such as tuberculosis, vasculitis, and inflammatory bowel disease.

He spoke for a while, then suddenly stopped.

"Zhao Xiaoman."

Zhao Xiaoman raised her head.

Zhou Zhiming looked at her with a slight smile on his lips.

"Please repeat the typical symptoms of acute cholecystitis that I just described."

The classroom fell silent for a moment.

Zhao Xiaoman stood up.

"Persistent pain in the upper right abdomen, which may radiate to the right shoulder and back, accompanied by nausea, vomiting, and fever..."

Zhou Zhiming's smile faltered for a moment.

Zhao Xiaoman continued, recounting the symptoms, signs, and key points for differentiation without missing a single word.

After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhou Zhiming.

Zhou Zhiming looked at her for two seconds and nodded.

"Okay, sit down."

Zhao Xiaoman sat down, and Liu Xiangyang chuckled softly and nodded at her.

Zhou Zhiming stood on the podium, glanced at Liu Xiangyang, and then looked away.

The bell rang, and Zhou Zhiming left with his lecture notes.

Liu Xiangyang smiled as he watched Wang Dazhu's retreating figure, then stood up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go eat."

That evening, Liu Xiangyang told Zhao Xiaoman to go back and rest first, then said goodbye to Wang Dazhu before leaving the dormitory building.

I followed the path behind the hospital, circled around to the opposite side of the sanatorium building, and found a dark spot to squat down.

Zhou Zhiming didn't show up even after we waited until midnight.

He stood up, brushed the dirt off his pants, and walked back.

As I passed by the inpatient department, I saw Zhou Zhiming chatting and laughing with a female nurse on the first floor.

Liu Xiangyang slapped his forehead. "How could I be so stupid? I should have checked this bastard's schedule tomorrow and just come and monitor him near his office. What a waste of a whole night."

The next day, after lunch, Liu Xiangyang told Zhao Xiaoman and headed towards the inpatient department.

When I arrived at the nurses' station, I didn't see anyone; they must have gone to the wards.

He scanned the area and found the duty roster on the wall. After looking around, he went inside and searched carefully.

"Zhou Zhiming, he works the night shift from Wednesday to Saturday." He found what he was looking for on the schedule and wrote it down.

In the afternoon, it was Zhou Zhiming's class again.

He called on Zhao Xiaoman twice today, asking her tricky questions. With Liu Xiangyang's help, Zhao Xiaoman answered them both correctly, which infuriated Zhou Zhiming.

After answering for the last time, Zhou Zhiming was already a little embarrassed.

He nodded, said nothing more, and continued lecturing.

Liu Xiangyang sat below, twirling a pen in his hand.

When the bell rang, Zhou Zhiming walked faster than usual.

Liu Xiangyang watched his figure disappear through the door, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

That evening, Liu Xiangyang went to the building opposite that small building again.

Around 10 o'clock, a figure crept over from the hospital building, its footsteps very light.

Liu Xiangyang squinted and took a closer look; it was Zhou Zhiming.

Zhou Zhiming walked to the entrance of the small building's stairs, looked around, and climbed up to the second floor.

Liu Xiangyang didn't move and continued squatting.

About ten minutes later, another figure walked over.

The woman was wearing a light-colored coat and walked very quickly.

Liu Xiangyang recognized the face; it was Tang Xiaohong.

She walked to the top of the stairs of the small building, looked around, and went up.

Liu Xiangyang stood up and patted the dirt off his pants.

He slowly walked down to the bottom of the small building, looked up at the stairwell, sensed that the two of them had entered the previous ward.

He slowly went upstairs and heard a rustling sound.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry? It'll only take a few minutes."

"Isn't it because I missed you?"

"Pah! You went to see that slut again last night, do you think I didn't know?"

"Oh, that was Nurse Li asking me for a favor, and I helped her. She was thanking me for it."

"Hmph, so you're thanking me on my sickbed?"

"Didn't you also come to my bed as a thank you?"

The curtains were drawn on the window, but not completely closed, leaving a gap.

Liu Xiangyang leaned against the wall and glanced inside.

Zhou Zhiming was hugging and kissing Tang Xiaohong, and neither of them was wearing clothes.

Liu Xiangyang didn't look at it much. He leaned against the wall, took out the camera from his spatial storage, and checked the film.

After waiting a few minutes, Zhou Zhiming let out a muffled groan.

Liu Xiangyang stretched his neck, stood up, and swept his mental energy around, taking the two people into his spatial storage.

Then he pushed open the door and went in. Their clothes and pants were scattered on the bed and the floor, and the sheets were wrinkled.

He sat on the sofa, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and ten minutes later, he released the two people and placed them on the hospital bed.

The two remained in the same position as before, but both had fainted. Liu Xiangyang picked up a piece of clothing from the ground and covered Tang Xiaohong's face with it.

He picked up the camera and started taking pictures until he saw that both of them looked like they had woken up. He then ripped the clothes off Tang Xiaohong's head and threw them on the ground.

He glanced at Tang Xiaohong's chest one last time, swallowed hard, closed the door, and left.

He hurried downstairs, ignoring the reactions of the two people in the room, and returned to his dormitory.

Everything was normal the next day.

During the last class in the afternoon, Liu Xiangyang tore off a piece of paper and pushed it to Zhao Xiaoman.

Zhao Xiaoman glanced down and said, "I have evidence against Zhou Zhiming. I'm going out for a bit. You can eat by yourself; don't wait for me."

She looked up at him. Liu Xiangyang didn't say anything, but just nodded at her, took the note back, and tore it to pieces.

As get out of class was about to end, Liu Xiangyang said to Wang Dazhu, "I'm going out for a bit later. If anyone looks for me, just say I'm going out to buy something and I'll be back later."

Wang Dazhu was taken aback: "Where to?"

Liu Xiangyang did not answer.

As soon as the bell rang, Zhou Zhiming said, "That's all for today," but Liu Xiangyang had already stood up and walked out.

Zhao Xiaoman watched his figure disappear through the doorway.

Liu Xiangyang rode his bicycle out of the hospital gate and pedaled all the way to Chen Jie's house.

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Now that the New Year is over, everyone should stop keeping them.