Chapter 2386 - 2195: What Kind of World Is This_2
Chapter 2386: Chapter 2195: What Kind of World Is This_2
"Oh, let’s not talk about it!"
"Have you had breakfast this morning?" Song Xiaodong asked again.
Lu Yaobing touched her stomach, shook her head, and said, "Nope."
"You’re sick and you aren’t eating?" Song Xiaodong waved his hand at Lu Yaobing’s body, his brows still furrowed.
"Oh, Master, don’t start nagging me as soon as you arrive. It’s only eight o’clock. Only middle-aged men like you get up so early. For us young university students, noon is the time to get up and eat breakfast." Lu Yaobing patted Song Xiaodong’s chest, nodding as she spoke.
"No wonder you catch colds so easily."
"Oh..." Lu Yaobing replied quietly.
"Let’s go. What do you want to eat?" Song Xiaodong asked Lu Yaobing.
"Hotpot."
"Who eats hotpot in the morning?" Song Xiaodong walked ahead. Hearing that Lu Yaobing wanted hotpot, he suddenly turned around.
"I just want it! I’m cold!" Lu Yaobing stomped her foot, standing still.
"If you’re cold, you should wear more!" Song Xiaodong commented, looking at Lu Yaobing’s thin clothes.
"Oh..." Lu Yaobing replied softly again.
Chapter 2195: Punish you to copy my medical canon once
"Go put on another layer, I’ll wait downstairs for you." Song Xiaodong instructed Lu Yaobing.
"Alright then."
"Hurry up."
"Okay!"
And so a long half-hour passed.
Song Xiaodong stood under the girls’ dormitory, questioning his life.
Lu Yaobing had changed from top to bottom, tied her hair into a ponytail, and was wearing a white down jacket, black short skirt, black leggings, and black sneakers. She stood at the dorm entrance, giving Song Xiaodong a silly smile, then hopped down the steps until she was in front of him.
"Didn’t you say you were going to study hard? Changing clothes takes half an hour?" Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but laugh as he asked Lu Yaobing.
"Going out with my Master, of course, I have to dress beautifully, or wouldn’t I embarrass you?" Lu Yaobing said with a mischievous smile, raising an eyebrow while speaking sideways to Song Xiaodong.
"Don’t get cheeky with me, if you fail your finals, I won’t let you off." Song Xiaodong warned Lu Yaobing sternly.
"I won’t fail, I’m a good student."
"If you do, I’ll punish you by making you copy my medical canon once."
"Ah!—"
They went to eat at McDonald’s, sitting face to face.
"Hands out." Song Xiaodong said expressionlessly to Lu Yaobing.
"Master, don’t keep a straight face!" Lu Yaobing pouted, placing her hands on the table, holding Song Xiaodong’s arm, looking up at him with her head down.
"I’m your Master; if I’m jovial with you every day, how does that make sense?" Song Xiaodong scolded Lu Yaobing.
"You’re so grumpy, you look just like that old man who teaches us anatomy." Lu Yaobing pouted, glancing at Song Xiaodong sideways.
"Stop talking, let your Master check your pulse." Song Xiaodong grabbed Lu Yaobing’s arm, placing his hand on her wrist.
The moment Song Xiaodong’s fingers touched Lu Yaobing, he realized something was wrong. Lu Yaobing was icy cold, her hands and feet freezing.
Song Xiaodong closed his eyes, feeling her pulse for a while, then opened them and said to Lu Yaobing, "Feel it yourself and tell me what you find."
"Oh..."
Lu Yaobing used her right hand to feel her left wrist’s pulse, closed her eyes like Song Xiaodong, pondered for a while, then said, "Oh dear, this doesn’t feel like a cold from the pulse. Why is it so weak?"
"Hmph, lack of skill, and you’re not ashamed to admit it?" Song Xiaodong mocked.
"What did you see, Master?" Lu Yaobing asked Song Xiaodong.
"You’re clearly chilled. In autumn and winter, you should eat warmer foods to replenish your energy." Song Xiaodong replied.
"That’s why I said I wanted hotpot, but you wouldn’t let me!" Lu Yaobing pouted again.
"I didn’t let you because it’s morning. Why hotpot? Isn’t regular breakfast fine?"
"No...Hotpot warms you up." Lu Yaobing put her colorless hands to her mouth, blowing warm air on them.
"I’ve got something good for you." Song Xiaodong suddenly remembered and started rummaging through his bag.
"What’s the good stuff?" Lu Yaobing, tilting her head, asked with a straw in her mouth, sipping soymilk.
"The last time I went to Longpan Mountain for alchemy, I met an Old Taoist who gave me something. I think it suits you best." Song Xiaodong said, retrieving a jade that Li Wenxin had given him from his bag.
"This is something blessed by the Old Taoist at the temple, with Spiritual Energy, to protect your health, so I don’t have to worry." Song Xiaodong said to Lu Yaobing.
"Master!" Lu Yaobing wobbled her shoulders upon hearing Song Xiaodong tease her.
"Bring your head over, I’ll put it on for you." Song Xiaodong instructed Lu Yaobing.
"What is this? Jade? Why so rough?" Lu Yaobing tilted her head, examining the item in Song’s hand.
"The Old Taoist told me this is a piece of jade." Song Xiaodong said, placing the cord of the jade around Lu Yaobing’s neck.
"Master, you already gave me a piece of jade. Now I have three or four things hanging from my neck, one necklace and two pieces of jade. It’s so heavy I might get neck strain!" Lu Yaobing said, tugging on the strings around her neck, presenting the previously gifted jade from Song Xiaodong, placing it gently against the new one, the collision of the jade pieces producing a crisp sound.