The Young Matriarch

Chapter 92 - 092: This girl is on point!

Chapter 92: Chapter 092: This girl is on point!

Duan Xingye clapped his hands, “I’m serious! Do you have some kind of illness?”

Right, Duan Xingye had no idea she extorted three hundred million from Duan Feihan at the Elixir Pharmacy to buy medicine.

Bai Chuwei just silently smiled.

Yes, she was ill.

Five thousand years ago, that person died trying to save her, and she didn’t fare much better, often suffering from heart pain.

But she could bear it until twenty years ago… when that scoundrel Duan Xiuqi betrayed her, forcing her to take medicine every day.

She spent twenty years on Yunwu Mountain, constantly cultivating Spiritual Medicine, but no matter how she accelerated the growth, it couldn’t keep up with the rate at which she consumed it.

In the past five thousand years, the men who pursued her numbered close to ten thousand, if not more. Yet none had earned such deep loathing from her ancestors.

Congratulations to Duan Xiuqi for leaving an indelible impression in her heart.

However, there was no need to say this to Duan Xingye.

She only accepted appointments from three people each day for diagnosis. By noon today, the last two students had also come for their consultations. It was nothing more than small issues like menstrual cramps and stomachaches.

With her cheeks blushing, Su Ruan came to deliver homework, “Bai, let’s go have lunch together at the cafeteria.”

The cafeteria at Henghua First Middle School was delicious. Although Bai Chuwei fasted and would never feel hungry, this didn’t stop her from enjoying tasty food. Feeling good about Su Ruan bringing her homework, Bai Chuwei nodded agreeably.

Bai Chuwei ordered some of her favorite dishes. As she and Su Ruan hesitated over where to sit, Duan Xingye waved to them from not too far away, “Weiwei, I’ve saved seats for you here.”

Duan Xingye used to always have meals with Xu Xingchen. Today, he unexpectedly didn’t join Xu Xingchen, stirring much speculation among the students.

With an understanding smile on her face, Bai Chuwei, accompanied by Su Ruan, took the seat opposite Duan Xingye.

Despite appearing to be a naive sweetheart, Duan Xingye was the bona fide heartthrob of Henghua First Middle School. Su Ruan seldom had the chance to share a meal with someone like him, and her face flushed with excitement, her heart raced, and she nearly couldn’t steady her chopsticks.

As soon as Bai Chuwei took her seat, the surrounding students started discussing again.

Topics ranged from Bai Chuwei’s “second-grade syndrome,” to her viral Chinese language test answers, to her recent cure of Su Ruan’s menstrual cramps, and finally to the now requisite advance booking for her consultation fee of two thousand yuan, making her almost a queen of the conversation in no time.

Even as the center of public opinion, Bai Chuwei remained calm and ate gracefully.

“I went to see Bai Chuwei for a check-up today. She is kind of amazing, you know. I hadn’t even mentioned what was wrong with me, and she said I had a stomach disease!” A girl, upon spotting Bai Chuwei not far off, began excitedly discussing.

“I heard that she even told Teacher Zhou Feng to get his brain checked. Aren’t there those who have supernatural abilities like cultivators nowadays? Maybe she has the superpower of x-ray vision?” a boy wildly speculated!

“…”

Gao Qiaoqiao became increasingly unsettled as she ate. Last week Bai Chuwei had mentioned she had a shoulder problem. Her left shoulder was hurting more and more, and even using a medicinal patch didn’t help.

Gao Qiaoqiao tugged at her boyfriend Di Zongping, who hadn’t seen Bai Chuwei before but had recently heard the school rumors about her. He became a bit curious.

Di Zongping, with Gao Qiaoqiao in tow, walked toward Bai Chuwei’s group. His eyes bulged the moment he saw her!

Not to mention anything else, Bai Chuwei was truly beautiful!

Once seated there, none of the surrounding girls had her ethereal and vibrant aura. His gaze lingered, certain parts of him stirred, blood pumping, breath quickening involuntarily.

This chick, on point!

A faint female voice drifted on the wind, “Keep staring, and I’ll dig out your eyeballs to stomp on like firecrackers.”