Chapter 458: Chapter 458

Jiang Xiaoxiao listened attentively to the lecture and took notes. She realized that the knowledge she had before was truly lacking.

This simple first class covered many things she had actually studied hard before.

When she studied back then, it felt tough, but now it seems effortless.

After class, "I’m going to the library to read for a bit!"

Song Moting’s faint voice came from behind.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled with pursed lips, this was clearly meant for her.

Zhang Hui checked the time, "Song Moting, it’s almost time for lunch, why are you going to the library instead of the cafeteria? What a waste! I heard there’s braised pork in the first cafeteria today, it might be gone if you’re late."

Song Moting shook his head, "My stomach feels uncomfortable today, I can’t eat braised pork."

Jiang Xiaoxiao was already walking out.

Jin Xiaomei followed behind Jiang Xiaoxiao, "Jiang Xiaoxiao, we’re also going to the first cafeteria today, braised pork is a rare treat."

The food in the cafeteria is just like that.

Braised pork is rare.

Everyone was tempted.

Jiang Xiaoxiao chuckled, "I’m not going, I want to check some materials. There were some issues today that I didn’t understand, and I won’t be satisfied until I do."

"Look at her, it’s only the second day of school and she’s working so hard! Oh my, you’re going to outshine us all!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao waved her hand and walked quickly out with her books.

Feng Na shook her head, "We need to study harder too, or we really won’t catch up to her."

Everyone wants to improve.

After walking five hundred meters, someone took the books from Jiang Xiaoxiao’s arms.

"You go to the library first, I’ll be right back."

Song Moting quickly ran off.

Jiang Xiaoxiao blinked. Wasn’t Song Moting the one who asked her out?

When she arrived at the library entrance, Jiang Xiaoxiao didn’t go in.

In less than five minutes, Song Moting ran over holding a lunchbox.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at Song Moting in surprise, "Where did you get this? I can’t eat braised pork."

She can’t stand the smell of meat right now.

"Silly! Of course, I know that! These are meals grandma asked Xiao Li to bring, guaranteed to suit your taste. Come on! Let’s go in."

Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly pulled him.

"The library has rules against eating inside."

Song Moting smiled and rubbed the top of her head, "Let’s go! I’ve arranged it; found a staff office, and they agreed to lend it to me. We’ll eat and then come out."

He would never put Jiang Xiaoxiao in a difficult situation.

It’s just to let Jiang Xiaoxiao have a comfortable meal. She’s visibly losing weight quickly, and it pains Song Moting to watch.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t trouble Old Mrs. Song. Grandma is old too, and it’s not practical to have her run around with them every day.

But for the sake of Jiang Xiaoxiao’s baby, Old Mrs. Song was more than willing.

Jiang Xiaoxiao patted her stomach after eating her fill, "I really am getting picky now. I never used to be , could eat anything, everything tasted good. Now, my tastes are so finicky. This little guy, you say their personality will definitely be picky when they grow up."

Song Moting looked at his wife with indulgence, noting the slight flush on her face. He reached out to wipe the oil off the corner of her mouth, "Silly girl, I’ve asked a lot of mothers. Most experience morning sickness in early pregnancy, and their tastes become strange too. Things they didn’t eat before, they start to eat; things they liked, they start to dislike. It’s normal.

Besides, if this little guy is still so naughty when they’re born, I’ll handle it, so you won’t worry."

Jiang Xiaoxiao leaned against Song Moting, his body carried a comforting soapy scent. Song Moting completely quit smoking for her pregnancy, afraid the smell on him would make her uncomfortable.

"Xiaoxiao, let’s move to the house grandma prepared for us."

Song Moting had made up his mind; Jiang Xiaoxiao needed better care.

Jiang Xiaoxiao chuckled.

"Are you trying to get preferential treatment! Didn’t you once say you wouldn’t act out using grandpa’s name, wouldn’t do as spoiled brats do, and now you’re going to? After just two days!"

Song Moting was such a principled person, and now he said this.

It’s not that she didn’t want to move; living in a dorm was inconvenient. Like last night, all sorts of smells in the dorm, especially the fragrance of girls’ shampooing after showers, made her nauseous several times.

This was only the first day; she certainly wouldn’t last if it went on longer.

She had been thinking about it, but Song Moting said it first.

"Still pretending! Who was the one throwing up so much last night? Don’t think I didn’t know you got up several times at night to throw up in the dorm."

Song Moting tenderly rubbed Jiang Xiaoxiao’s back, gently.

"How do you know? How did you find out I went out several times last night to throw up?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao jerked upright.

Her big eyes stared intently at Song Moting.

Song Moting’s stern features instantly softened, his eyes seeming to sparkle.

"Silly girl, I was downstairs at your dorm last night, waiting until past eleven before I went back to sleep. The dormitory manager scolded me because of that. If Director Xu hadn’t happened by and saved me, I might have been locked out of the dorm all night."

He had to exercise his privilege today, Jiang Xiaoxiao was having too hard a time.

He felt intensely protective.

Couldn’t bear to see Jiang Xiaoxiao suffer at all.

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt touched, leaning into Song Moting’s embrace.

"Then let’s move to our place. I don’t want you worried for me every night. Truly, I can’t get used to living in the dorm. Mainly, any smell I sense makes me want to throw up."

Jiang Xiaoxiao decided to be a little self-indulgent this time.

It’s not her being self-indulgent, it’s this little one being self-indulgent.

Song Moting hugged her tightly, kissed Jiang Xiaoxiao’s forehead.

"Be good, you don’t need to pack anything except a couple of books. I’ll pick you up downstairs soon. We’re leaving today; I’m now going to speak with Dean Zhang, and of course, also call grandpa."

Song Moting arranged everything for Jiang Xiaoxiao.

He even helped her return the books, leaving them with the dormitory manager, otherwise, she’d have to bring them down later.

Never underestimate the books of medical students; each one is thicker than a brick.

Even though in the first semester of freshman year, they were studying things like medical math, medical physics, and such.

But from the second semester, they’d be diving into anatomy, medical theory, diagnostics, pharmacology, and many other disciplines.

And for medical students, no scientific area can be left unexplored.

Unlike other college students who might have electives, for them, every subject must be studied, and every one must be passed.

Just imagine, a medical student’s five years of study really is monotonous and dull.

From the first year to the fourth, hardly a day off, not to mention in the fifth year, going straight into internships, rotating through every department in the hospital.

Even if Sundays were off, that time couldn’t be missed; they must do extensive memorization and learning.

Not to mention that in anatomy, they have to create three-dimensional anatomical drawings on their own later.

Vast amounts of work and heavy coursework.

If any medical student’s hair doesn’t fall out, it’s a remarkable feat.

The effort and hard work needed to become a good doctor is something only few students can achieve.

Jiang Xiaoxiao is already studying next semester’s courses, which is why she’s carrying such thick books.

Song Moting didn’t want her to struggle.