Jiang Feng's ability to wake up Weng Shanlin proved that he had real skills, so they quickly believed Jiang Feng's words and pinned their hopes on him.
Especially Weng Xiaoxi, who was very close to her grandfather. She desperately hoped that her grandfather could regain his health and live a few more years so that she could spend more ti with him.
So when Jiang Feng said he had a way to cure her grandfather's illness, she beca particularly excited, looking at Jiang Feng with eyes full of hope, afraid that he might shake his head.
"Really, I'm not lying to you, but you must cooperate," Jiang Feng affird.
"Okay, whatever you say, I'll do it. I'll definitely cooperate with you," Weng Xiaoxi agreed repeatedly.
"Yes, we will fully cooperate with you. I believe the senior won't deceive us," ng Ying said honestly.
At this mont, Jiang Feng took a closer look at ng Ying. Despite his mature appearance, he was actually quite young, just in his early twenties.
His achievents at such a young age were impressive, either due to his innate talent or having a good master.
"I will do my best, but I need to prepare so herbs, which will take so ti," Jiang Feng said.
"How about this, you tell us what herbs you need, and we'll find them. That way, it'll be faster," Weng Shanlin suggested.
Jiang Feng thought for a mont and agreed. It would save him the trouble of running around to find the herbs, and so herbs were quite expensive, and he didn't have spare money to buy them.
"Alright, I'll write down the herbs you need. When you gather them, co find , and I'll prepare a dicine that will ensure your grandfather's recovery," Jiang Feng agreed.
"ng Ying, quickly go to the car and get a pen and paper so Jiang Feng... no, Senior Jiang can write down the herbs," Weng Xiaoxi called out to ng Ying.
"Got it," ng Ying responded, then ran to the car and quickly returned with a black leather notebook and a black ballpoint pen.
"Here you go, Senior Jiang," ng Ying handed them over.
Jiang Feng took the pen and paper, saying, "You don't have to be so formal. Just call Jiang Feng. Calling 'senior' feels awkward; I'm still so young."
"Yes, Senior Jiang," ng Ying replied.
Ugh!
Jiang Feng felt a headache coming on.
"Hehe..." Weng Xiaoxi covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "ng Ying is a bit slow, but he's quite adorable."
"Hehe..." ng Ying scratched his head in embarrassnt and smiled honestly.
Jiang Feng also shook his head and smiled. ng Ying's simplicity was sowhat endearing.
Swish, swish, swish!
Jiang Feng wrote down a series of herb nas in the notebook.
White mugwort, zelan, golden cherry, corn, stone dragon, snake tooth, nine fragrant bugs, golden lotus, northern sand ginseng, dried centipede... and so on, a total of more than a dozen herbs.
These herbs were quite common on Earth and should be easy to gather.
Afterward, Jiang Feng wrote down his contact number at the end.
Returning the notebook and pen to Weng Xiaoxi, Jiang Feng said, "Your grandfather is temporarily fine now. Give him so water later and try to avoid strenuous activities. He should rest. Contact when you have all the herbs."
"Okay, I'll go rest now," Weng Shanlin slowly sat up.
Weng Xiaoxi quickly helped him up, supporting her grandfather with effort.
"Take it easy, Grandpa," Weng Xiaoxi said cautiously.
"I feel much better now, it's no big deal," Weng Shanlin waved his hand and tried walking a few steps. His steps were steady, and he indeed looked much better.
Weng Shanlin walked up to Jiang Feng and said with a smile, "I won't say much to thank you. You saved my life, and I will rember this kindness."
"You're too polite, sir. There's no need to ntion it," Jiang Feng said, purely wanting to save a life without expecting anything in return, so he didn't care much about it.
"Haha, alright, straightforward," Weng Shanlin laughed. "But even if we don't ntion it, I won't forget."
Jiang Feng smiled slightly, thinking to himself, "Suit yourself."
Jiang Feng said, "Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
"Do you want ng Ying to drive you?" Weng Xiaoxi quickly asked.
"No need, I live nearby, I'll be there soon," Jiang Feng declined Weng Xiaoxi's offer.
"Alright, we'll contact you when we have the herbs. See you then," Weng Xiaoxi said.
"Okay," Jiang Feng nodded, then turned and jogged away.
...
After Jiang Feng left, ng Ying looked at his departing figure and murmured, "He's truly a master."
"How does he compare to your master?" Weng Xiaoxi asked.
ng Ying shook his head, "Hard to say. From our brief exchange, he didn't use his full strength. If he did, I probably wouldn't be able to stand. As for whether he can beat my master, that would require a match between them."
"Indeed, when I attacked earlier, he easily lifted . If Grandpa hadn't stopped him in ti, I might have been hurt," Weng Xiaoxi said.
