Du Lin thought to himself that Li Shaoyun was probably not waiting for a student. After all, someone who was related to medicine should at least be an old man in his twenties. Perhaps he was a teacher at this school.
After thinking for a while, Li Shaoyun suddenly walked toward a figure.
His eyes lit up, and he turned around to look at Li Shaoyun. However, the smile on his face instantly froze, and his expression was especially interesting. Not only him, but even the driver's mouth twitched. He obviously felt that Li Shaoyun's words were too unreliable.
"Mr. Li?" Jing Yunzhao's vision darkened. She looked up at the man who was blocking her way and was surprised.
Li Shaoyun was only wearing a thin white shirt, and the muscles on his arms could be vaguely seen. Under his long and dark eyebrows, his eyes seemed to be born with a smile, and it was dazzling.
