Chapter 240 — A Slap to the Face
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"Ah..." Tang Zhi was slightly taken aback. She had not expected that this was the reason for what Wei Zhao had done... and a wave of emotion welled up in her heart. Now, thinking it over carefully, Zou Ruoming did seem truly not as frightening as before.
A villain hurled thunderously down from his altar by Wei Zhao, a villain who could be slapped across the face at any moment by Wei Zhao yet dared not utter a word of complaint—was such a creature still a villain at all?
Though Tang Zhi did not much approve of Wei Zhao resorting to violence, there was a saying that hit the mark: to grind a villain down, you need a villain of your own.
"Even so, you didn't have to say it in front of all those people... she's a girl, after all. Not like you, with no sense of shame!" Though Tang Zhi was touched, she refused to take back her words.
"Heh..." Wei Zhao did not answer. "Let's go. Class is about to start..."
"Mm..." Tang Zhi had only been venting and did not argue further. For some reason, deep in her heart, the old resistance she had felt toward Wei Zhao was gone. Even after what he had said, she felt no aversion at all. "By the way, yesterday... when you helped flush the drug out of my body, how did you do it?"
Yesterday had been too rushed for Tang Zhi to ask. Now that it came back to her today, she hastened to pose the question.
"That? It's just a form of traditional Chinese massage and manipulation, not unlike acupuncture." Naturally, Wei Zhao would not explain the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art or the matter of energy elements; even if he did, Tang Zhi would not understand.
"I see... Then, Wei Zhao, could you cure Xiaofen's illness?" Tang Zhi had been mulling over this question since yesterday. She did not know where Wei Zhao had learned his medical skills, but after two demonstrations, they had proven quite effective.
Once when Xiaofen had fallen ill, and once yesterday when he had drawn the poison from her own body—that showed Wei Zhao truly had real skill. So Tang Zhi thought: if that was the case, could Wei Zhao cure Xiaofen's illness?
"I should be able to, but not right now..." Wei Zhao had no nerve-stimulating medication on hand. He had only prepared some back home, the kind the old man had once used to strengthen his own constitution, and he had not brought any with him.
Xiaofen's legs would have to be restored through acupuncture combined with nerve-stimulating drugs; acupuncture alone would not accomplish much.
"Oh..." Tang Zhi, however, took this to mean that Wei Zhao's medical skill was not advanced enough to reach the level needed to cure Xiaofen's illness, and she nodded with some disappointment.
The bell for class rang. Wei Zhao and Tang Zhi quickened their pace. As they neared the classroom of Grade Twelve, Class Nine, Tang Zhi suddenly sped up, evidently wanting to put some distance between herself and Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao smiled and did not follow. Only after Tang Zhi had entered the classroom did he hurry back to his own class.
"Boss, you were so cool just now!" No sooner had Wei Zhao sat down than Kang Xiaofeng turned around and gave him a thumbs-up.
"What do you mean?" Wei Zhao was startled, though inwardly he wondered: could this kid have seen something?
"I was at the window in the corridor just now and saw you slap Zou Ruoming—right in front of Director Wang! Boss, you're a real legend!" Kang Xiaofeng was brimming with admiration.
"No one else saw, did they?" Wei Zhao frowned. He had not expected Kang Xiaofeng to witness that scene.
"No one, just me." Kang Xiaofeng nodded.
"Good." Wei Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the young lady had not seen it, all was well; otherwise there would be trouble again once he got home. "By the way, what was it you wanted me for earlier?"