"Xiaoxi, it's not that Grandpa is criticizing you, but even ng Ying, a martial artist, isn't his match. How could you, a little girl who only learned so moves from ng Ying, be his opponent?" Weng Shanlin said inopportunely.
"Grandpa, you're teasing again. Although I'm not a martial artist, I'm the best among won. Beating a few ordinary n is a piece of cake," Weng Xiaoxi said, raising her fists in defiance.
She wasn't wrong, but only against those weaklings.
"That's not necessarily true. There are plenty of won stronger than you," ng Ying chid in.
"ng Ying, you're teasing too? Watch how I deal with you," Weng Xiaoxi said, hands on her hips, pouting angrily, then chased after ng Ying.
ng Ying, having protected Weng Shanlin for years, was very familiar with Weng Xiaoxi, so this behavior was not unusual.
Weng Shanlin shook his head with a smile. He really had no way to deal with his granddaughter. Other girls were well-behaved and gentle, but she loved martial arts and insisted on learning so moves from ng Ying, acting like a boy, causing him a headache.
"Sigh, it would be nice if she found a man to marry soon," Weng Shanlin sighed.
...
When Jiang Feng returned ho, Cheng Shaoqing had already prepared breakfast.
It seed the two had reached a tacit understanding. Jiang Feng would get up early to exercise, and Cheng Shaoqing would prepare breakfast at ho. This kind of life was very pleasant, probably the kind of life everyone longed for.
At least Jiang Feng was extrely satisfied now.
Jiang Feng took a shower, then had breakfast. Afterward, he and Cheng Shaoqing drove to school together.
This ti, walking together with Cheng Shaoqing still caused quite a stir at school. The excitent hadn't died down, and everyone was talking about them.
"How boring. Don't these guys have any studying to do? Do they think they're guaranteed to get into college?" Jiang Feng said speechlessly.
"Maybe they do," Cheng Shaoqing said, frowning.
To be honest, she didn't like being the center of attention. It felt awkward, like being a monkey in a cage for people to watch.
"Sorry for dragging you into this. People must be wondering how soone like , a poor student, could be with you," Jiang Feng said.
"It's okay, I don't care about that. Let them talk. They're just mundane people with mundane views, always so superficial," Cheng Shaoqing said.
"Well said. I'm increasingly realizing that you're different from other girls. You have your own personality and independent thoughts," Jiang Feng praised.
"Haha, you're making blush," Cheng Shaoqing laughed.
The two walked along the tree-lined path in the school, their shadows stretched long by the morning sun, swaying gently in the breeze.
Jiang Feng returned to the classroom and quietly sat in his seat, taking out his textbook to start studying.
Cheng Zhenjie had already arrived. He moved to Jiang Feng's side and whispered, "Jiang Feng, I tried the mantra you taught again last night. It's amazing. I feel like a little superman now, almost invincible."
"Glad it worked. But make sure not to let anyone else know, to avoid unnecessary trouble," Jiang Feng reminded again.
"Got it. I'll keep it as secret as a turtle in its shell. No one else will know," Cheng Zhenjie promised.
"By the way, do you know where I can buy fitness equipnt near the school?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Why, are you planning to work out?" Cheng Zhenjie asked, puzzled.
"Yes, I am," Jiang Feng replied.
Cheng Zhenjie looked Jiang Feng up and down, "Your body is indeed a bit weak. You should work out. But there's no place near the school that sells fitness equipnt. There's a gym, though, where you can work out."
"A gym works too. Take there after class at noon," Jiang Feng said.
"Sure," Cheng Zhenjie agreed readily.
The two were good friends, and Cheng Zhenjie wouldn't refuse such a small favor. Besides, even if Jiang Feng hadn't asked, he would have gone with him anyway.
Good friends for life!
With that decided, they each began studying.
With the "Imprint Technique," Jiang Feng's learning was like having divine assistance, progressing rapidly. It was better than any mory bread from Doraemon. Once morized, it would never be forgotten.
In no ti, Jiang Feng would catch up on his missed lessons and surpass everyone, leading the way.
...
After school at noon, Jiang Feng and Cheng Zhenjie grabbed a quick bite and then headed to the gym Cheng Zhenjie ntioned.
The gym had a nice na, "i Jian." From the exterior, it was clear that this was a high-end, upscale place.
Especially the flaming sign, very eye-catching.
It wasn't far from the school, but the location was quite good, fairly bustling. Many people worked out here, including so wealthy individuals.
"It looks so high-end. Are we really going in?" Cheng Zhenjie looked up at the sign, a bit intimidated.
"Of course, we're going in. We're already here. How can we chicken out?" Jiang Feng said.
Before Cheng Zhenjie could say anything else, Jiang Feng stepped inside.
Cheng Zhenjie had no choice but to follow quickly.
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