Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Mingcheng Airport.

Shi Qinglan, Bo Yucheng and a group of seven people directly chartered the first class cabin and waited for boarding in the VIP lounge.

Shi Fu was chatting happily with Bo Yucheng. Shi Qinglan got up and went to the bathroom. When he was washing his hands, he suddenly heard a shocked sound from his side, "Shi Qinglan, why are you?"

Hearing the words, Shi Qinglan raised his eyebrows lightly.

She bowed her head and wiped the water on her hands carelessly, without intending to deal with it, but Song Xi suddenly put her face in front of her, "It's such a coincidence, where are you going?"

"Emperor Capital." Shi Qinglan raised his eyes slightly.

She turned around and left the bathroom, but Song Xi clung to her and chased her out, "I'm going to the Imperial Capital too. No, I'm different from you. My home is in the Imperial Capital. My name is Hui Imperial Capital."

Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes were light, and she glanced lightly.

Not interested in chatting with Song Xi here, she simply fiddled with her mobile phone, pretending that she couldn't hear her.

"Why are you ignoring me?"

Song Xi kept tweeting, "Why are you going to the Imperial Capital? Why do you travel? Then I can barely take the time to show you around. I will ask you to eat the most famous pastry and roast duck of the Imperial Capital!"

Shi Qinglan frowned slightly, "No need."

A spoiled eldest lady like Song Xi would never be willing to accompany someone she doesn't understand to travel to the Imperial City in the midsummer, and she must be more interested in taking the initiative to entertain her.

Shi Qinglan quickened his pace, his white and slender legs were dazzling, and the green silk that was hanging behind his shoulders was also slightly raised.

"Shi Qinglan, wait for me..."

Song Xi followed her unwillingly, but couldn't catch up with Shi Qinglan's long legs and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

She simply stopped chasing her, and screamed her name towards her back, "Shi Qinglan! If you don't stop anymore, I will go to the service desk and shout with a loudspeaker!"

Shi Qinglan: "..."

The girl's beautiful eyes slanted slightly, and after realizing that the nearby passengers heard the scream, they all cast their eyes on her.

She turned around, "What do you want to do?"

Song Xi bit her lower lip lightly, then lowered her mouth very uncomfortably, Tsundere strode awkwardly to chase him.

"Well, can you get a perfect score in the test..." Song Xi's voice was as small as a mosquito, which felt a bit embarrassing.

Shi Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Just say anything."

The arrogance in Song Xi's bones gradually faded. She was reluctant to succumb to others, but she had to admit that she had lost.

She whispered, "I estimated the points, and the last multiple-choice question was wrong. It must not be a full mark..."

"If you are the champion, what kind of volunteers should you fill in? Will you choose Professor Jiang Boning from the Imperial College of Medicine?"

"Could you... give me this place."

Song Xi's voice became smaller and smaller, and he gradually lost his confidence when he said it, and he couldn't even take it back.

Why should she let others give her the quota...

"So you want to study medicine?" Shi Qinglan's red lips curled up, looking at her with a smile, "Can't you choose another professor?"

Song Xi pursed her lips, and after thinking about it for a moment, she raised her eyes suddenly, a bit firm in her eyes, "I decided to enter the Imperial College of Medicine in junior high school, and I still want to enter the Medical Research Institute of Country A."

"I'll show it to you." She took off her schoolbag suddenly, digging out the file bag and notebook from the inside, stuffing her mind into Shi's arms.

Shi Qinglan probably flipped through these things.

It is very serious medical materials and notes. The organ structure diagram and the blood vessel and nerve distribution diagram are all hand-painted. They are drawn delicately and rigorously, and there are colorful annotations beside them.

"I really want to study medicine." Song Xi's voice was crisp.

Shi Qinglan raised her eyes to look at the girl. From her pride, she saw both self-confidence and humbleness, which is probably the most contradictory appearance every adolescent girl would have.

I have a dream and want to chase, but I am afraid I am not worthy.

Shi Qinglan’s red lips curled up slightly, and she directly handed Song Xi a business card, “You fill in the medical school of Imperial Capital University first, and after school starts, take this business card to Jiang Boning, and he will accept you as a disciple.”

Song Xi took the business card dubiously.

But when he looked down, he saw eight gilded characters on the black business card—Heir of the Academy of Medicine.